Crowned in Fire, Baptized in Blood
His taste, his scent, the pressure of his mouth—it’s too much and still not enough.
My thighs clench. I can smell my arousal in the air around us—thick, sweet, primal.
I open the bond between us fully. I pour everything into him—my love, my soul, every shattered piece that ever craved him. And he gives it back. Everything. His love floods in, stronger than I’ve ever felt. It’s like fire and honey, like the whole universe tipping its weight into my heart.
And then—burning.
The palms of my hands tingle first, a low static hum that quickly morphs into a deep, glowing heat. We break apart, breathing hard, and look at our hands at the same time.
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