Chapter 221: On The Candlelight Table (3)

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"What do you intend to do with that petal?" Locked in a quizzical shock, Madeline knew he had something dirty in mind that he wanted to do to her, else, why would he need a petal?

And for what purpose?

"Don't ask questions, and just enjoy it." He growled charmingly, and the next thing he was kissing her again.

Madeline could feel blood pump faster to every part of her body. His actions were vehement, but it felt incredibly good to know she was the only one capable of igniting him to this extent. She responded to his kiss with the same urgency, and Cassian tasted her tender little tongues, sometimes sucking on it and making Madeline's eyes roll to the back of her head.

He grabbed her hips, and then gently, his fingers raised the layers of skirt up to her thighs. He raised it further up until he could feel the heat coming from a certain area.