Warning: Mature content in the Chapter
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Evaline:
I scanned his face when he pulled back after placing a soft feathery kiss on my chin, and found his eyes filled with desire that made butterflies flutter in my stomach.
I opened my mouth but words refused to co out. Instead, my slightly parted lips invited yet another kiss. This one was soft too. His tongue gently traced my lips, making gasp and gave him the entrance he sought.
His tongue invaded my mouth as one of his hands trailed down my shoulder, then my arm, before he found my palm and entwined his fingers with mine.
Our tongues danced together, fueling our building desire further instead of quenching it. He only ended the kiss when I was almost out of breath.
He pulled away from my mouth only to trail wet kisses down my throat. "Stars, Eva," he groaned into the crook of my neck before lightly nipping on the skin, forcing a gasp out of .
I felt like I was floating.
His touch was both grounding and electrifying. With his one hand supporting his weight, he pulled out his other one from mine and started trailing it down the curve of my waist, causing my skin to erupt in goosebumps. I arched into his touch instinctively, my breath catching when his lips sucked on a spot right on the swell of my left breast.
Each kiss was leaving a trail of warmth, and when his tongue finally closed around my aching nipple, I lost all control. A soft moan escaped before I could stop it.
He groaned softly, as if feeling contended by my response. He gave the bud another lick. Then another.
"Do you have any idea," he whispered while tilting his head up to look at , his voice roughened by restraint, "what you are doing to ?"
I blinked at him as my heart hamred in my chest. "You are not exactly innocent either."
A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as he stared at with that intense, erald gaze. "I’m trying to be good, little mate."
"Don’t," I whispered as I let my fingers ran through his soft locks. "Just... be with ."
Sothing in him shifted. His jaw clenched, and he lowered his head again, and this ti... it wasn’t just a lick that I received. This ti, there was no patience - only heat. Want. Devotion.
I moaned as he sucked the nipple, played with it until my core was clenching with need. And when he stopped, it was only to shift his attention to the twin.
My hands found his bare back, exploring every line of muscle, every shift of strength beneath his skin. His body moved over mine, pressing into the mattress, and yet sohow he was still careful - still controlled. Always aware of . Of the child I carried.
That care made ache for him even more.
When he had played enough with my nipples, he started his journey south. His mouth left trails of kisses down my abdon, over my belly where he stayed for a mont. The kisses he placed there weren’t the ones filled with desire... but love.
I felt the back of my eyes burning when I realized what his gesture ant, and how much it ant to .
A lump ford in my throat when he looked up and I found his eyes shining with a similar emotion.
"I have wanted this for so long," he murmured against my skin. "Even when I told myself I hated you... part of still wanted you."
My heart twisted. "I know," I said softly, threading my fingers through his hair. "I felt it. Every ti you looked at , it was like you were fighting yourself."
"I was." He accepted. "I was angry. At you, at myself... at the bond. I didn’t want it. I didn’t want you."
He moved up and cupped my face gently. "But the truth is... I didn’t know you. I only knew the version of you who was my parents’ murderer’s daughter. And the more I saw the real you, the harder it beca to hold onto that hate."
My throat tightened. I blinked rapidly to fight the tears threatening to spill.
"You were brave," he continued. "So damn brave. You endured everything we threw at you. And you still held your head high. You still protected others. You still kept your heart open."
"I didn’t have much choice," I whispered. "It was either fight... or be crushed."
He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I’m glad you chose to fight," he said. "Because if you hadn’t, I would have never known what it felt like to be loved by you."
He brushed his thumb over my cheek as he continued, "I know I have taken too long to say this, but I’m sorry, Eva. Sorry for how I and my brothers treated you in the past. Sorry for destroying your family and pack. Sorry for destroying your life. You don’t have to forgive . I just want you to know that I’m aware of my mistakes and genuinely feel regretful."
I shook my head, trying hard to keep the tears from spilling. "I have long forgiven you. I have had my prejudices against you just because you were one of the Rogue Alphas. But with ti, I realized the real is so much more than just that identity. And I love that real you, Oscar."
His eyes widened the mont he heard confessing my love, and surprisingly, the one who ended up crying first was him. Tears stread down his cheeks as he cupped my face.
"I love you too, Evaline Greystone. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone. I love you so damn much..."
I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I pulled him down into another kiss, tasting the raw truth in his words, the ache in mine. The air between us grew heavy again, our bodies aligning as if guided by instinct alone.
His touch was everywhere - my waist, my hips, my thighs - slow and reverent, never rushing. Every kiss he gave felt like a silent vow. I responded to each one with my own wordless promise, my body arching into his with a kind of desperate need I had never known before.
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