Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy Compilation
She'd sell us all to humans to wear the crown.
Drake's jaw clenched, his body tensing against mine. 'I knew she was rotten, but this? Aligning with hunters?' His eyes searched the dark, protective instinct radiating from him, making my core clench despite the fear. The flares popped again, drawing the intruders deeper, their boots trampling sacred ferns I'd gathered herbs from as a girl. The forest groaned in protest, branches snapping, animals fleeing in panicked waves. It hurt, seeing my home violated like this, the earth I'd communed with now a battlefield.