Chapter 876 The Intense Xavier
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WARNING!!!
A little more than [MATURE CONTENT] in this Chapter!!!
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"Xavier..." Hera’s voice was a soft, shaky whisper, barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
His breath grazed her ear as his fingers trailed slowly, deliberately down the length of her spine. "Say it again," he murmured, his voice deep, commanding, and intimate. "Call me Brother Vier... I want to hear it from those pretty little lips."
Hera’s breath hitched, her skin erupting in goosebumps under his touch. Her body quivered, anticipation curling in her belly like a flame. "B-Brother V-Vier..." she managed, her voice faltering with the trembling need in her core. Every subtle stroke of his fingers unraveled her further.
She bit down on her lower lip, hard, trying to silence the moan clawing its way up her throat. But it was too much, he was too much. With just a word, just a touch, he had her unraveling like silk in his hands.
"Good girl," Xavier growled, the words low and gravelly, vibrating against Hera’s skin as he ground his hips against hers. The unmistakable hardness pressed through the fabric of his pants, and she gasped at the pressure. His hand rose, firm and commanding, to grasp her jaw, her delicate face held effortlessly in his palm as he tilted her head to the side.
Then he kissed her.
Not gently, but with hunger. His lips crushed against hers with desperate need, and when she opened her mouth to breathe, he took the chance, his tongue pushing past her lips, exploring, claiming, tasting every corner like a man starved. He kissed her like she belonged to him. Like he was never letting go.