FIVE PART 2

Isabelle’s Point of View

"Claim me," I demanded, my voice laced with a raw hunger that matched the intensity in his eyes.

Without hesitation, Malik prowled towards me, his features subtly shifting. I tilted my head in a submissive gesture, a rare display of vulnerability, as he seized my throat with his teeth. A sharp pang of pain mingled with pleasure, igniting an electric current within me. The metallic scent of my own blood, mingling with the heady scent of desire, filled the air, fueling our mutual craving to its climax.

My body quivered with a potent mixture of desire and anticipation as Malik released my throat, his teeth trailing along my skin until they reached my shoulder, where he bit down once more. The sensation sent a surge of electric pleasure straight to my core, igniting a burning hunger that begged for more.

But it wasn't enough. I craved his touch, my skin tingling with a desperate need for more. My hips strained against his, desperately seeking the friction that wou