Chapter 100

• Cesmae's POV
• I swallow hard, my breath catching at the sight of his erection—thick, long, and pulsing with need. The sheer size of him makes me momentarily dizzy, my mind racing with the realization of just how full he’s going to make me. He strokes himself once, his hand moving lazily, and a low, feral groan escapes him as he watches my reaction.
• “You’re staring, love,” he teases, his voice rough, filled with amusement. But there’s something darker there too, a deep satisfaction at the way my eyes widen in a mix of awe and desire.