Marked by Fire & Fang
I shoved him inside, slammed the door, and launched myself at him with a growl that vibrated straight from my core.
He barely had time to close his mouth before mine was on him, kissing him like I’d never taste him again. I clawed at his shirt, tugged him toward the wall, dragging my lips along his throat.
“Lily—wait—” he tried, breathless, panting.
“No more waiting,” I whispered against his skin. “I want your mouth, your hands—your cock. Now.”
His eyes darkened to molten amber.
“You’re in heat,” he rasped. “You smell like sex and fire. It’s driving me fucking feral.”
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