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VIOLET SORRENGAIL
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a mature & descriptive portrayal. adult themes ahead. MDNI. my protector & love @TyrrishBastard#FourthWing
a muse of #beso
VC: ThatObsessedReader
@TyrrishBastard I swallow my moan at his beckoning, my feet moving of their own accord while my heart pounds a seductive lullaby. Will I ever grow tired of this man, or the effect that he has on my body?
"I have plenty more wishes, if you would care to fulfil those also?"
@TyrrishBastard My lips part, retort dancing on the tip of my tongue when his inappropriate thoughts flash down the bond. My cheeks heating, my heart pounding as I swallow hard.
“You don’t play fair.”
@TyrrishBastard “I don’t know about the show pony part…” Dragging my teeth over my lower lip, head canting to one side. “I mean, I do enjoy riding you. And, I’m always willing to be under you. Just say the word, Riorson.”
@TyrrishBastard lips brushing his in a promise. “I swear it, because I’m yours. No matter what, wherever we are… I’m yours. A mated pair, a team through chaos, blood or fire. I’m yours, Xaden Riorson, and I’m not letting go.”
@TyrrishBastard tried to take everything else away—it made my heart thunder and my stomach flip with the kind of longing that almost hurt.
I pressed closer, chest to chest, the heat of him igniting something desperate and feral in my bones. “We’ll survive,” I whispered, breathless, my —