Orin’s Pov
I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her— her scent drew me in… I didn’t want to stop.
This was like how I had imagined it… her lips were so soft. My free hand cupped her boobs as I felt her tense under my hand.
Her moan turned me on and I could hear Veythar roaring in my head.
‘Yes! Go on, claim her,’ he commanded as his voice boomed in my chest.
My hands roamed all over her body— exploring and trying to take in every inch of her body. Her moans had gotten less faint than they were before.
I picked her up and damn she was light— like a feather weight. She wrapped her legs round my waist as she held my neck tighter but didn’t break the kiss.
She went in deeper and rougher than she had before. Her nails dug deep into my skin, sending a sharp sting of pain through my body
