I couldn't tear my eyes away from the pure ecstasy etched across her face as she came undone. My name spilled from her lips like a prayer, her delicate fingers clutching at my shoulder, digging into my flesh.
"Landon..."
That single word whispered in the forest's darkness ignited something primal within me. Until now, she had never spoken my name—not once since she arrived at my castle. To hear it now, breathed against my skin in that broken, needy voice, made my cock throb painfully.
"Say it again," I demanded, my voice rough with desire as I pressed her harder against the tree.
Her eyes, those deep blue oceans that seemed to hold mysteries I'd never unravel, fluttered open to meet mine. A small, almost victorious smile played at the corners of her swollen lips.
"Landon," she repeated, this time with more confidence, her hand sliding down my chest with deliberate slowness. "Touch me, Landon."
