Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 172: Ki-hoon leaned in and finally kissed me

My heart was racing.

I could hear it pounding loudly against my ear.

"Jo-Pil," Ki-hoon called softly and asked, "Are you okay? You seem very nervous."

"I... I’m okay." I said. "I just..."

"Are you pushing yourself?" He asked. "If you don’t want to do this then,"

He was talking as if we were planning to do sothing big. We were just going to be kissing but I was so hesitant. My body wouldn’t move the way I wanted it to move and my heart wouldn’t stop pounding.

I was on top of Ki-hoon, and that made things even worse because when I sat on him, I couldn’t help but wonder what I would do if he ended up getting hard.

I an, I have seen him hard through his towel and his pants before and it was not a sight I was ready to behold bare.

Still, it would get really awkward if he got hard underneath and began to poke around. I know it wouldn’t be his fault since it was a result of constant lip stimulation with .

If he tried to clear his mind to avoid that from happening, then he wouldn’t be able to lose properly; I knew that fact. So, I couldn’t help but feel at odds instead of focusing on what I was supposed to be focusing on.

"Jo-Pil, then do you want to take the lead?" He asked, his hand roaming through my hair softly and then his thumb brushing my ear, causing to flinch as I nodded.

I couldn’t do it but the sa couldn’t be said for Ki-hoon. Even if he was nervous, he wouldn’t throw this chance away.

Besides, I was doing this to get over my trauma, so I think if I leave myself in his care, allow him to do whatever, and we that he doesn’t cross the line as he promised, I would get better.

I would see that the path I walked in the novel with Ki-hoon would never surface no matter what.

Ki-hoon leaned in and finally kissed .

His lips were rough against mine but he was gentle.

He kissed slowly and passionately to the point it felt like I was lting. Ah, it was too much.

I felt hot and sensual and all that stuff one felt when being kissed so passionately. Don’t ask ; I don’t know how to explain it, but I did feel the need to go deeper.

I ca to properly understand what I ant when I said I would distance myself from this act the last ti Min-Cheol and Ki-hoon kissed .

It was because I grew so weak to a single lip service that my mind went blurry and I lost my ability to think rationally. I lost the ability to even push them away if I wanted to.

It was the point when I felt the most vulnerable.

And it was because of this I decided to leave myself to Ki-hoon. What would he do in my most vulnerable mont?

Would he decide that this was his chance to finally get to himself, to get my first ti that he couldn’t get all those years ago, the first ti we were saving?

Would he decide to entice with his Pheromones and drown in pleasure?

All of this was a sort of selfish thought.

The kind of selfish thought that would lead to any action, so long the thinker got what he wanted.

And if Ki-hoon went ahead with any of these routes, then I’d say I was wrong to think that my fate in the novel would not repeat itself and that the danger had simply been lurking underneath the shadows, waiting for the perfect mont to surface.

’Kihoon, please don’t disappoint .’ I thought as our tongues swirled, saliva dribbling down the corners of our mouths. It was such a deep kiss that was mixed with the sweetness of our mouths and the sweetness of our Pheromones mixing in the air.

I simply assud I was releasing Pheromones even if I couldn’t feel it because how could I not when I was so stuck up in such ecstasy.

Who knew kissing felt so good?

And it was kissing with consent so just how would sex with consent feel like?

I couldn’t afford to entertain those thoughts, but I had it at the back of my mind, eating at my rationality and probing to move forward past the stage of just kissing.

The devil was on my shoulder, I tell ya. I could feel it.

"Haah, Hyung." I moaned against our lips, and my pants just couldn’t find ti to co out properly because Ki-hoon didn’t give enough ti to catch my breath, overwhelming .

I clenched his shoulders tight as my body trembled.

Then, he finally released my lips and kissed my neck. The kisses sent felt like I had electric eels wiggling around on my skin.

It was stimulating, and I gritted my teeth, holding back my moans, but that didn’t last as I felt him hit my neck.

He was an animal, this one.

This was how he bit that day as well.

He nibbled on my flesh and kept kissing down, spreading his scent all over my body and making unable to resist.

He trailed the kisses till he pulled down the neck of my loose shirt to expose my nipples.

They were hard and perking up as if waiting to be pinched or so. It was embarrassing, and my face was red, but I wished he would do sothing other than simply stare.

’Wait, no. He’s only supposed to kiss .’ I thought, biting my lips. But then another thought crossed my mind. ’But it’s also kissing if he kisses my nipple, right?’

I was going crazy.

Was this the thing they call, um, what was it again? Ah, yes, pent up.

It was as if I was pent up and just needed to blow off so steam. I wanted to do more.

’Then, should I just...?’

"We should stop here?" Ki-hoon suddenly said and I paused.

Huh? Why so soon?