Marked by Fire & Fang
I wrapped my legs around him and arched into the heat of his mouth as he kissed down my neck.
“I thought you said no public fucking,” I teased.
“This corridor has no cameras.”
He slid into me in one rough thrust, and I nearly screamed.
“Shhh,” he whispered, smirking. “Don’t want to give the security team a reason to check on us.”
He thrust again, deeper, harder.
I bit his shoulder.
The fire curled up my spine, sparked from my fingertips, flared across the wall.
He felt it.
He loved it.
“Fuck, Lilly,” he groaned. “You’re gonna set the whole damn manor on fire.”
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