Chapter 94


    Zenovia


    I felt Cahan go rigid as I ced my lips on his chest, slowly kissing him. And I heard the heartbeat


    under his chest.


    It was beating..no it was racing faster than a race car.


    “Curse be damned” He muttered and I looked up to see what happened.


    But all I saw was the fire burning in his eyes, raw and real. The golden orbs of his eyes were now two


    balls of liquid gold, the only stark contrast against the blues of the sky and water all around me.


    He let out a breath and then his mouth came down on me, hard.


    I barely let out a shriek as he began kissing me again, hungrily. I too responded feverishly as he tugged


    at my hair pulling my head back to give him better ess.


    Cahan had taken charge of the situation and heat red down there again.


    Goddess, how was I supposed to think of anything else when this man was kissing me?


    But he nned to do just more than kiss for he plopped me down and turned me around, my back


    mming into his.


    “What is wro-” I began but his hands traveled down and pushed my legs apart.


    And I sucked in a breath when his fingers began trailing up all the way up over the inner side of my


    thigh.


    I felt tingling shivers run down my spine as his hand stroked me and I tried not to shudder.


    This was hot.


    His fingers were stroking me, caressing me as he slowly reached up the lining of my panties. His thumb


    traveled along the edge, taunting me and checking my reaction.


    And an udy like voice left my mouth. A moan.


    Before I could stop it, another one left my lips as his thumb dipped inside, leaving me breathless.


    I shuddered as his thumb struggled to pull the fabric down. Due to the water, it was clinging to me like a


    second skin.


    He began drawing slow circles on my skin, under my belly and I gasped in anticipation.


    My senses were tingling and my muscles were on fire. They all wanted just one thing-him.


    But he was suddenly being so slow.


    The thumb trailed over the edge of the fabric again before I made an irritated noise. I thought I heard a


    faint chuckle as his hand dipped down, all the way down and he brushed it over my entrance.


    “Yes”


    I muttered and he kept stroking the sensitive skin, making me writhe in a blissful pain. But he was still


    hovering over the edges, never dipping inside.


    “Do it!!”


    I said and Cahan replied, “Do what?”


    “You know what” I replied irritatedly and he pulled his hand away and turned me around.


    “Ask me. Plead like you didst time” He demanded.


    Did he have some praise kink?


    “Fuck you”


    I replied and instead of him getting angry I saw a slow smile appear on his face. I just did not know why


    he drove me so mad at times


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    We would be kissing and suddenly throwing curses at each other and go back to making out again.


    Did everybody do that? I had no idea.


    “I know you want to” He answered and I realized it was the answer to my previous outburst.


    The sudden pain I had been feeling while twitching on the ground returned abruptly, making me lose


    my bnce. “know you want it too” I replied, trying to fight the urge to just grab him and finish what we


    had started.


    “But you are forgetting I own you. I can deny you


    and make you take care of yourself. Think again.”


    A wave of pure lust shot up from my core again and I felt my bones snap. Goddess, my wolf was


    making this so hard for me.


    I did not know what was her feeling and what was mine anymore as I answered, “Please, sate my heat.


    I beg you.”


    Cahan smiled and in a second, he pulled me up again and I did not need his threat of making me


    drown in the water. to make me close my legs around his waist.


    His lips found mine again, but only for a brief second. They left my lips and began traveling down,


    towards my jawline.


    I shuddered at the touch as he left slowly, trailing kisses down my jaw, every kiss fanning the mes


    inside of me.


    Yes. This is what I wanted. This is what i needed.


    His lips don’t just kiss me but his teeth softly bite into my skin as I moan and then his tongue snakes


    out, grazing that spot.


    I felt his touch and his lips on my skin even after he had traveled downward, each kiss smoky and fiery.


    His lips were kissing my shoulder de and I shivered delightedly. And then I was a goner when he


    slipped his thumb inside my panties.


    “Aah”


    I moan and I hear him speak, “You are a treat to touch and watch”


    What did that mean?


    I was just writhing in his arms, dangling through his waist as one of his hands held my head while the


    other kept stroking my


    entrance.


    And his lips had already begun traveling below my neckline. This was too much. How could he


    concentrate and make his body function?


    I was feeling so many emotions at a time that I did not know where to concentrate. I was just a puddle


    of heat while his hands and mouth were working independently, functioning perfectly fine.


    “Please” I moaned as his lips reached down and brushed my cleavage. I was not a girl with big boobs


    but I had a small frame.


    However, I had seen a definite rise in my otherwise t chest ever since I began training. Ordinary girls


    would take months to see a change in their bodies but I guess my werewolf genes helped me achieve it


    faster.


    In response to my request, his thumb finally dipped inside and I let out an audible moan. And before I


    could entirely immerse myself in the feeling, he pulled it out quickly.


    Meanwhile, his lips opened up as his teeth bit into my flesh again. I winced a little but he again flicked


    his tongue out and licked the spot, making me tingle.


    How did he even know how to evoke such an emotion? Had he tried it on many girls before me?


    The thought made a hot wave of jealousy course through me.


    I could not bear the thought of him kissing someone else, of him wanting someone else.


    I only wanted those eyes to look at me in that way,


    By now, I was definitely grinding my hips on him and I felt the bulge in his pants grow even more


    pronounced.


    This. This was normal like he said and I tried to quell the tinge of shame that tried to take root in my


    brain again.


    And based on the way, he was acting, I felt he wanted this too. He wanted me.


    At this moment, it was just us both, wanting each other.


    s circling


    His thumb my clit, sending ripples of pleasure and pain up my spine. I was shaking, writhing while he


    was watching my reaction, and enjoying it.


    “Do you like it?” He asked, bringing another hand up my face. This was pure torture.


    And I was willingly submitting to it.


    The thumb of his right hand began tracing the outline of my lips while his left thumb kept circling my


    entrance.


    “Y-yes” I answered meekly.


    “Louder, Zee” He spoke, and I heard the strain in his voice.


    “Yes,” I repeated.


    And before I knew he plucked me off his waist, deposited me on the ground, mming my back against


    his broad chest, and dipped his thumb and his forefinger inside of me.


    “Aaaaah,” I cried and he smirked, “Now, that’s the kind of loud I want”