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“Look at me.” He snatches my chin until I do, his nostrils flaring, chest heaving as he turns, dragging me to my couch. He shoves me down and plunges his hand between my legs, extending a finger and slipping it inside.

I whimper, drawing my knees up to his hips as my body expands around the intrusion. He searches me ruthlessly as if by touch alone, he can tell what I can’t just by looking at him. Have I been with someone else?

No.The answer makes him groan, his eyelids lowering, teeth skewering his lip. Satisfied, he withdraws, bringing his mouth to my throat. A fiery burst of pain makes me gasp, and he does it again—snatch a sliver of flesh between his teeth and grind. Bite. There’s no chance he won’t leave a mark—hewantsto.

I shiver at the possession, clawing at his shoulders, but for whatever reason, I don’t command him to stop. Not that he would—he’s ruthless, raking with his teeth to create his own twisted version of a tattoo that spans the length of my collar. Anyone who sees will know what caused it.

Panting, he brings his mouth to mine. “Beg me to fuck you.” He presses his lips as if in a demonstration. “Say it. ‘Fuck me, Rafe’…”

I arch into him instead, brushing his lip with my tongue, plunging inside his mouth entirely.

He grunts, shoving me down, and urging my legs apart.

My nails sink into the couch as he guides himself inside me, inch by inch. He goes slow at first, but soon, he’s forging a steady rhythm, and I stop thinking, letting my body move against him however it wants and needs to. Gradually, his tempo builds, driving him deeper, setting me alight.

Every thrust seems to sow a million invisible flames that converge into a blaze—an inferno. I can barely track how it happens—just that the pleasure swells, raging beneath my skin until it boils over and explodes.

Every nerve in my body seems to unravel at once. All I can do is cry out, my spine curving as he stills, grunting against my throat.

It’s fire in its rawest, most destructive form.

And I never realized how good it could feel to burn.