"You did great; now go to bed," William said in a thick voice, stroking Isabella's wet, cold cheeks.

He crouched, picked her up in his arms, and moved to the bedroom, taking her trembling pink lips between his hot, rough lips, which ignited a fire within their cold bodies.

Placing Isabella on the bed, he gave hardly half a minute to his hands, and his knees barely hit the mattress before he stripped off his clothes and came up behind her, spreading her thighs with his hands.

"You are so very wet, my beautiful seductress."

William licked Isabella's glistening juices off her skin, savoring the taste. "Ahh, this smell of...