IMPRESS. [Book 1]

Chapter Thirty: Moans In Moonlight.

IMPRESS.

For those who didn't want details but still wanted to read... I've tried not to make this too dirty, it's readable, pretty simple in terms of details but hopefully still as effective...

Enjoy!

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Crawling above Zac on my bed I fell back flinching at the sudden piercing of abnormal agony growing in my body.

It was dark but the windows in my bedroom each shed the faintest moonlight where we laid.

I continued to quietly hiss at the aching of my back whilst my body was fixated on top of his territory.

Glancing down at Zac apologetically with watery eyes, I watched as his dark demonic, shadowed eyes softened at the sight of my faltering body.

In the same second, our bodies switched around and Zac's arms carefully rested my back down against the soft white sheets of my bed.

Shaking from the compression of my injured back against the mattress, I couldn't help but notice the glint of lust in Zac's pure night sky eyes which were lingering at my breasts.

I was naked, fragile and vulnerable.

It was his fault I was in pain, it was his fault that I had to be submissive, it was his fault that I was almost going to embarrass myself and cry right in front of him.

Zac hovered above my body momentarily before leaning down to my ear.

I was an on and off switch fighting on a battlefield, one second wanting it and the next second, not.

"Let me deep into your mind and I promise, I'll take the pain away," Zac whispered persuasively, teasing my ear by nibbling at the lobe.

My breathing hitched when I felt his stimulating breath fan my cheek and my eyes shut at the strange relaxation which flooded me.

He wanted me to open my mind enough for him to pull me out of this insane suffering.

I approved of the persuasive demand.

I liked it because for him not to get a grasp of my other thoughts with his ability, I could easily clear my mind before letting him in and think of nothing else but this moment right now.

The moment where this could have been him taking my virginity if it hadn't already been taken by a man I thought, a man I thou-

Never mind that really doesn't matter.

"You promise?" I breathlessly asked when Zac stopped nibbling at my ear and did something that always made my skin tingle in delight.

He kissed the skin below my ear and down my jaw prevailingly, lifting his face to stare down at me with his dark signature smirk when I gasped in satisfaction.

"Only for you," he lifted his eyebrows flirtatiously making me raise mine in suspicion with a small smile that I was desperately trying to get rid of.

I think I can trust him on this one.

For as long as my mind is clear and he keeps me under his compulsion, that is.

"Okay, impress me, prince..." I smirked back whilst challengingly questioning the prince and ignoring the pain which was surfacing again.

Zac effortlessly replaced the black in his eyes to a compulsion purple which I had become very familiar with.