Chapter 90

• Theo's POV
• Pleasure rises like a tidal wave, wild and consuming, tearing through my body as I pour myself into her. I don't stop moving. I don't let her go. Her muscles seize around me, pulsing, clenching, drawing out every last drop of sensation as her own climax crashes into her. She cries out, muffled by her grip on my shoulder, her teeth still pressed against my skin as though she can't bear to let go.
• My hand remains on the needles, still applying pressure as I kiss the blood from her chest, slow and reverent. I want her to feel wrecked. I want her to remember this.