Bound to love |BxB|

Chapter 15 [18K]

Alright peeps. It's time for the spice.

Enjoyy!
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It was one, small peck.

But I gasped like I would've been set on fire.

"Ah—"

Atticus ran his hand into my curls tighter, suffocating that moan by his lips. I withered, and for the deepening burgundy on my face, I let out another sound. 

They were wet.

My stomach fluttered, every part of me tingling. He was like stars on my skin, like a whole universe at the reach of my fingertips. He made my heart sing, my bones hum along with its melody, and my ears to paint it into colours beyond one's wildest dreams. He made my body belt out like never before.

I didn't want it to end. It was better than I could've ever thought– everything I had ever longed for.

But it was over way too soon, a quiet smack piercing the calm pitter-patter that hit our bodies.

My eyes flickered open slowly.

"Is that good?"

I batted my lashes once, then twice, trying to register the man's hoarse voice that carried a hint of amusement.

Except I couldn't. My head was too cluttered, not a thing other than his lips circulating through it. Soft, warm, wet... firm. He had taken control the moment he kissed me, in confidence that I so lacked. And that sample of experience was only from a small little peck. A kiss, a real kiss...

I shivered in anticipation– no, need.

I needed to feel him do it all the way. Kiss me like they kiss in the books. Hungry, desperate, without a sound of reason, as if my lips were the air and he couldn't breathe without it. Like he'd think I was desirable, like this thing between us would last forever.

"You liked it?"

I snapped my focus back, a pair of soft, golden eyes barraging into my vision. I flushed deep maroon, the colour sliding down my neck.

"W-Wh... what?" I stuttered.

Atticus' lips stretched into a broader grin, "Did you like it?" 

My mouth gaped open for a response, but at that exact moment, his finger swiped my jaw, and the words got stuck in my throat.

Out came only a whimper.

Embarrassment seized my features, and I quickly shot him a slightly panicked look. Like I had not meant to make that sound, as if I didn't know why it happened.

But he just smiled, a gentle edge in his voice. "It's okay, I'm just teasing you," his sharp canine flashed from between his grin, "you're too cute not to– I can't resist myself."

I went blank again, but the wariness in my eyes vanished.

Cute....

It was odd how he could mend my heart with just one plain word. He was making me trust again. But I still tested it, I would always test it.

"D-Did you... did you like it?" I asked in a whisper.

It was an honest inquiry that trembled in concern. I had no idea what he was thinking. He hadn't made any sounds, he wasn't blushing– he wasn't as affected as I was.

I had no idea whether he was feeling these same, strange things; the overpowering sensations that made me crave him so much that it took me everything to not dive into another, fiercer kiss.