{Music Recommendation: Play With Fire ~ Sam Tinnesz, Yatch Money}
Iva was shocked by the strength Ryver used to push her down on the couch, his hazel eyes burning with madness for pleasure. She had pushed him over his limit, and when he snapped the sleeve of her dress, Iva gasped.
"Ryver, I—" Iva tried to explain, but she was already on the couch, her legs spread apart, with Ryver's head buried between them.
Ryver hungrily kissed her thighs, then sucked, grazing his teeth before sinking his fangs. "Don't touch what is mine," he growled.
"But... it's still me touc- ahhh!" Iva threw her head back as Ryver's tongue curled around her nub, twirling around it slowly, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.
