NovelUSAChapter 63 There's a part ofthat's still terrified, that's screaming forto push him away and run, knowing in the end, when his parents leave, and I serve my purpose, he'll get rid ofand I will be the only one hurt, but at this moment I don't care. I just want the pain to stop. But there's another part of me, louder and stronger, that craves more.
His hands roam down to my hips, and with one swift movement, he pulls my leg around his waist. Our bodies flush against each other. He pulls back to look at- really look at- his blue eyes blazing with anticipation.
"So are you sure about this? We don't have to have sex," he breathes out, his voice barely above a whisper. "I won't take that from you," he tells me. touching you is enough to hurt him," he tells me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI swallow hard, looking into those piercing blue eyes filled with concern and something else - something raw and hungry. Nodding slightly, I pull him back down onto me.
In response to my silent confirmation, his kisses grow wilder - less timid and more demanding, while mine mirror his intensity.
I realize then that Rhett was wrong for turning away from me. I'm not an innocent girl anymore who's afraid of her desires. I' m a woman who knows what she wants, and right now, I want Soren. And if this is also what it takes to show Rhett the mistake he made, then so be it.
0.00% O < Chapter 63 288 iVouchers As our lips collide and the kiss deepens, a soft whimper escapes my lips. My mind is no longer filled with thoughts of Rhett, but instead, it's consumed by the man who holdsin his strong arms. His scent permeates my senses, intoxicating me, and his kisses ignite a fire withinthat I can't ignore. Soren's presence engulfsentirely; his overwhelming masculinity sends a jolt of desire straight throughthat leavescraving more.
His touch isn't just about lust, though that certainly plays its part. There's also an unexpected sense of comfort and security that eases the lingering pain of Rhett's rejection. It's as if Soren's embrace has becmy haven from the storm of betrayal that still rages within me.
Rhett's face may have been the catalyst for this moment, but now it belongs solely to Soren. His touch erases past heartache while simultaneously creating an insatiable thirst for more a thirst only he can quench. As Soren groans, his lips trace a path down to my jaw and further down my neck, causingto gasp when his teeth graze where a mate mark should lay.
He must notice my hesitation because he pauses briefly before whispering reassuringly into my ear. "I won't mark you," he says gently but firmly, misinterpreting my hesitance as fear of being marked. That wasn't the fear at all; rather it was a sudden awareness - my wolf side recognizing his scent and teeth - growing excited despite him not being our mate or even belonging to our species.
His lips find mine again in a fervent kiss that consumes every ounce of my attention. The taste of him is intoxicating and draws a moan from deep within me-a raw and primal sound that makes Soren growl in response, his own desire mirroring 31.12% O Chapter ad 288 Vouchers mine. His hands explore my body with a sense of urgency, stoking the flames of desire that burn brighter and hotter with each touch. His scent - a heady mix of woodsy and masculine - fills my senses, stirring my wolf side further into a frenzy.
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With every brush of his lips against mine, every caress of his hand over my body, I feel more alive than I have in weeks Thoughts about tomorrow or the consequences of our actions are far from my mind, despite knowing this is just complicating the scam I am going along with.
In this moment, there's no room for thoughts about Rhett or Bianca or past betrayals. There's only Sgrem andand the raw desire shimmering between us like a palpable force. His hands roam over my body with a sense of familiarity that both comfortsand stirs an ache deep within.
Everywhere Soren touches feels hot, set ablaze by his caress. A soft moan ves escapeswhen he moves lower corban yet again his lips tracing across my collarbone when suddenly the door bursts open. We both freeze as Max rushes into the room, stopping at the side of the bed as his wide eyes move from his father to me. He's wearing dinosaur pajamas that seem too innocent for what he just walked in on. "What are you doing?" Max asks innocently while heat floods my face with embarrassment.
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