Fated In Darkness
Especially him.
“Adrian,” I moaned again, unable to help myself. I glanced down—and there he was, nestled between my thighs like he belonged there.
My heart pounded against my ribs, wild and insistent.
This was my first time, but something inside me snapped—I couldn’t stay passive, couldn’t stay still. I wanted more. I needed more.
He parted my legs with both hands, spreading me open with a quiet authority that made my breath catch.
“Eyes on me, little fox,” he murmured, and his voice did something to me—something wicked and wonderful.
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