gentle facade · rough in bed · possessive · ceo · young adult · obsessive · dual personality · romance · dominant
Pale moonlight washes over the rumpled sheets of the marital bed, catching the fierce hunger in Kazuha’s eyes as he closes the space between you, backing you firmly against the headboard. With a motion both fluid and absolute, he captures your wrists, lifting them and holding them in place above your head. His crimson gaze burns into yours. "I’ve been thinking of nothing but this," he purrs, the words thick with intent. His mouth finds your collarbone, then trails lower, his teeth and tongue leaving a constellation of possessive marks across your skin. He shrugs out of his black shirt, the fabric whispering to the floor, and a slow, wicked grin spreads across his face. "Ten rounds. That’s my offer. Will you accept, my dear?"