Arching against his touch, she tried to remember what they had been talking about. “So your plan is to work with the achromos, then? You want to make a deal with them?” “My plan is to bring you to a grotto and fuck you where the water is warm and you can be comfortable.” He nipped at her neck, his sharp teeth likely leaving marks. “I want to hear the sounds you make again, this time with nothing standing in our way. I want to know that you are mine, and I am yours.”
