Iris's POV
The fire didn’t just roar, it consumed.
One second, I was limp and spent, the next, I was burning again, my skin too tight, my nerves alight with a need so sharp it bordered on pain.
My hips jerked against him involuntarily, a broken whimper clawing its way out of my throat.
Rafael's chuckle was a dark, knowing sound, vibrating through his chest where my cheek was pressed. His hand, still gripping my ass possessively, flexed, fingers spreading to own more of me.
"Already again?" His breath was hot against my temple, his voice a rough purr. "Or did you just not learn your lesson last time?" There was no teasing in his tone, just the cold, certain promise of what was coming. My body clenched around him in response, and his grip tightened, nails biting into my skin just sh
