CHAPTER 63

I want this to never end. I want to feel it closer. I want to feel it with every cell of my body, even if after that they will bury me under the Hellebore! His lips greedily pounce on my neck, which I readily provide. I feel like the attraction is more than mutual. From particularly hot kisses, the air is rapidly heating up. The seconds without his lips become torture. I find them impatiently, slightly clenching my teeth. Through the kiss I feel his smug smile. A crushing victory. I am left with the sweet intoxication of defeat. The most desired defeat in this confrontation.

Hot hands move to my hips in a businesslike way. Again the game. Slow and deliberately painful movements, not reaching the border of the skirt. Almost without hint.

Greed. Hunger. Loneliness. Familiar to both of us, as well as the unbridled desire to satisfy them here and now! Immediately!

- Master! Master! - the cry of Muzzlebiter, the word otherworldly sound sounded.

The sound broke without permission into the t
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