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A/N: Pairing - Edward/Bella. Prompt - burn.
Burn
Her naked flesh radiates all sorts of heat. Flawless skin and soft curves exposed. Inviting and seducing. Yet, her deceit burns his flesh like a hot brand, the fresh wound still red and angry.
The anger is like kerosene on the flame of desire as he buries himself deep inside her, claiming her roughly. She gasps, tensing underneath him, but soon wraps her limbs around him, drawing him deeper. Their fingers twine, anchoring them to one another.
She clenches around him, searing hot and irresistible, burning him alive.
He forgives her.
For he is Icarus and she is his sun.