Third Degree
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  • Parts 37
  • Time 2h 31m
Complete, First published Jun 13, 2017
Mature
Book One of The Silver Series

I looked back into his eyes, the same ones I used to call home, and my heart hurt. There was still fire in his eyes, but ours had burned out. But this new fire burned right into my soul, threatening to reignite what we had. But at what cost? At this point, being on fire was a decision of my own. Is it the fire that I like? Is it the burn? As my soul turns into dust and ash, I still can't figure it out. Do I want to burn or not?
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CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"