Harper's eyelids squeezed shut. Her arms were tied by magical vines, and Saint's weight pinned her down to the mattress. Euphoria overwhelmed her. The muscles in Saint's arms were on full display. Ripped and sexy.
It probably shouldn't be possible, but Harper's arousal grew stronger. She was so damn wet for her mate.
"I want you," Saint kissed her neck before pressing his lips to her skin. His warm tongue licked her and lapped up the salt. It was erotic. "Do you even know how beautiful you are? Sexy, gorgeous, and all mine."
His giant hands caressed Harper's breast and tortured her by not giving her what she wanted; his fat c**k.
There were kisses.
Bites.
Sucking.
And it was all torture!
"Saint..." Harper moaned. "I can't take it anymore!"
Saint knew what Harper meant. Their desi
