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Her piercing scream was like a ringing bell. He wanted everyone to know he was claiming her, and that Adrienne would only ever cry out for him like that.

She started to come down from her orgasm as he took his teeth out of her neck. There was a tiny drop of blood and a clear imprint from his teeth.

It satisfied him immensely to see her lying there with her breasts heaving, her eyes half-mast and her body completely relaxed. She looked like an angel, and he wanted to capture the moment.

He took a mental snapshot to keep close to his heart and wished he was an artist like her.

He would paint her hard edges as they softened for him. Her plump lips were red from their bruising kisses. Her breasts were still encased in black silk, looking delectable and biteable. And his bite looked like what it was, a claiming mark.

He wanted to capture how beautiful she looked with his imprint on her.

Her breath shuddered out of her, and she reached for him.

Placing his hands above her head, he fell onto his elbows beside her. She gave him a scorching look before yanking him down for a hot-as-hell kiss that stunned him.

Her mouth moved with determination, then her small hand cupped him over his clothes. He closed his eyes and groaned.

Her tiny hand barely covered his length.

He could well imagine her golden-skinned hand like velvet on his length as she circled him.

His cock throbbed against her palm as she reached for his waistband. He waited, letting her take the lead. Her small hand made quick work of his trousers, pushing them past his hips.

He helped shake them off, stepping out of them and kicking them away. He whipped off his shirt as her greedy eyes drank him in.

Chapter 10

Adrienne

His chest was covered in light fur. Her fingers skated over it, free to touch it for the first time.

He was hers at that moment.

She could explore him without consequences. They didn’t have to worry about other eyes watching them.

They were alone and there was no reason not to do what she wanted.

She ran her hand over a wave of glorious firm muscle. He was as hard as stone under her hands.

Hot, hard flesh. Her mouth became dry, her heart thumping wildly in her chest. It felt like it was trying to escape her body.

The fur she brushed her fingers over was softer than normal hair. It was like the softest cotton she had ever felt.

His breath misted her throat again and she shivered. She could still feel the throbbing marks from where he set his teeth in her neck. It would no doubt hurt in the morning.

With all the endorphins rushing through her system, everything he did felt marvellously splendidly delicious. His bite had heightened her pleasure to breaking point.

When he looked at her with fire in his eyes, she gripped his cock, groaning at his size.

He’s too big, she thought wildly.

Swirling her fingers over the tip of his cock, she watched his eyes flit to her hand as he gulped hard.

Covering her hand with his own, he guided her movements up and down. It was mesmerising watching her hand and his move over hard steel wrapped in velvet.

Licking her lips, her chest heaved, and her breath sawed in and out. The sound was heavy in the room as her focus stayed on his body.

Glancing at him, she saw the concentration on his face, the tension around his temples as he tried to hold back.

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