VIXEN
It feels like I’m being devoured, yet I still willing gave myself up as the meal. His lips are soft but demanding as they press against mine. I want to touch him, run my fingers through his hair, feel the heat of his skin under my palms, but he keeps my hands pinned firmly above my head.
Sharp teeth nip my bottom lip and I gasp at the suddenly more aggressive behavior, though it's not unwelcome. Maddox takes full advantage and licks into my mouth. I hum into the open mouth kiss as he tastes and explores. Our lips move languidly together but it’s slowly becoming more frantic.
The hand he had firmly placed on my hip slide up my side, slipping under my sweat shirt to graze across the skin of my stomach. He continues moving up, pushing my top out of the way as he goes until he reach
