Passion Plundered

Chapter Thirty-Three

Sana POV

As soon as the bloody package was out of sight and away from Tzuyu, I made a few calls.

"I'll be there in the next hour, for now I just need you to do that for me. I've already called the others."

"No problem." Mina paused on the other end of the line. "Is she okay?"

"She's a little shaken up, but I think she'll be good. I'll send someone up to watch her while I'm away." Even as I stood out of earshot in the kitchen, I could see Tzuyu staring blankly out the large paneless window of the living room.

She still looked fuckable as hell.

Her hair was a glorious mess, her lips swollen from the onslaught of my hungry mouth and one of the straps of her little top had fallen down her arm, exposing the delicious swell of her breast.

Damn! Now isn't the time, Sana!

But despite her obvious appeal at the moment, her delicious honey skin tone had gone completely white.
I needed to hold her.

As soon as I ended the call, I came up behind her. At first I was unsure of what to do, probably too afraid she'd reject me for some reason. But then she leant back into me.

We simultaneously let out a sigh of contentment before I wrapped my arms around her. She was so cold.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"You sure?"

She abruptly turned in my arms and caused exquisite friction with the movement. Maintaining direct eye contact, she said, "I'm fine, but even if I wasn't, what difference would it make?"

I was ready to sooth the poorly hidden terror in her eyes, when she reached for the back of my neck and pulled me down to her waiting mouth.

Just like that, I forgot everything that had happened in the last few minutes. Desire instantly engulfed me.
I slid my tongue into her mouth and swallowed her moan. Fuck! I'd tasted her not long ago, and I still felt like I had been starved of her taste.

When her fingers slipped through my hair and gave a firm tug, I lost it. With an inhuman growl, I dropped my hands to her full ass and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist while I tried to get us to the sofa.

I threw her onto the plush surface and practically ripped off my tank top, leaving me in a black sports bra—hot molten need almost making me see white.
But then I saw her start to unbutton her jeans, her hungry eyes never leaving my body. I even had the pleasure of seeing the lining of her white lace panties before I reached for her hands and stopped her actions.

I carefully sat beside her laying form and with fierce control summoned from the deepest parts of my humanity, I said, "We can't do this."

You fucking idiot, she's right here, ready for you! I tried to ignore the tormenting voice in my head.
"What are you talking about?" Tzuyu demanded, immediate rage filling her eyes. Then, so suddenly, the rage turned to palpable humiliation.

I grabbed her before she could bolt off the sofa. "It's not what you're thinking, Tzuyu. You know I want you. So damn much it hurts."

She refused to make any eye contact. Her cheeks and neck were flaming with deep pink coloring.

Great, now I've humiliated her.

"Listen... " I helped her sit up, but she still refused to look me in the eye. Hence, I snapped. "Look at me, goddamit!"

She flinched, but with a generous amount of attitude, gave me the rudest side glance a human being should never have deserved.

I willed myself to check my temper.