Birthed For Me (From Guardian to Groom)
he growled, his amber eyes burning into hers, darkened now with raw hunger.
“Yes,” she breathed, pulling him closer. “Always.”
He captured her lips again, harder this time, their kiss turning reckless, a clash of passion and longing. Mia’s hands slipped beneath his shirt, feeling the taut muscles of his chest, the warmth of his skin. He shuddered under her touch, and in response, he pressed her back flat against the desk, scattering everything in his way.
Maurice kissed her like he was claiming her, his touch rough yet achingly tender, his body moving with hers in a rhythm that felt inevitable, unstoppable.
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