The Boundary Line

Chapter 21

I was momentarily frozen as Tristan's warm, soft yet rough lips moved against mine.

At first I couldn't believe this was happening, but after the growl that came from Tristan's chest, I knew this was most definitely happening.

Tristan's lips had came down hard and impatient on mine, and now he was kissing me with such passion and urgency, I suddenly jumped to my senses after Tristan had completely caught me off guard.

I moved my lips against Tristan's full and demanding ones and closed my eyes as I landed on cloud nine.

Fireworks exploded behind my closed eyes and I shivered as a pleasurable sensation ran across my body and settled in my lower stomach.

My heart was thumping like a stampede of elephants and my palms were clammy as I stood like a statue next to Tristan.

I felt Tristan snake an arm around my waist and he pulled me flush against his hard chest. My hands landed on his shoulders and I closed my eyes as I wrapped my arms around Tristan's neck.

A throaty growl came from Tristan as he fisted my hair with a paw like hand and forced my mouth closer to his, if that was even possible.

Tristan's kiss was demanding and hard and I found myself having trouble keeping up with his pace. There was nothing soft or gentle about this kiss and it dimly made me wonder whether he was kissing me because he felt sorry for me because of his poor behaviour or because he just had to. Like he couldn't wait another minute without resisting.

However, as Tristan tilted his head to the side to have better access and the way he held me tight and close, it felt as if he needed and wanted this kiss just as my as I wanted and needed it.

Our lips moved feverishly over each other's and I broke off suddenly to catch my breath, but almost immediately my head was forced back up and Tristan's warm moist lips captured mine.

A moan escaped me as Tristan traced his tongue across my bottom lip. I was so consumed in the kiss and being this intimate with Tristan, I automatically opened my mouth, only for Tristan's strong and demanding tongue to instantly plough into my mouth and ravish my tongue.

A distorted noise came from Tristan as our tongues intermingled, our scents combining as one. I trailed my hands up and down the back of his neck, the soft silky strands of hair sliding through my fingers.

Tristan had somehow moved us to the wall without breaking contact and I gasped into his mouth as he gripped my thighs and hoisted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.

I took full advantage of this new position and tightened my legs around Tristan's waist, which earned me a throaty groan to come from him.

My chest was heaving heavily as I broke off from Tristan and filled my lungs with much needed oxygen.

Tristan's warm, calloused hands roamed every inch of skin that was available to him and my breath hitched as his large hand covered my breast.

My arms wrapped around Tristan's neck and I leaned my head into his neck, sighing in pleasure as he massaged me in a way I have never experienced before.

"No," he growled suddenly, the word barely audible as his expert lips latched onto my neck. His hot wet tongue sucked at my skin and I almost passed out from pleasure as he gently bit down on the place where I'd be marked.

"No," he repeated, his voice thick with lust. "I will never reject you," he said huskily as he trailed hot torturest kisses down my neck and along my chest.

"How can I reject something that is the most precious thing to me?" He whispered in my ear and pulled my earlobe into his mouth.

At any other point I would have laughed and told him that, that wasn't true. How could I be the most precious thing to him when he acts so indifferent?