RHYSAND
Her thighs were glistening, and ripping.
My c**k kicked hard in my pants at the sight. f*****g hell.
I took her n****e in my mouth again and let go it with a wet pop, dragging my tongue slowly across the peak one last time. Her breath hitched, sharp, shaky, and completely wrecked.
The sound did something filthy to me.
I moved to the other one, mouth latching on like I hadn’t eaten in days. I licked, sucked, nibbled, and tasted her skin like it was mine.
Because it was mine.
Every whimper, every arch of her back, every tremble of her thighs against me, it was all mine.
"f**k, Camilla," I growled against her breast. "You're so goddamn sweet. I could devour you for hours. You’d beg me to stop, and I still wouldn’t. I’d keep eating you until you forgot your own name.”
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