80 Chapter 80

She scrabbled for purchase on the mirror in front of her with a sweaty hand. Her body tilted forward, pressed tightly against the cold surface. She gasped for breath as she clenched her eyes shut. The fireplace's shadow flickered between their legs as they moved in tandem. Lia kept finding herself losing balance, spilling forward on her tiptoes as his ragged breaths and rough bites pushed her to the edge.

"Open your eyes," Claude murmured, causing her heart to pound faster.

While she shook her head frantically, his huge hand cupped her chin, pinning it in place as he pressed himself closer to her, driving in deeper and biting at her earlobe. Camellia's feet trembled, the tips of her toes turning white. She turned her head to the side every time he ordered her to open her eyes, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't escape the feeling of melting like cream in his hands.