Chapter 208 Missing Witch-ii
- || Alaric’s POV ||
- I crushed my mouth to hers, swallowing her moan as my tongue claimed hers. She tasted like honey and defiance, and fuck, I needed more. My hands yanked her shirt over her head, her breasts spilling into my palms. “Perfect,” I growled, rolling her nipples between my fingers until they pebbled.
- “Always so fucking perfect for me.”