Dravina POV
A deep growl rumbled in his chest low, raw, and unmistakably primal. And in the next breath, restraint snapped.
With a swift, powerful thrust, Malrik filled me in one smooth motion. My gasp echoed through the steamy space, a cry of relief and desperate hunger all at once. The ache of waiting vanished in an instant, replaced by the overwhelming sensation of him thick, hot, perfect inside me.
In that moment, the world fell away. There was no room for fear, no space for thought. Only the heat of his body, the rhythm of his hips, and the way he claimed every inch of me like I belonged to him.
Because I did.
“f**k you're so ready for me,” Malrik groaned, his voice gravel-thick and laced with the kind of desire that burned.
He didn’t hold back. His thrusts came wild, unrelentin
