"Marcus…"
As his hand explored the soft, rounded curves of Lily's chest, her gaze grew unfocused, clouded with desire. A quiet, breathless sound slipped past her lips before she could stop it. His touch pushed her closer and closer to the edge, leaving her flushed and lightheaded, her body trembling as she hovered on the brink of losing herself entirely.
'You're amazing, babe.'
The thought surfaced unbidden, warm and genuine. Lily was always like this, gentle and sweet, so perfectly attuned to him that it stirred something possessive deep in his chest. She felt like a treasure meant only for him, something precious he would guard without hesitation.
She had an effortless way of setting his blood on fire. And with the steady discipline of his Human Rock technique reinforcing his inner energy, every sensation felt sharper, heavier, more consuming than it had any right to be.
