Marked by Fire & Fang
His cock ached, but he waited—waited for his Luna to come back to him.
Lilly kissed her way down Salma’s body, dragging her tongue over sensitive skin, making the northern Alpha writhe beneath her. She lingered, her mouth pressing kisses lower, exploring, tasting, driving Salma to soft gasps and desperate sighs.
Salma’s hands clawed at the sheets, her body arching, trembling with every kiss, every stroke of Lilly’s mouth.
When Salma reached her peak, her cries filled the room, her body shuddering, her hand fisting in Lilly’s hair, a cry of release and surrender.
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