CAVE: Se*ual content. Readers' discretion is advised.
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Silas
I must be dreaming, hallucinating really. I’m not actually pushed against the door of my room with my mate wrapped around me. Her long slender legs wound around my hips, grinding against me, while she sucks at my neck.
My head is foggy with lust, a moan escaping me when the friction from her movement against me only increases. I need her to slow down, or neither one of us will enjoy this.
“Valentina, I think we sho—-
Giving my marking spot a hard suck, she shuts me up, my voice catching in my throat. And the fact that she hasn’t actually kissed me is pushed back in my head.
After another kiss on my neck and a nibble, Valentina lowers herself, sliding against me the whole way until she can stand on her own
