The same hiss she had heard during her first night in the cave returned now. It filled the stone room, echoing around them in an endless loop, growing louder with every stroke. “Faster, Tem.” Maybe Tem was imagining it, but it didn’t sound like an instruction to her. It sounded like a plea, like he was begging her instead of telling her. Tem went faster. Caspen’s jaw was clenched, his fingers digging deep into her skin. His breath hitched with each stroke, and she knew he was close to finishing. But how to get him there? She remembered the church—the way Vera had dipped into Jonathan’s lap.
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okay there is something going on here i wonder if they are mates he cant do this with everyone???? like???
