Chapter 62
Aubrey
Sóren leans closer, brushing my lips softly with his, and I am stunned for a second, frozen when he does because I expect it when his family is around, but not something I expected when we can drop the facade and are alone.
Soren pulls away but doesn’t move from between my legs. “Give him a dose of his own medicine,” he whispers, his lips grazing mine as he speaks.
I stiffen, my heart pounding in my chest. His words echo in my ears, an interesting premise that holds the potential for sweet revenge, one I never thought of before. My mind fills with images of Rhett’s face, imagining him receiving the same punishment he forces me to endure each night, his jealousy flaring when he realizes what is causing it.
But then reality sets in and I realize how dangerous this could be. If Rhett found out about Soren and me, there’s no telling what he would do. He has a quick temper and I’m sure he will come hunting me again, and if the king believes his lies I may find myself locked in his dungeon or worse dead. Soren’s hands move, his fingers finding my wrists as he pins them above my head.
“Is that a good idea?” I ask Soren tentatively, not wanting to confuse this entire situation even more than it already is.
He places a hand on my cheek, his touch gentle and
reassuring. “Do you not trust me?” he says softly, looking into
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my eyes with sincerity.
“It’s not that… It’s..”
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“I’m not your mate Bree, I won’t hurt you, not like that anyway.” he murmurs, his lips caressing against my jaw. And just like that, all logic flies out the window and I suddenly want what he is offering. He won’t hurt me, not like Rhett. He couldn’t even if he tried. Rhett has destroyed our bond, he obliterates it every damn night, so anything Soren does will never compare to that pain. Despite that a nagging voice tells me to say no but I don’t want to.
But it’s not just about revenge. There’s a need stirring inside me, a hunger that Soren awakened, and now it screams for connection, to feel wanted even if it means nothing to Soren.
A flash of pain strikes through me, pulsating with the bitter reminder of the rejection that still tears at my soul. But then something else bubbles to the surface – a primal need for retribution, a desire to make him feel a fraction of the torment he has inflicted upon me. As Soren’s mouth meets mine again, I surrender, sinking into the kiss with an unexpected ferocity.
His lips move against mine, drawing out a side of me I barely recognize but can’t deny. A piece of me that I don’t want to deny either.
It’s a side that wants to oblige him, to take his medicine and serve it back to him with interest- a primal need for retribution, a desire to make him feel a fraction of the torment he has inflicted upon me.
His lips descend onto mine, a magnetic force pulling us together and it’s intoxicating. The taste of him, like wild honey mingled with the smoky hint of whiskey, ignites a fire within
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me that I’ve never known but can’t resist. It’s a part of me that has been dormant, waiting for this very moment to be awakened.
His mouth moves against mine with a slow, deliberate rhythm that sends shivers cascading down my spine. My fingers tangle in his hair as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring the contours of my mouth with an intensity that leaves me breathless.
Raw desire surges within me, his kiss is potent medicine, and I find myself craving more. The heat between us builds until it’s almost unbearable, a sweet torment that makes my heart
pound wildly in my chest.
Breaking away from him is like tearing myself from the most exquisite dream. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I look into his eyes – twin pools of obsidian darkened by his Lycan side coming forward and I know mine match his.
He smiles mischievously, dipping his head. His tongue scrapes across the seam of my lips as his teeth nip and tug on the bottom one. I try catch my breath. He groans
“Are you sure about this?” I question, doubting my ability to play his game successfully, Soren won’t hurt me, but I think I may hurt myself. Soren simply gives a wicked grin, his lips brushing against mine as he whispers in reply.
“I should be asking you that?” he laughs. “But I’m all for teaching your mate a lesson.”
My heart throbs in my chest. This is new territory for me – being so intimate, not just physically but emotionally, too and
I don’t think he realizes the war going on within me.
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