Lilith's POV
Kieran grabs my ankle, stripping my clothes in seconds, his hands roaming every inch of me.
His c**k slides between my thighs, his large hands pressing them together, trapping him as he thrusts slowly.
"Mmm! Ah…" I moan, his heavy breaths weighing on me like a starving wolf over long-awaited prey—desperate to devour but savoring, dragging this feast out with deliberate restraint.
He kisses my face, lips, neck, collarbone. His hands move from my thighs to my body, caressing everywhere.
His broad, calloused palms scrape my tender skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
"Mmm…" My body trembles, caught between discomfort and ecstasy, strange and overwhelming.
His hands cover my breasts, fingers kneading, soft flesh spilling through his fingers, impossibly pliant.
His
