"It tastes better than I imagined, mate" he said, sucking each of his fingers in front of me.
It was the first time he called me that directly. He had always used my name or some sweet adjective, but hearing "mate" from his lips, while his face was still stained with my moisture, made me feel an absolute belonging.
I stayed there looking at him, stunned, still processing the explosion that had just occurred inside me. His imposing figure silhouetted by the firelight made him look like a goddamn erotic god.
But while my head drifted in the clouds, Thorne took my black skirt, which was already tangled at my waist, and with a tug removed it from my body, finally leaving me naked under his gaze, with nothing more than the small necklace on my neck.
He stayed silent for a moment, admiring m
