Dahozhoni Meadow Correr

Torn on that 'cause I wanna keep writing with you... But I mean- What else is this guy gonna do?

 

Juárez knew she wanted more. He had fed her enough to create that fixation - that primal need. The fallen star would crave the green herb like she craved the taste of water. Her body would be convinced that she needed it. And without it, she would wither. 

Tendrás más. Pero primero tendré más... 

The jaguar pressed the firm of his body against her and his teeth found purchase in the back of her neck.