BRIAR'S POV
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Holy f*****g moly. That's all I could manage to think as Fenrys' mouth slants over mine in a full blown claiming of my mouth. His hands come up to hold my face, firm and warm. His fingers drag back into my hair. The way the tips of his fingers scrape against my scalp makes my heart pound a little faster as heat coils between my thighs. He's pressed against my legs, hovering over me, curling into the hair at the back of my head, tilting my head back as he deepens the kiss with a fierceness that I could feel in my stomach.
His tongue slips into my mouth, and I shamelessly part my lips, letting him in, further deepening a kiss that's consuming every part of me. His one hand slides down my back, and he pulls his body away from the counter as his hand reaches in between us, pu
