Chapter 68

68 The HeatMaraI never imagined heat could be both ecstasy and torment-bliss and agony twisted into one relentless craving.The moment Lucian thrust inside me, everything else disappeared. I didn’t want him-I needed him. I clung to him with everything I had, my body on fire, desperate to be filled, to be claimed, to be his.“So hot,” he growled, his voice rough and breathless. “So wet, so slippery…”His eyes burned golden, primal and wild.His elongated teeth scraped against my neck as he panted, barely holding on. I dug my nails into his back, and he growled in response, hips snapping harder. We weren’t gentle. We weren’t soft. We were animals, lost in the heat.