5/6/2025, 12:51 AM
the heat pooled over priya's shoulders as she pressed her tongue into the side of surya's neck, rough and gritty and raw, a playful nip given to the pulse point beneath the thick, wiry coat of golden fur worn by her lover. she cared not to drink from the waters — no, her thirst was different. primal. powerful. a gnawing, biting feeling deep in the depths of her belly.
the water rippled around her muscular shoulders as she drew in for a kiss. the flickering ember of her gaze held firm.
regardless of whether or not they were being watched, priya had already formed a plan. her mouth traveled to surya's shoulder, her chest, her flank. a proud display of something just a hair too off-center to be love.
the water rippled around her muscular shoulders as she drew in for a kiss. the flickering ember of her gaze held firm.
what suits you today, my sweet?she whispered in rose-tinted marathi while sucking in a breath.
are you hungry, or do you want to be eaten?
regardless of whether or not they were being watched, priya had already formed a plan. her mouth traveled to surya's shoulder, her chest, her flank. a proud display of something just a hair too off-center to be love.