She stretched out her despairing arms, Eager to rescue Him, or feel His form, But could hold nothing save the yielding air
What masochist could resist the risk Of catching feelings for their sadist?
A little sneak peek of a deleted scene! This is Setanta wooing his longtime partner, Marcelle. Enjoy, and leave thoughts in the comments! Setanta leaned forward, but instead of meeting her lips, he found her neck. He did not bite her, only planted light, slow kisses from the curve where her shoulder began, up … Continue reading Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter’s Night?