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His body was a furnace against mine, and every brush of his fingertips against my skin felt like fire. I could feel the tension radiating between us, the charge of our bond, so strong that it almost hurt. There was no denying it now. There was no more fight in me—only a raw, burning need that I couldn’t escape, that I didn’t want to escape. Xavier’s amber eyes burned with an intensity that left me breathless. His hands moved with precision, almost as if he were testing the limits of my patience, feeling the way my body reacted to every touch, every whisper. I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin, my pulse thundering in my veins as the pressure built, coiling tighter and tighter

He's so hard. "You want them, don't you?" he asked, grinding his hips, letting her feel it. Ixora's breathing grew raspy and shaky. Her heart was beating at a speed higher than a normal heartbeat. She opened her mouth to talk, but instead she moaned out. "F... Flame." "That's it, Firefly. I am the fire within you." His hands left her ass, rubbing her pants until they got to her middle. Before she could take her next breath, he inserted two of his fingers forcefully.

"That fire burns what isn't loyal. You came here to pay, little fox. Tell me what you're paying with." "With my loyalty," I gasped, my voice shaking. "With my body. I'm your dirty slut, Xavier!" His only answer was a primal grunt of approval, and he began to fuck me harder and faster than before, using my submission as fuel. He was relentless, like a man fighting a war with his body, determined to empty himself of the rage and political tension that defined him. The climax was no longer building; it was exploding, wave after wave, demanding every muscle in my body tremble in submission.

He reaches towards the body and then looks up at me to give me a reassuring smile. "Stay back baby," he says and I quickly take a few steps back. He lights the torch with a lighter and then opens the lighter, pouring it on the dead rogue's belly. Fenris then sets Xavier's body on fire. I watch as the body burns, a very putrid smell wafting off from the body, making me retch, violently but I control the urge once again.

His touch was fire against my skin, and I could feel the heat building between us, like a slow burn, stoking the flames of a fire we couldn’t contain. “You’re mine,” he growled, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. The possessiveness in his tone stirred something deep inside me, an echo of the wolf that resided within. Aurora stirred, her own need mirroring my own, craving the connection, the power, the intimacy that only Xavier could bring.

she commanded, her voice husky. It was all the encouragement Xyrex needed. His mouth crashed down on hers. It wasn’t a gentle kiss; it was a claiming, a conquest. It was all heat and desperate, consuming fire. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and she met him with a fervor that matched his own, her nails digging into his shoulders. She could feel the hard ridge of his cock pressing against her stomach, a promise of the ferocity to come.

he hissed, bending his head closer. "Wrong move," I growled, shooting my hand up to grasp his wrist, channeling intense heat into his bones. "Now!" I yelled at my dad as I dropped the walls, forcing the last of my fire's reserves into the man's bloodstream. I let my own power surge into him at the same time, stealing what remained of his life while the fire literally cooked him from the inside.

Before her mind could even put up a defense, Xavier’s massive frame lunged across the dark leather space, pinning her completely against the passenger door panel. His cold, razor-sharp lips violently pressed straight down over her mouth, ruthlessly sealing her voice away from the open line...... Xavier’s cool, ruthless lips deepen the kiss with a terrifying, absolute dominance, his large fingers tangling into her dark hair to lock her face completely in place while the open phone console on her lap continues to wildly broadcast the sound of her heavy, ragged breathing straight to Donovan Tang's receiver. On the other end of the open line, the dead silence of the Iron Commander suddenly shift

The ground begins to shake, and tear apart next to Xander. Caught off guard, I watch as Xander stumbles, but maintains his posture after a few seconds, walking away from the crack, and instead, aiming his hand at me to stop me. Fire blasts from the palm of his hand, heading in my direction, however, I manage to counter his attack, pelting him with rocks instead. I watch as the skin from his body begins to peel away, but not once does he cower in pain. Furious, Xander stands up and claps his hands once, smashing each of the rocks around him into dust. A firestorm ignites behind him, as the sand begins to whip at me.

“She will never be yours. And I will never fall.” He threw his hand forward, a beam of fire shooting toward me, white and blinding, but I did not dodge. I met it head-on, my claws raised, the bond roaring through me. The fire hit, burning through my skin, ripping through my chest, but I roared back, forcing myself through it step by step until I reached him. With all the strength I had left, I slammed my claws into his chest. The explosion shook the hollow. The fire ripped outward in a wave, throwing us both back. I hit the ground hard, the stone cracking beneath me, the taste of blood in my mouth, my chest heaving. The bond flickered sharp with pain but steady, Maeve’s presence still burnin