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Chapter 16 - Without Words

Chapter 16 – Without Words

Fedor’s POV

This was nothing like the previous times we’ve kissed, this was lightening, thunder and air, oh air, I needed to breathe. The moment his lips left me, I took a sharp intake of air before he ravished my lips again. I wasn’t going to lie, the kiss was everything I imagined and more; I would not have minded dying this way but I needed to live. Chief was out of control and I had lost control, I wanted to stop him and at the same time I didn’t, finally my survival instincts took over and I managed to push him back a bit and greedily dragged as much air as I needed back into my lungs. We stared at each other before laughing at the entire situation. He kissed me again, this time not like a mad man who was thirty but a man who had found control, I could truly enjoy it now since I wasn’t grasping for breath. I missed the animalistic kiss but this was gentler, I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed without holding back. Complete, that was the word I would use to describe this, the ice cream scent mixed with his manly own drove me crazy. I had no idea how long we were tangled together, I had no recollection of when we had moved to the long bench under the tree or how I found myself sitting across his lap. His hair in my hands as he swallowed my whimpers. Yes, whimpers, I should be embarrassed by the sounds I was making but I had forgotten what Shame was and I was to go by anything, the hard-on I felt did not know shame either.

“Wait.” Chief pulled us apart, I was still on his legs, he licked my lips and frowned. “You’re bruised.” He whispered tracing my lips.

I swallowed, his voice had come out husky and deep, my nipples tightened and while under the cover of the moonlight, I felt like I could do anything and be anything. “Good,” I answered.

“No, not good.” He kissed me softly, holding me far but close enough that he was the only one that could control our movements. Our heads touching, “This … this was.” I had to believe that he was trying his best to stop kissing and touching me based on his groans as he kissed the corner of my lips, my cheeks, my nose, and my lips again and slipped in a tongue as if savoring the taste. I loved that I tested his control and I love the helpless look on his face when he stared at me. I felt precious and when he kissed me gently, I wanted to cry. Who on earth cried at something like this? I groaned internally and closed my eyes to wish the tears away when one managed to escape.

Chief licked the tears, I opened my eyes to meet his brown eyes that had darkened or maybe it was a trick of light. “Do you have any idea how beautiful and sensual you look right now?”

I shook my head, I believed that I had lost the ability to speak. How this had turned from the most aroused I’d ever been to the most vulnerable, I would never know. Does he know what he does to me? I wanted to ask as well. We stared at each other until it became awkward, I was a bit embarrassed, I thanked the stars for giving me enough sense not to grind on his laps, and I wanted to do that so badly.

“The seas! Fedor, you make me lose my mind.” He hissed when he saw another bruise at my back.

I grinned at him ignoring the pain that came from the bruise on my lips, “I have no regrets. It seems like you do not know your strength. Song.” I said his name out this time because I knew how unhinged it made him.

“Don’t Cali.” He grumbled.

I tried to lift myself off his legs, his hands held my waist immediately, I widened my eyes in question. “Song?”