BRIAR'S POV
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Hot and cold-- that;s what I feel as Fenrys kisses me. My skin is icy, but the heat inside of my body is what makes me feel like I'm in a fever dream. His hands roam down my sides, feeling and squeezing, tips of his fingers scraping along my skin with need. My entire body is vibrating with need, my p***y dripping wet and it's aching with a powerful need that I need scratches immediately. His lips move to my jaw, down to my neck, and he's nibbling and sucking lightly on my skin, groaning while doing so, and the sound of his deep growling-groan that has my chest tightening.
His hands grip my hips that are rolling against him with need as I chase the friction, and I groan as I try to snap my hips forth against his again. He holds me in place for a beat, curling one arm arou
