Maximus’s POV

I stared down at her, sprawled across my sheets like every filthy dream I’d ever had come to life. Emilia. My Emilia. Lips swollen from sucking me, cheeks flushed, nipples hard and begging for my mouth. Her thighs were still trembling from what she’d just done to me, and fuck if that didn’t make me harder than steel all over again.

I couldn’t wait another second.

I crashed my mouth onto hers, kissing her like I was starving. My hand wrapped around her throat, not tight, just enough for her to feel who she belonged to. She moaned into me, the sound vibrating against my palm, and I...