Eva blinked slowly, her smile still dancing on lips swollen from kisses, but there was a new glint in her eyes—something wild, primal, that contrasted with the gentleness of the previous moment.
"Romantic was good," she murmured, her voice hoarse and low, like the purr of a stalking feline, "but now... I want you unbridled. Instinctive. Raw. Fuck me like the world is ending tomorrow." The words came out unfiltered, direct, laden with a hunger that made the air in the room vibrate.
Kael felt a shiver run down his spine, his cock already hardening again against her thigh, throbbing with the promise of more.
He didn't need a second invitation. With a guttural grunt, he rolled over her, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, the weight of his body immobilizing her against the mattress.
Eva arched her body, rubbing her hard breasts against his chest, a moan escaping as she felt his rigidity pressing against her still-wet and sensitive entrance from her previous orgasm.
