Chapter 92. Missing

Xerina’s POV

My breath caught in my throat as he kissed me again, hard and possessive, his hands roaming over my body, claiming every inch of me as his. His length, already hard again, pressed against my thigh, a reminder of just how insatiable his desire for me was.

“Rasmus…” I breathed, my voice a mix of awe and anticipation as I felt his hands slide down to grip my thighs, lifting me effortlessly. “I can’t… I’m too…”

But he cut me off with another searing kiss, his tongue sweeping into my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance once more.

“Yes, you can,” he growled against my lips, his voice dripping with dominance and lust. “You’re mine, and I’m not stopping until you’re screaming my name again.”

And with that, he thrust into me again, hard and deep, and all I could do was hold on as he took me, over and over, his body driving me to the edge of ecstasy and beyond. Each thrust, each whispered command, each dirty word he growled into my e