His body temperature was rising, blood vessels subtly protruding.
I gently bit his Adam's apple, and in an instant, he flipped the script, taking control.
Rolling over, he pinned me to the bed, kissing me with fierce urgency.
I could barely keep up, feeling like I was about to be crushed.
"Lena..."
He kept calling my name, conquering every inch, punishing me.
The kisses were so intense, I couldn't help but cry out.
"Lena, bite me."
He leaned down, one hand braced above my head, the other wrapped around my waist.
I sank my teeth into his shoulder, and he let out a muffled groan.
It still hurt so much.
In the end, I cried out in pain.
Nathan's burning cheek pressed against mine as he apologized repeatedly.
With trembling hands, I caressed his face, finding the Nathan before me terrifyingly intense.
Suddenly, he stopped moving.
Instead, he chose to hold me in his arms, gently rubbing my back.
"Nathan, are you..."