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I lay flat on ht soaked up the darkness The slip of fabric draped over ainst my fevered skin The covers had been pulled back, and Nyfain sat between eous despite his scars It looked picture perfect, like this was actually happening Like I’d co it

He worked his hands farther up, bunching own as he went His touch seared the insides ofwide for hi me

“Do you want irl?”

His voice was different, not the scratchy sandpaper laced with power and confidence and pain that I was used to Noas silky and sensual, winding her

“Do you want me to thrust my hard cock into your wet depths?”

“Hmm, yes,” I whispered

His touch slid along the tops of hHe sucked in my clit, and the pleasure ers through his unruly hair, grabbing on and yanking a little He sucked and licked, dipping two fingers intoupward

I groaned, writhing beneath him

He worked harder, lapping at ainst his own and over my hard nipples

He kept going, faster now, pushingme

Two hands on his head now,his face, needing a little e

He stopped,on h, raers into my cunt with reckless abandon

“Fuck ainst that ghostly touch “Please, Nyfain I need you”

“Take what you need,” he whispered, and this time his scratchy voice echoed in my mind like a memory “Use me”

He reached my mouth and kissedkiss And then he thrust intoI cried out, pain and pleasure and desire and no looking back I clutched his shoulders and wrappedhim to stamp his brand into me and claim me like an alpha should