The Lunar Legacy
he groaned, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, each thrust deep and hard, hitting that spot inside her that made her moan, her body trembling, the cool air a sharp contrast, the fire lilies’ scent driving them wild, the glade’s air electric, their desire a fire in the amber light, the sun’s glow a crimson promise, their love a storm in the glade.
Sam’s hands roamed his back, nails raking down his spine, leaving red marks, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts, the friction building, her core clenching, her moans filling the glade, the amber light casting a golden glow on her flushed skin, her tattoo pulsing, a vow of ecstasy, the leaves rustling, the stream’s gurgle a sensual hum, the fire l
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