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, his mind reeling. Who was the man with Madeleine? Why couldn't

en he heard a knock

eight; less than six feet tall but it did not

ne of us have been able to pick up her scent si

gaze cold. "So, you're tel

ds carefully. "Whoever that man is, he can use magic. He

," Philip stated, his e

man?" Luk

e and the griffin back alive

at was driving his actions. The venom in Philip's voice, the glin

ive but Luke knew better than to question Philip's or

Luke said, his tone neutral. "We'll

eyes burning with an inner fir

sting a concerned glance at Philip. Something was

uck, fuck, fuck," he swore as he smashed his fists ont

self completely to his rage, a s

p, cal

ed to her, his eyes still blazing with anger, but as he looked

r fingers tracing patterns on his skin. Philip's eyes dropped to

back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Philip's lips c

y a growing sense of lust. Rebecca's touch was like a sooth

feeling that something was off. There was something more driving hi

the kiss and pulling both of their clothes

eck, nibbling and sucking hard enough to leave marks. Each kiss was a

r clothes. Jolts of sensation arced into her womb, making her sway with the force of her growing ne

r belly, and she felt herself gr

abdomen, until she was on her knees at his feet. The vulnerability in

uch ignited something primal between them, a hunger impossible to ignore. His breath c

in the other. "Open," he growled, rubbing himself against her lips. The

The hot suction drove him mad, making him fuck her mouth with short, shallow thrusts

every stroke. Her fingernails scraped over his sac, making him suck

of pleasure vibrated out of her throat, tickling his cock. The dual pleasure of giv

cking pop. The momentary separation created unbe

ed purpose .She moved her hips, sliding herself against his cock, her bod

The snug grip was perfect, their bodies joining as if designed for one a

lt the velvet thrust of her tight nipples against each palm. Eve

his tongue and her fingernails bit into his back. Pain and pleasure

falling from her lips created a hypnotic rhythm. Their bodies

ucking her nipple hard the way he knew she liked. Her pussy fl

y contracted around his cock, driving him f

all the spots that made her breath catch in her lungs. Their connection tran

so wet, it was easy to slide across it and make her cry out, over and over. She c

h the waves of her orgasm. The universe contracted to this single poi

breath from his lungs. Wave after wave pummeled him as his cock

revelling in the post-sex euphoria, Philip's chest ris

e him. She traced the shadow beneath his collarbone with her eyes, taking note of the faint m

thing," she whispered, her voice barely di