Forty-Two

Darius’s other hand moved to my breast squeezing it hard, I could feel his fingers digging painfully into my skin, I enjoyed the pain, a distraction from the burning of my skin. His fingers never letting up as they slid in out of me. Dorian’s cold hands running over my skin soothing as they caressed my overheated skin.

Pushing my hair over my shoulder his cool lips moved to my neck, light as feat