Seoha's POV
My body is completely naked on the cool sand; it all happened within minutes and I don't know where the rest of my clothes are.
Taesan looks like a hungry beast above me.
His eyes are glued to the white collar on my neck, and my eyes are glued to his white teeth…for a reason, I want them to be coated with the red color of my blood.
Two have really become one.
"You're divine, treasure, divine" he says, leaning down to breathe my scent in, and I arch upwards needily for him.
He is still clothed, and I don't complain, I like the way we are.
It feels animalistic, it feels feral; I'm naked and arching into his touch, while he's clothed and leaning down to take.
The smell of the river covers our lust, but it's not enough to douse how heavily he smells of need.
I've never smelled him this raw…no, I've never smelled him burning with raw desire like this.
