The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1285 Burning Desires

Dalton looked at Wynter’s face and furrowed his brows slightly. He

wasn’t able to discern the nature of her dreams.

He extended his hand, guiding Wynter to open her mouth and press her lips against his neck. Wynter, almost instinctively, seemed to be drawing nourishment from him, as if foraging. Her white teeth grazed and gently sucked his neck.

He allowed her to clutch his collar with both hands. The sensation of

blood gradually flowing away allowed him to hold her waist with one

hand.

On the surface, it seemed like he was maintaining his composure. In reality, his Adam’s apple began to tremble, and his breathing grew heavier.

Wynter seemed utterly oblivious to everything happening around her. Perhaps she would have long woken up if it was anyone else, but Dalton’s very presence was enough to deeply affect her.

struggled to distinguish between dream and reality. She glanced at her disheveled robe and then at the person. lying

exceptionally

the antidote,” Dalton

understand Dalton’s words at all.

frowned. “What antidote?”

know what I’m talking about,” Dalton

she remembered, with a face

a subtle humiliation in his eyes. His cheeks were an abnormal shade of

the kind of antidote she was thinking

to sit up but found herself uncontrollably holding onto him. “There is no antidote.

was puzzled, desperately wanting someone to

make sense of the whole

against a wall. He was kissing her forcefully, carrying an indescribable intensity. She felt a deep familiarity with him, a recognition that resonated

hand, she realized her wrist was shackled with a golden chain.

almost teasing laugh sending

can you do about it? You can only stay here.” Dalton’s handsome face was slightly obscured