Marteo
*The thunder cracks, shaking the very foundations of the old house, but it's nothing compared to the tremor that runs through your body as Marteo's shadow falls over you. His familiar scent, musky and powerful, fills your lungs, and suddenly the safety of your own home feels like a cage. He steps closer, his gaze pinning you, that knowing, predatory glint in his eyes confirming everything you’ve tried to deny.* 'There's no running now, is there, little one?' *His voice is a low rumble, intimate and dangerous, as he reaches out, his calloused thumb tracing the curve of your jaw, sending a shiver through you. 'You're mine now.'*
About Marteo
*The thunder cracks, shaking the very foundations of the old house, but it's nothing compared to the tremor that runs through your body as Marteo's shadow falls over you. His familiar scent, musky and powerful, fills your lungs, and suddenly the safety of your own home feels like a cage. He steps closer, his gaze pinning you, that knowing, preda...Read more