Chapter 232 – Reunited

• “Fuck, Evelyn,” Victor groans, burying his head against my shoulder as I press him to me, my hips bucking against the length of him inside of me. “Fuck.” And then he’s moving faster, thrusting into me with a feral demand, my own hips matching his every pulse. I clutch my legs around him, leaning my body forward, letting him thrust up into me, hitting that precise spot that makes my vision go black –
• I hear myself whimper as I clasp my arms against his shoulders, my breasts pressed flat against his chest as he increases his pace, his own breaths gasping as he comes closer, closer…
• And then, just as his thrust becomes forceful, even, and deliberate, Victor bares his teeth and drags them across the tender skin at the curve of my neck.