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The fire roared behind us, the heat making both of us slick with sweat, our bodies sliding against each other with each powerful thrust.
"Look at the flame,” he commanded, the hand in my hair forcing me to turn my head toward the fire.
"Look how it burns for us. How beautiful destruction can be."
I watched the inferno dance and writhe, mesmerized by the way the flames seemed to reach toward the sky like desperate fingers.
The sight sent something primal shooting through me, mixing with the overwhelming sensations Adrian was creating in my body.
"That's what you do to me," he continued, his voice rough with emotion. "Burn me up from the inside out. Make me want to destroy everything just to rebuild it around you."
His pace became even more frantic, his thrusts harder, deeper.
His fingers inside me moved in perfect counterpoint, stretching and filling me until I felt completely claimed, completely owned.
The pressure building inside me was becoming unbearable. Every nerve ending was on fire, every breath a struggle as the heat from the flames mixed with the heat of our joined bodies.
Sweat was pouring down my face, my back, making me slippery in Adrian's grip.
"Come for me," he growled, his voice rough with command. "Come on my cock while I fuck both your holes. Show me who you belong to."
His thumb found my clit, rubbing harsh circles that sent electricity shooting through my nervous system.
The combination of his cock inside me, his fingers stretching my ass, and the pressure on my clit was too much.
I came with a scream that echoed across the yard, my body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.
Adrian roared my name as I clenched around him, his own release following seconds later.
I felt him pulse inside me, hot and thick, marking me from the inside out as his hips stuttered against mine.
For several long moments, we stayed frozen like that—him buried deep inside me, both of us breathing hard and slick with sweat.
The fire continued to rage behind us, casting our joined silhouettes in dancing light.
Finally, Adrian carefully withdrew, his hands gentle now as he helped me straighten up.
My legs felt like water, and I would have collapsed if not for his strong arms immediately wrapping around me.
"Mine," he whispered against my hair, his voice still rough with possession.
I nodded weakly, completely spent and overwhelmed by what had just happened. My body felt marked, claimed, and changed in ways I was only beginning to understand.
As the fire continued to blaze behind us, consuming the last remnants of my past, I knew I was his now, completely and utterly, marked by flames and passion and the wild love of a beautiful monster.
And I'd never been happier to burn.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Isla
Warmth. That was the first sensation that registered as I drifted in the hazy space between sleep and consciousness.
Adrian's body radiated heat like the fire yesterday, his tattooed chest pressed against my back, arm draped possessively over my waist.
Every muscle felt deliciously heavy, my body pleasantly sore in places that still throbbed with memory.
"Angel," Adrian murmured against my hair, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me. "Come back to me."
