Dangerous Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 15

Warning: Rated R Chapter.

This is a mature book. But just in case: Rated R chapter. 

If you want to skip..., please go to the final two to three sentences

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Arya's alone. Devonshire eyes widened as he realized he left Arya unattended. "Take care of them!" He shouted, point to the dead bodies on the floor, already running up the stairs.

Fear mounted him like a hurricane, the noise between his ears roaring out all thoughts of calm. He burst through the house. Want and need jerking his soul into the unimaginable. The bell was a warning symbol for the pack that someone has broken it.

The downstairs, currently, was a warzone. They won, but it was still bloody like hell. Those rogues were hired to either weaken the pack or take his mate.

He felt his animal arise in him. His fangs punched down as he ran through the house.

Arya!

The monster he tried to hide for so long was scratching out. He wanted her. Now!

Arya please be fucking fine! He growled, realizing if anything happened to her, he wouldn't survive.

He burst into her room, kicking the locked door open into wall.

A scream echoed in the room and Devonshire's eyes turned black. But all he found was his mortal sitting in horror on her bed, her hand mid-drawing.

His animal exploded as his fear disintegrated. In two steps he was in front of her, panting heavily. My Arya. Mine!

"Z-Zadimus?" She questioned in curiosity. God she was so fucking beautiful. He just wanted to drink her in forever. He wanted her to be his, immediately.

No one would ever think about laying their hands on her again!

The animal in him howled in agreement.

Time to finish this, now. She will be his, and she will do it by her choice! He lunged for her and kissed the goddess.

~ WARNING: RATED R SECTION BELOW~

Arya's shocked yelp was muffled by his mouth hard across her own. Her senses melted as he invaded her mouth, slipping in his tongue and coaxing hers. Warmth bloomed in her lower parts as her chest tightened

Her eyes fluttered shut as pleasure glimmered within her, her hands curling around his neck and into his thick lush black hair. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she took his invasion with hunger. The last kiss left her ravishing.

Zadimus's strong arms wrapped around her petite body and lifted her up as if she was a toy he was afraid was to be stolen.

The room flew around her. She gasped as the wall crashed into her. She was trapped. Solid muscle on one side, pushing her hard into the wall on the other. Their tongues danced like ripples of water. Arya's legs wrapped around his torso as he kept her pinned to the wall. Fire singed her skin where his touched her.

He growled, breaking the kiss. Arya gasped for air. His hands restrained her arms above her head and to the wall. She was totally immobile and she liked it.

"Be mine." He begged.

"W-what?" She panted.

"Please. Be mine. I won't force you." Devonshire began to loosen his grip, letting her slowly slip back to the ground.