Chapter 97 My Mark Belongs On Your Neck

• Celeste woke up beside Zillon the other morning, his scent just as extraordinary as it had been last night...
• She had said it before and she’d say it again, he was a beast...After sexing her into oblivion on the floor, he had lifted her into the bathroom and f*cked her until she really could barely move.
• He had laid back against the tub and called her forth with his index finger. His face had held nothing but astuteness, giving Celeste no room to disobey him.