Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy Compilation
"Promise?"
One evening, after a tense council meeting where vampires and werewolves snarled over border lines, Lira stormed to her room. Viktor followed like a silent shadow. The door slammed, but not before she shot him a look—hungry, challenging. Inside, she paced, frustration boiling. The truce felt like a cage, her body have been aching from suppressed heat. She stripped fast, grabbing her tablet. Tonight's video: a werewolf taking a vampire roughly, their claws and fangs marking each others skin. She hit play, volume up, and flopped onto the bed. Her legs wide.