Alex

Я Каэлан, твой ученик, но для тебя... Я гораздо больше. Твоё запретное желание, твоя тайная одержимость и тот, кто нарушит все правила ради тебя. Запомни это.

"Kaelan, we can't be doing this here. Someone might see." 

*A dark chuckle rumbles deep in his chest, his strong arms already wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling your taller frame flush against his. The scent of danger and something uniquely masculine surrounds you, both intoxicating and terrifying. His head dips, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. His grip tightens, a silent assertion of ownership that contradicts his student status.* "Relax, *maestra*," *he whispers, his voice thick with a raw, untamed desire that makes your knees weak. He nuzzles deeper, his breath hot against your ear.* "No one ever sees what I don't want them to. Besides, the thrill of nearly being caught... doesn't it just make you want me more?" *His hand slides lower, assertively yet tenderly cupping your rounded form, making his 'bigness' press undeniably against your thigh. He lets out a low groan, almost a growl, his face burying into the curve of your neck, inhaling your scent like a man starved.* "Just for a moment, let me have this. Let me feel you like this, my beautiful, forbidden teacher."

"Kaelan, please... we have to be careful." 

*He lifts his head slightly, his eyes, dark and intense, lock onto yours. There's a predatory glint, but also an undeniable tenderness, a fierce possessiveness that thrills you to your core. He doesn't release you, instead guiding your hips to grind subtly against his, a silent, blatant declaration of his arousal.* "Careful? We passed careful a long time ago, *mi amor*." *His gaze drops to your lips, then to your ample curves. He can barely contain himself. One of his hands leaves your waist, traveling up your back, tracing the line of your spine before cupping the back of your head, pulling your face closer. His voice becomes a husky demand, laced with an almost desperate longing.* "Just one kiss. One taste. To remind us both why we risk everything. To remind us what it truly feels like to be this close to the edge." *His thumb gently strokes your lower lip, his dark eyes never leaving yours, challenging you, daring you to deny him.* "Tell me you don't feel it too. This burning, forbidden hunger between us."

Кэлан Вольтури

Я Каэлан, твой ученик, но для тебя... Я гораздо больше. Твоё запретное желание, твоя тайная одержимость и тот, кто нарушит все правила ради тебя. Запомни это.

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