𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

{Plot 3}• CHÀPYÊR XXIII

♡𝘼𝙐𝘿𝙍𝙀𝙔♡

I watched him stroll in, his form completely swallowing the whole room and making it feel smaller with his large presence. I followed my ladies to genuflect, my eyes remained locked with his dark onyx ones. I watched as his eyes wandered over my frame as I rose slowly. Then they stopped to drink in my face, registering the two strands left to frame the curve of my face while the rest of my hair had been braided up and pinned to the rest of my curls.

Dark tendrils of hair was pulled into a low bun, leaving some to fall into his face perfectly, leaving just enough of his perfectly angled features out to the eye to admire. His stubble had grown out, making him look older and even more physically attractive with it. I wanted to run my nails over it and smooth it over with my fingertips, feeling the sharp, rough texture against my soft pads. Snatching my eyes away I felt the blood rush to my cheeks at the thoughts that had begun to swarm my mind. He slowly stalked towards me, his hands folded behind him as usual, but the way he walked, like a man with a clear intention in mind, a determination, an urge that he would make sure to get to.

He stopped in front of me, completely spellbound by each other's presence, everyone just seemed to blur and blend in with the background. It was only us two that mattered. Fishing for my hand he takes firm hold, his calloused hand engulfing my little clear ones and bringing them up to his lips. Making sure my gaze was locked on his he proceeded to press a lingering kiss to my knuckles, his gaze shifting to my exposed cleavage. He leaned down, his distracted gaze on my naked chest making me squirm quietly. His face was only mere inches away, his hot breath fanning against my face, our heartbeats in sync, our veins burning with desire, love and passion for one another. It was so intense, like a thick mist of caramel surrounding us.

I was certain our arousal was in the air, probably making my ladies gaze away in embarrassment but I was too busy with all my attention on the male wolf in front of me who had captured all my senses in his right fist and wasn't letting go. Honestly I didn't want him to let go either.

Bringing my other hand to his jaw, I trail my nails lightly across his stubble, effectively making his gaze snap up to meet my dark shards filled with amusement and mischief.

"You look.. Fuck" he spoke lowly, a tortured groan escaping his throat making my eyes widen in remembrance to the company we had in the room. Luckily they got the memo and scurried out, throwing me thumbs up and winks on their way. Once the door was pulled shut it was only us in the room. "I can't guarantee this dress of yours will stay on the rest of the night love. You're really testing my patience. I'm trying to save myself till marriage baby" his voice was strained, his gaze hard with desire telling me how provoked he was by the dress I had on.

A giggle burst out of my throat, "You like?" I spoke teasingly, swaying my hips.

"Fuck.. Baby" he hissed, grabbing onto my hips firmly stopping my movements. A gasp fell out of lips as he suddenly pulled me to his body, carving his length into my lower belly, making my eyes widen and my cheeks blaze.

"You see what you're doing to me? If you don't want me to rip this pretty dress right off you- letting every speck of self control I've tried to keep, every muscle in my body is twitching craving you. Craving to have your skin on mine, to forget every fantasy I've had of trying to wait and drive my dick so hard up your sweet juicy pussy that you'll be left feeling me for weeks" his voice raspy, coaxing my skin as he began to knead my ass, making a stiffled moan climb out of my throat. "Now baby, do you really want to test me? Because I don't mind making the entire castle hear you scream out my name. We can forget our plans and take a rain check"

His words so deliciously crude yet sexy, everything he was. Big, dark, handsome and with looks to back up every single tantalising fantasy he carried around and managed to imbed in me. It was tempting, his words went straight to my lower belly, igniting a deep ache between my thighs. I let out a whine, my mind conflicted.