Their limbs were tangled in a breathless whirlwind, until she couldn't remember which part belonged to her and which part belonged to the man intent on embracing her.
His hands explored her shoulders, pushing down her dress until the tops of her breasts were exposed. The air was cool, but his lips were warm as they descended on her collarbone in a multitude of kisses, dedicating to memory each little curve. He slowly moved his lips over to the side of her neck, licking and soothing a red mark he had already carved into the delicate skin earlier.
"You know, you really shouldn't provoke a beast," the man growled against her skin as her fingers lightly danced across his bare chest in contentment
She merely smiled as her hand moved down lower and lower until they traced the lines of his abdomen. It was truly a fine view with him leaning over her. There was a long scar starting from his pectoral muscles down to the lower torso, but the scar only served to elevate his beauty with an edge of wild danger. As if he was born from the spirits of the wild themselves.
Wisps of the man's silvery-white hair fell over his forehead as he peered over her in bed. She loved that unique color of his hair, as well as his icy blue eyes that had darkened a few shades in lust. All for her.
"I don't mind if it's you," she answered back provocatively.
His lips slowly curled up in a smile. And so he captured her lips once more until she was drowning in the flames they created.
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Author's Note: Hi everyone, this is SinfullyIndulgent (SinfulIndulgence from Fanfiction.net)! Thanks for reading and supporting my new original story! There will be a Percy Jackson version on Fanfiction.net, but that PJO version will not be as updated as frequently as this story will be. I only have so much time and energy to work on a story c: But I promise you all, old and new readers, that I shall not disappoint.
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The Taming of a Beast
RomansaAdrian Therry was well known as the "Beast of Galvador," the water mage knight who toppled hundreds of enemies by himself until the battlefield was awash in crimson blood. He was someone to be left alone, someone to be feared. Yet, Evelina Aislin fi...
