"Thane—"
"I have spent years dying for this," he rasped, his thumb sweeping over my hipbone, dragging Aiden's shirt further up until cold morning air hit my hard n*****s. "Listening to you softly breathing across the room. Watching you glare at me. I’ve been starving for you since I met you, Persefone."
He rolled his hips again, faster this time, a sharp, rhythmic thrust from below that had my spine snapping like live wire.
"I am not going to be gentle about this part, Angel."
"Good," I gasped, my hands flying to his jaw, tugging him back to me. "Don't you dare."
His teeth caught my lower lip, pulling lightly before his hand hooked into the waist of my panties. One clean tug, and the fabric tore at the seam.
“f**k, I knew you’d be the death of me,” he rasped, looking me dead in the e
