"Xion," a seductive, low voice filled with desire slid into his ears and melted down his spine.
His body went limp, helpless under the weight of the man pinning him to the sheets.
It was maddening how easy it was for this seductive demon to steal all his attention, not to mention his heart.
"I love you, Xion. I love you so, so much." Darius said while pressing open-mouthed kisses on his neck.
"There is nothing in this world that I wouldn't do for you. Ask me, my love. That's all you have to do."
Xion subconsciously arched his neck.
A moan almost escaped his lips when a sneaky hand got lower before it slyly sneaked inside the hem of his shirt to caress his bare skin.
A twinge of heat pulsated wherever those lips and hands touched him, awakening a deep longing to be touched, to be ravished.
The way he was melting under Darius, his body was practically begging to be consumed, to be sated from his stifling madness flooding through his veins.
