Aurelia
My fingers curl into his chest, and I moan into his mouth. He's kissing me. Fuck, he's kissing me.
Nothing on earth has ever felt so downright fantastic. His lips are bruising, and he is parting my mouth and sliding his tongue down my mouth without any regard for the fact that I just had his brother's cock down my throat. He growls, nipping at my lips like he's angry, then soothing the sting with a sweet lick.
My head feels like it's been shoved underwater; I can't breathe and can't think with his mouth on mine. His fingers tangle into the locks of hair on the back of my head, inching up my scalp and pulling on the strings of my mask.
I yank my mouth off his, panting as I shake my head, casting my gaze to the floor. "You can't."
"And why is that?" His voice is laced with something volatile.
"It's against the rules." I whisper, still breathless from his kiss.
