Chapter 111


    Chapter 111


    Aching for one thing.


    One kiss that surely wouldn’t cause any harm.


    He had the same idea.


    He lets me pull him closer. No sign of hesitance or reluctance on his part as his eyes train on my lips.


    The pounding of my heart rapidly sounds in my ears as his hands firmly sp around my waist. Strong


    fingers pressing down onto my hips when he pulls me forward. Everything is lost in my mind. Nothing


    matters but him. Like some kind of bewitching fog, I’m entranced and all too willing to be his victim. My


    head angles up while his dips down to meet my lips.


    The hands that were once content with holding onto his shirt, tten on his abdomen. The outline of his


    hard abs under the shirt is obvious. His body is riddled with firm, thick muscles that are hidden with the


    constraints of his clothing. My fingers spread apart, both hands gliding up his torso as he drew in a


    sharp breath. I feel his pleasure from my touch. My wolf is quiet, but the beady ze over her eyes


    match the fervor of the haywire desire over him.


    Slowly, I drag my hands up. Appreciating every curve and dip his body has to offer under my fingertips.


    I breathe in, running my hands to the curve of his neck and settle to wrap my arms. around him.


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    I use his strong stance as leverage, pulling myself up by his neck and watch, with half lidded eyes as


    he closes the gap between us. His lips touch mine; gently, warm, hesitant, and earth shatteringly


    perfect. I don’t breathe for a moment. I’m too scared to.


    Sparks zip between us, nothing butplete euphoria when our lips move together passionately. My


    nerves light up with excitement. The kiss- a rhythmic dance that consumes us both. An act of give and


    take, push and pull, that’s equally pleasing no matter the role. His lips move slow, but it’s the kind of


    slow that makes you lose your sense of time. His kiss is passionate, but it’s the kind of passionate that


    makes your knees wobble. It was just perfect.


    The kind of perfect that drowns your thoughts into a nk sheet of nothingness.


    Nothingness that has never felt so good before.


    Raizel brings his hand to the back of my neck, angling my head so he could have better ess. I gasp


    into his mouth when he nips my bottom lip with his teeth, the ferocious beast I know he keeps hidden


    inside him, peeks out as his tongue swiped along the opening. My eyes screws shut, unable to look at


    him but unwilling to pull away. My fingersce themselves around his hair, pulling and tugging when his


    kiss bes more demanding.


    But I liked it.


    The scorching heat of his touch blows away any lingering thoughts of stopping. I press myself harder


    against him, not minding his ever tightening hold. This isn’t enough. I needed him even closer. He


    groans from the back of his throat, digging his fingers into my back. Excitement pumps into me at the


    sound. I caused him to feel like that. It was my touch that broke hisposure. I can’t stop the


    involuntary moan that slips past my lips. He moves his hand down to my thigh and wraps it


    around his waist.


    Without thinking, I follow his lead, jumping up so that both my legs wrapped around him. We break


    away, staring at each other as heavy breaths leave us before diving back in. The fire in our kiss never


    diminishing as his tongue probs inside my mouth. He grows bolder, taking what he wants just as I do


    with every flick of our tongues.


    I groan against his lips, grinding my hips into his to cause some friction. The throbbing need


    between my legs is almost insatiable if it wasn’t for him. All I know is that for me to put out the fire


    inside my abdomen, I needed him.


    The hunger for one another formed into desperate, needy moans and groans.


    The filthiness of it all fills the room with sin.


    His lipstch onto the supple skin of my neck. He leaves open kisses and sucks at one particr spot. I


    crane my neck to the side, allowing him as much ess as he wants and hardly notice that he’s


    moving. I yelp when he sets me down on the table, my legs still wrapped around him like vines.


    My arms that circled around his neck hang loosely as he inserts himself further between my legs. He’s


    flushed against me and honestly, I wouldn’t have him any


    other way.


    Hisrge hands cup my thighs, his eyes staring straight at me as our foreheads press against each


    other. Silence ensue between us but its weing. Our heavy breathing is the only distinct noise


    surrounding us until I breathe out h oars ely,


    “Is this the part I wake up?”


    Raizel nuzzles his head against mine. His eyes are shut blissfully, expression soft and content as he


    mumbles.


    “No, I’m afraid not. Not this time.”


    A soothing silencees between us. Just him and I enjoying each other’s presence while we cling


    onto each other like leeches. No amount of contact seems to suffice for either of us. I raise my head,


    kissing his temple before dropping to his neck. I nt another kiss onto the curve that connects to his


    shoulder, relishing the way his heart raced like mine. The pulsing I feel against my lips brings at small


    smile to my face.