Chapter 194 Her Pain

• Callum POV
• Her skin is soft and warm under my lips as I bite down on her thigh, eliciting a startled yelp. Her eyes snap open, wide with confusion and a flash of something darker—desire. Before she can say a word, my mouth is on her, my tongue gliding along her clit with deliberate, torturous precision. She tastes like heaven, and I lose myself in her, gripping her hips to hold her against me as she writhes.
• “Stop,” she whimpers, her voice shaky and uncertain, but her body tells a different story. Her hand tangles in my hair, trying to pull me back even as her hips buck forward, grinding against my mouth. The contradiction is intoxicating—her resistance, her surrender, all wrapped into one maddeningly beautiful package.