Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy Compilation
' Sweat slicked us, the mattress creaking, screams echoing off the walls—hers high and breaking, mine guttural.
Fragments of the curse seemed to bleed out with each thrust, visions flashing: Mira's pact, dark shadows laughing, my rage cycles binding tighter. But Tessa's body anchored, her nails digging into the furs, body shuddering as release built. 'I'm yours... love you.' Her confession amid the frenzy hit deep, pulling my own climax roaring up.