Enigma

by RuNyx

Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.

Ohhhh gurl lets not talk about "quiver" after Kiss of the Basilisk !!!

“C’mon, little asp,” she heard him say against her ear, feeding it right into her brain, and she sucked it down, changing its chemistry. “Shed your skin for me.”

“I can do sexy a lot harder than you, little asp. Be careful what games you play with me.”

#needthat

She had looked him up and down like he was inconsequential, raising a haughty eyebrow. “Who are you, again?” His eyes had heated at that, a wild glint coming into them. “Ask me again when your nipples aren’t begging for my mouth.”

“You’re crazy,” she whispered. He was. “About you?” He pressed a kiss to her neck. “Utterly.” Kiss. “Absolutely.” Kiss. “Shamelessly.”

“Earth to Salem.” Melissa waved her hand in front of Salem’s face, breaking her out of her thoughts. “Where’d you go?” “Back to bed with her hunky chonk.” Aditi rolled her eyes.