I’d put Dorian down a hundred more times to have her like this. My mind continues to slip into the fog, as I revel in the feel of having her. My Violet. My Flame. Once I have her firmly lying underneath me, I pin her down, enjoying how very tempting she looks when she’s vulnerable like this. It sings to the predator in me, because I want to possess every inch of her. “You’re the only good thing to happen to me in too long to remember,” I murmur as I settle my weight on her more.
