Chapter 111

Isadora tried to return his kiss, one hand gently resting on the back of his neck.

Victor kissed her with a hunger that bordered on feral, like a wolf who never knew satisfaction. He devoured the sweetness of her lips as if he were under some kind

of spell.

Under the silver glow of the moon, the two of them lost themselves in a passionate embrace.

By the time Victor finally let her go, Isadora was breathless, utterly spent by his wild fervor.

Face flushed, she leaned against his chest, struggling to catch her breath, and gave him a playful jab with her elbow.

Her lips were tingling and swollen from his kisses.

Victor's expression softened a little as he stroked her hair. "Next time, just tell me you're having dinner with your boyfriend, okay?"

Isadora's lips curled in a teasing smile. “Someone's a little possessive tonight.”

Victor's eyes darkened, his voice dropping to a husky murmur as he swallowed hard.

The night was still young, and for him, this was just the appetizer. He wasn't nearly satisfied.

He looked down at the woman in his arms. "Are you full?" he asked quietly.

She nodded. "Yeah."

He grinned, lowering his voice even further. "Good. Now it's my turn."

react, Victor swept her up in

a moment, Isadora felt the world tilt-her body suspended in the

her arms tight

black, filled with

his eyes

felt her whole body tighten. Her heart pounded

what was coming

matter how many times they'd been here before, that flutter of nervous anticipation

purpose into

and tried to follow, only to be gently but firmly shut

the soft bed with barely any

mattress dipped beneath her, then sprang back as

Victor peeled off his black t-shirt, revealing a sculpted torso —each muscle defined,

and Isadora couldn't help but swallow

gentle. He planted light

lips, then returning to

body twisting in restless

murmured, "say my

"Vi-Victor," she managed, breathless.

kisses along his jaw, down to the hollow of

Victor whispered, still holding

traveled from hers, down the curve of

air between them was thick with heat and longing, like a sultry rainstorm that wouldn't let

Isadora's eyes flew

of sensation crashed over her-like a

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