𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅

chapter forty-six

Emriana

Drakkar moved over my lips, sinking his teeth into my upper lip before slowly sucking the skin. His lips were rough, but the kiss was somewhat gentle and passionate. The motion made my body flare up with embarrassment as I felt the eyes of Zeke and Zander watching the scene. I tried to break away from the kiss, but his fingers found their way into my hair, gripping it with passion, and pulling me back to his chest. 

Every thought in my mind was blurred as his movement became more aggressive, my lips feeling swollen as he switched to my bottom lip, sucking it with intensity as his warm mouth covered my own. 

As much as I kept repeating to myself that I should be pushing him away, I couldn't bring myself to move. I should yell at them for lying to me. I should yell at them for not being honest with me. I should yell at them for taking advantage of the situation. I should yell at them for thinking he could just kiss me like that. I should want nothing to do with them. I should want to leave and never talk to them again. I should definitely not be enjoying this. 

You're better than this. 

Push him away. 

"You're so fucking gorgeous," my self-control was gone as I started moving my lips against his own, trying to replicate his movement to the best of my ability. I knew I would regret it later, but I couldn't seem to care as his grip on my hair softened, and started to stroke it instead, making my heart flutter. He chuckled against my lips, probably at my poor kissing skill, and I bit his bottom lip in response. He let out a low groan as he tilted my head to his level. He licked my bottom lip, and I laughed against his lips at the feeling.

"S-Stop acting like Akira," I opened my eyes to see him giving me a playful glare. My breathing was uneven as I giggled.

"Don't compare me to that pile of fur," he grunted as he caressed my cheek with the side of his knuckles.

"I will if you do that," he rolled his eyes at my comment before a smile I had not seen in months etched over his face.

"It means open your mouth, little one," he spoke before attacking my swollen lips once again, leaving me breathless. I did as I was told, not knowing what to expect, and I squealed as his tongue leaped inside my mouth. His grip on my hair loosened as he lowered his rough hand to the back of my neck, pulling me even closer to his body. I almost lost balance as my hand gripped his black tunic.

New hands slowly stroked my shoulders and my back before I felt a pair of lips on my neck, making me shudder. I heard Zeke's sexy chuckle, which made me whine in frustration. I tried to smack his arm at where I thought he stood, but my hand was caught instead.

"You taste like oranges, princess,"

A warm set of lips placed soft kisses on every one of my fingers, taking their sweet time before doing the same thing to my knuckles. It tickled, and I pulled away in reflex a few times, but my hand was tugged back each time. The lips slowly moved up to my wrist, making my body tremble at the touch.

I released a weird sound as the lips on my neck grazed a sensitive area. Drakkar was still exploring every corner of my mouth as I stood there like a gaping fish, still not knowing what to do.

I tried to move away from the lips attached to my neck as the kissing turned into a sucking sensation. Why was he sucking my skin? The motion made me stumble a couple of times until a hard body settled against my back and wrapped a secured arm around my waist, sandwiching me between Drakkar. The hand on my stomach slowly caressed the skin over the dress, and my whole body burned under their touch for some reason.