[Xanthea]
(TW: Readers discretion advised.)
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Being held by Raven was like being stuck in a tornado of flames. His searing touch was always so intense I feared I might crumble into ashes. My breaths broke into painful gasps and moans. Short. Fast. Feral.
I couldn’t speak to him, or dare touch him. I couldn’t even open my eyes and see how I was being consumed. I couldn’t comprehend a thing.
My body was hurting everywhere, more like aching beneath his touch.
If not a bruise, his touch was sure to leave redness behind all over my skin when he was done. But he hadn’t even started yet, and I felt too overwhelmed.
His taste lingered on my tongue as he finally set my lips free from his claim. My chest rose and fell incessantly as I tried to breathe as much as I could while I still h
