Chapter 260 Blood Bonded Ch5

• She doesn’t remember how he untied her. She only knows she didn’t leave the bed — not really. One moment she’s limp, wrists marked red from the silk, her blood still warm on his tongue. The next he’s dragging her hips to the edge of the mattress, his big hand wrapped in her hair like a leash she’ll never slip.
• “Up.” His voice is rough velvet — shredded at the edges from the way he drank her too deep. She should be empty. She isn’t. Her blood hums under her skin, her pulse a soft drum that says more, more, more.
• She pushes up on shaking arms — the sheets soft under her palms, her bare knees digging into the mattress while he spreads her thighs wider from behind. She feels the scrape of his trousers at her calves, the cold brush of his belt buckle when he drags it open, one-handed, never letting go of her hair.