<i>Zephyrine </i>
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Slowly, he walked up to me, and I tried so hard to stand my ground, but I lost the battle the moment his nearness stirred a new sensation I couldn’t resist.
Before I could even take a step back, his hand had already circled my waist. He stared into my eyes, stripping me bare of all pretense.
“It’s my right to im your body, Zephyrine. You will always be my woman. You know the truth.”
I swallowed at the naked honesty in his voice. He was right. This was his right. I might have given back his ring, but I never returned his heart, which I took.
That made my body his right to im, yet I didn’t want to give in so easily. I was an Ashmere. I was supposed to be furious at him for killing my father, whether it was intentional or not.
“Is that why your beasts are marking their territory?” I asked softly, my voice unsteady. His
s searched mine in confusion
“My beasts?”
He sounded genuinely confused, and I dropped my gaze, sighing shakily.
“The runes areing back to my skin, and it’s painful this time. I need you to remove them like you did before.”
He looked surprised; his eyes showed it. He murmured to himself, still confused.
“None of my beasts marked you.”
At that, I lifted my eyes to him in anger. This pain had chased me for, and here he was denying it? Lycannar saw my rising anger, and his gaze softened further, his hold on me growing more tender.
“Can I see it?” he asked gently.
I lowered my gaze, thinking briefly. That was a trick. If Iid myself bare before him, I would lose all restraint. Could I still go through with it?
“Yeah,” I replied atst. Without another word, he turned me around to undo the zipper. His hands gathered my hair to the side as he slowly pulled the zipper down. When my back was
fully exposed, he paused, and I gulped at the sound he made.
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Silence fell. Everything seemed to freeze until his fingers softly brushed over my back, right at the spot where the runesy, and I sighed shakily.
“It’s like mind but… those runes… they’re not from my beasts,” he murmured.
I made to protest, but his fingers had already moved from my back, and his palm came to cover my breast from behind.
He leaned closer, whispering against my car,
“Those runes are mine. But I didn’t put them there this time.”
“Then who did?” I asked.
He didn’t respond with words. Instead, he answered by giving my breast a tender squeeze, making my eyelids flutter shut.
“Lycan…” I breathed.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised. “Just a quick one before you go.”
My gods. Against all reason, I knew I had to say no, but that wasn’t what came out.
Instead, I rolled my hips back against his hard length, and he breathed hotly against my ear. Sexy, dangerous, before we both lost control, letting the lust speak for us.
Lycannar drew the zipper downpletely, letting my gown pool at my feet. He guided me gently to the bed, his lips finding mine.
Together, kissing, heid me down, my head sinking into the pillow. We had onlye to talk, but our bodies demanded more than conversation. This was its own kind of discussion.
He kissed me again, brushing his lips against mine while his hardness pressed against me, heat pooling between my thighs.
“Get it off,” I muttered against his lips. “Your shirt. Trousers. Clothes. Everything. Now.”
I was losing itpletely. I surrendered, admitting defeat. If I was going to be wayward, then <i>I </i>would do it fully.
Lycannar saw the impatience in my eyes and obeyed at once. He undid the buttons of his shirt hurriedly, peeling it off to reveal his solid, gorgeous chest. Broad shoulders. A body built like sin itself.
I swallowed at the sight, but as he reached for his trousers, he seemed too slow,
“I have to go.” I said suddenly, moving away from the bed.
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He caught my wrist, but I jerked away, reaching for my dress. Lycannar moved instantly to
stop me.
“Zephyrine, calm down.”
“No, I won’t!” I snapped, shoving him with my palm against his chest.
He stared at me, and it hit me all at once. I was frustrated. Angry at myself for losing to him when I shouldn’t.
I looked away, blinking rapidly, telling myself it was just helplessness at his beauty. I was brainwashed. I should leave. For a moment, it almost worked.
I grabbed my dress to put it on, but he gently caught my wrist again. This time, he looked into my eyes, searching them for warmth, for understanding, his gaze apologetic.
“Zephyrine…” he said softly.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked back into his eyes as tears blurred my vision.
“Zephyrine, please.”
“I hate that I love you, Lycan,” I murmured helplessly. “I hate that I understand you. I hate so much that I want you.”
He searched my eyes, saw the depth of my pain and struggle, and tenderly released my wrist, stepping back. <fn81b7> Follow current nov?ls on find?novel</fn81b7>
“What should I do to make you love that you love me, then? Do you… want me to leave?”
I red at him for even suggesting it. He swallowed hard, then murmured,
“Fine. Do whatever you want with me. I’m all yours anyway. Anything, Zephyrine. Punish me however you want.”
That was it. He wanted punishment? Good. I stepped closer to him, staring into his eyes as I murmured,
“Take me back to that bed… and fuck me so hard. Too hard.”
His jaw clenched. That was thest straw. He looked at me onest time before obeying, his
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A man already crazed with lust, given permission to unleash it. I knew I was in for a hard treat.