Each touch of his lips sent a new wave of pleasure down my body. Each kiss pushed me into the haze of lust and out of my head.
As his lips reached the spot where my shoulder met my neck, I was no longer able to string any sort of thought together. There was only lust and a need to fill this hunger in me. A hunger I was not familiar with, but I knew he was the only one that could feed it.
Rawen hovered in the same spot where my neck met my shoulder for a few moments and then I felt him lightly brush his teeth on the sensitive skin.
That simple action, an added layer of pain in between pleasure, drew out my first moan of the night.
That little bite shot heat straight to my lower belly and in return it was sending a wave of wetness between my thighs. A second later, he pulled back a lit
