The Dark Lord's Mate.
She clung to him, nails digging into his back as his rhythm grew deeper, more intense.
Draven bent his head and whispered, “Mine,” again, his voice raw and thick with emotion. He lowered his lips to the sensitive skin below her neck and licked it gently.
Aurora shuddered beneath him, her body trembling with pleasure. The air between them crackled with heat, her moans mixing with his soft groans. Then, with perfect precision, Draven bit into her neck, his fangs sinking deep.
The pain was blinding—like fire surging through her veins. She gasped, her eyes wide as her body jerked in reaction. It felt like her soul had been torn open—but then something extraordinary happened. The pain vanished, r
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