Chapter 145
“Xan, oh, Xan.”
Orion’s kiss was forceful, almost frenzied, like a man crazed by an addiction, utterly consumed.
“Let go, let me go! Mmm!
Xanthea felt his bites and kisses fierce as if he were a wild animal at feeding time, her lips numb and painful, as if her skin was about to peel off.
Worst of all, she was running out of air; her mouth and lungs felt vacuumed clean, blinding flashes of light darting across her vision.
This rogue, this villain, not only dared to assault her but now seemed intent on suffocating her too!
Her feeble attempts to punch his solid chest became weaker, her breaths shallow and faint.
Just as she felt on the verge of passing out, Orion released her.
Like a reprieved prisoner, Xanthea pushed him away, gasping for fresh air. After a few moments, she regained some strength and glared at him furiously, “How dare you! An audacious rogue, assaulting a lady of my standing!”
He chuckled, a low, gruff sound from deep within his throat. He wanted more than just to dare; he wanted her.
Hearing his chuckle, Xanthea looked up, puzzled, only to meet his eyes, burning with an unsatisfied, feverish madness.
What did that look mean?
“Mmm!”
In a flash, he was upon her again, as if her moment to breathe was a mere timeout.
“How dare you, how dare you again! Mmm.”
Her punches, rhythmic against his chest, seemed futile and even carried a hint of unwilling attraction.
She thought she might pass out again from lack of air, but this time, the sensation of his lips and tongue sparked something unfamiliar.
It felt almost light, her resistance ceased, and she nearly wanted to close her eyes in involuntary surrender.
Terrified by this new sensation, she began to cry.
Her vulnerable sobs reached him, and, lost in a haze of lust, he reluctantly let her go, noticing her swollen, tender lips and her eyes, glossy with tears,
“Please, no More, okay? Please, I was wrong.”
Unknowingly, her plea made her even more irresistible, more vulnerable.
Orion pulled her close again, easing his own aching desire. Her curves fit perfectly against him, his gaze Intensified by the emotions swirling through him.
He thought, “Xan, Xari, are you trying to kill me?”
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Chapter 145
“Let go, you’re holding me too tight, you’re so strong.”
Xanthea complained softly, thumping his back lightly. As she kept hitting, a wave of fatigue overtook her, and she fell asleep right there in his arms.
Feeling the stillness in his arms, it took Orion a long time to gently relax his hold, gazing down at her excessively charming face, her breaths even and soft. He couldn’t help but lower his head and place a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“Xan, my darling.”
