Chapter 193 

The soothing motions of his thumb rubbing circles into my hips fed the fire burning between us. 

Raizel slid his hands behind me, resting his fingers at my back. Those slim digits followed the spine of the dress’s zipper, moving up until he found the clip of the dress near the neckline. 

I shivered when his fingertips grazed against my neck. 

He unbuttoned it, taking the zipper between his fingers and slowly–infuriatingly slow–dragged the metal down until the fabric covering me slid off. 

A small part of me, the conscious part that isn’t so affected by lust, worries the dress will get dirty on the floor but I don’t have much time to dwell on the thought when Raizel’s teeth nip at my shoulder. A sigh leaves my lips. I roll my lip in between my teeth, shutting my eyes at the feel of his lips brushing over the curve of my breast. This sinful man pressing himself harder into me against the wall erases any lingering though of stopping. 

He kissed me there, moaning into my skin when he slid his hand between my legs to cup my mound. 

My soaking mound. Throwing my head back, I arch into him, gasping into the air with a silent plea. I 

was burning under him. Needed him to put out the fire he lit up. 

“So beautiful.” 

He mumbled hoarsely, dragging his lips down between my breasts, taking the cups of the bra in 

both hands before ripping it apart with one long tear. 

Goddamn. 

I gape at him, watching how he carelessly threw both parts of the torn undergarment over his 

shoulder without care. Noticing my expression, he gives me a coy grin before dipping his head down 

to take a nipple in his warm mouth. Without taking his eyes off mine, he drags his lips over the 

hardened bud and smirks. 

His teeth nipped, taking the pebbled flesh captive before rolling his tongue up and over my flesh to 

soothe the slight ache. I couldn’t help the twitch of my hips, my body feeling the need to grind 

against him. So I did. 

Moving my chest into him, I sought after his lips, tugging him by the hair until he looked at me. Seeing his blissed out expression had me reeling with overwhelming lust. My wolf purrs in my mind, agreeing with every little thought running through me. Before he can say anything, I catch his mouth with mind, biting at his lower lip until he groans out in satisfaction. 

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‘Goddess did he sound so hot. 

moved down, trailing the tip of my nose against his neck and reveled at the way he shivered. I breathed in, barely containing the moan threatening to slip from my lips at his scent. 

“Want you-” 

I mumble, licking at the junction that connected his neck and shoulder before leaving small bites at the skin. The lust engulfing me drove my actions, hardly even aware of how my hands found the hem of his shirt. He didn’t protest and lifted his arms, allowing me to move his shirt up his muscled torso so he could yank it off completely. 

I felt my body hum with thick temptation. 

His strong, lean, firm body on full display for me and me alone. The need to run my hands all over him was far too much to ignore and from the way his pupils were blown out with lust, he didn’t mind at all. 

Suddenly he lifts me into his arms and immediately I wrap my legs around him. His hands hold me up by my ass, chest pressed against chest as I let him carry me to the bed. I wind my arms around him and pull him close. Kissing the nape of his neck, I groan when the hardening bulge in his pants brushes against my core. A ripple of pleasure spikes through me. 

“You have me, sweetheart.” 

He whispers, tossing me to the bed with a bounce. 

He quickly unfastens his belt, pulling the leather strip from the belt loops around his waistband. I feel my mouth water as he kicks off his shoes and unzips his pants. In less than a blink he’s hovering on top of me, lips just barely grazing mine, 

“Always.” 

And then he kisses me, mouths moving in sync with the roll of his hips between my legs. How did he 

already settle there? I hardly noticed. His hands run down my waist, tugging me impossibly closer 

until he eliminated every inch separating us. Curling his fingers around my underwear, just like the 

bra, he tore the flimsy fabric right off of me. 

“I can’t believe you’re real.” 

He groans, pulling away to look at me. He’s kneeling up, staring down at me with wonderment in his eyes. A hint of melted silver swimming in his greys. Under his heated gaze, I felt vulnerable, exposed but undeniably loved. The small smile on his face that could easily been missed warms my heart. 

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“Real.” 

He mumbles in disbelief, leaning down once more to kiss his way down my chest. 

“Real.” 

I confirm, arching myself into him when he dips his fingers between my slick folds. 

“You smell so good, doll.” 

he sounds pained, slipping his fingers to my clit. He rubs slowly, moving the pads of his fingers in a circular motion before sliding them down to gather my wetness. 

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