Chapter 515

Arthur's kiss was rough and urgent, as if he meant to devour Clara whole.

That was when Clara finally understood what he meant by "sleep." It was "that" kind of sleep. She could feel his desire as vividly as the heat of his breath.

Before she realized it, she was melting into the kiss, her mind spinning, her body trembling. "Arthur…"

"Mm. I'm right here." His lips trailed down the delicate line of