Chapter 4

She was like a perfectly ripe peach, soft and pink, just waiting for someone to pluck her and savor her sweetness.

With her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, Isadora buried her face against Victor, nuzzling him with desperate need.-

"Victor..."

“I'm so hot,” she whispered, her breath shaky. “I can't take it anymore."

"Help me. Please."

As the words left her lips, she pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, then trailed upward until her mouth found his. Her kisses were clumsy, unpracticed, but they sent a jolt of heat through him all the same.

Victor's eyes darkened as he watched her, her cheeks flushed and her body trembling under the weight of desire. He slid a warm hand beneath the smooth skin of her back, gentle but firm, trying to soothe her.

"Isadora," he murmured, his voice low and rough, "are you sure you won't regret this?"

of man anyone should trust

voice a broken whisper. "No regrets. I just want Magnus to

of mischief in his eyes. "Oh?

felt as if a thousand ants were crawling beneath

with unshed tears, her lips trembling.

left in

its slow, comforting strokes along her back. He smiled, his tone

burning inside her. She bit her lip, her pleading gaze full of fragile

at the corner of his mouth. He rewarded her with a

breath warm against his ear. “I want to give

flashed with sudden intensity, his smile dangerous and wicked. "Alright, darling. I'll

cradling the back of her neck as he captured her mouth in a hungry, urgent kiss. Gone was the

inch of

herself swept away, as if she were drifting on a tidal wave, lost in the sensation. She pressed herself closer, surrendering to

his

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