He lifts his head immediately, his eyes locking onto mine.
"I'll take care of it and you,” he says, reaches back without looking, and presses something.
The fireplace roars to life.
Golden light floods the room, flickering shadows across his face, across the walls, across us.
"No more darkness," he says and kisses my lips. "Not with me."
I smile and my breathing returns to normal. I lift my head to kiss him back.
I feel his hands slide beneath me as he unhooks my bra.
He pulls it off and tosses it aside.
"Fucking beautiful," he says before his mouth is on my breast, his tongue circling my nipple.
I arch into him, a moan escaping my lips.
He kisses a trail from one breast to the other slowly, and it drives me wild. My hips buck and I grind into him, feeling his cock fully hard now.
His hand slides down my stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of my panties, and I gasp as his fingers find my clit.
I spread my legs slightly so he can feel how wet I am.
"Fuck, Zaria," he says, bringing his hand up to taste me on his fingers.
I kiss him, and it's a mixture of both of us.
He then starts kissing my cheek, my neck, and down along my ribs.
He kisses every scar, every burn, every mark Cormac and the Order left on my body.
He then grabs my arm, the one with the M, and I tense, waiting for disgust, for pity.
But instead, he leans down and kisses it.
"You're beautiful," he says against my skin.
"I'm not," I whisper.
"Oh you have no idea," he growls as he slides my panties down my legs, leaving me completely naked beneath him.
He kisses my stomach, my hip, my thigh.
And then his mouth is between my legs, and I cry out, my hands fisting the sheets.
His tongue circles my clit and I'm shaking, feeling like I'm falling apart beneath him.
I've been touched before, but never like this.
"Callum," I gasp, my hips grinding against his mouth.
He groans, his hands gripping my thighs, holding me in place as he devours me.
I feel his warm tongue slide up and down, and then enter me. The feeling is so overwhelming, it's like fire and ice at the same time, everything coursing through my veins.
He's like a drug that I can't get enough of.
