WARNING :- This chapter contains heavy sexual content not suitable for young readers.
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“Deimos!” His name escapes my lips disguised a deep moan encaged in the depths of pure need. His fingers are tangled in my hair fisting the strands harshly angling my mouth to meet his. My fists bang upon his chest carrying heavy force with its hits. Yet it does not stop him.
Every time I turn my face away from him, he simply grabs my jaw to face him and takes my lips again. His large hand slides down and grabs my right breast clutching it tightly with a low growl while his thumb makes love to my hard nipple. My legs turn weak as they shake and shiver and I begin to lose my balance.
Deimos holds my hip with his right hand steadying me and his left palm meets the surface of the wall behind me whilst his lips never leaving mine. I tear my lips from his and speak before he devours them again. “Let me breathe, my male.” I say breathless trying to feed oxygen to my derived lungs.
He stares at me for a second his eyes slowly scanning my face stopping at my swollen lips. “Later.” He replies his voice deep and husky as he pounces on my aching lips again biting into them whilst thrusting his tongue. His hot tongue tastes every inch and corner of my mouth.
Gathering all of my remaining strength, I push him away as he stumbles backward surprise clearly hinting in his eyes. I quickly escape his oncoming hands and put space between us in the dark halls.
“Y-You need to calm down. Take a deep breath. Follow mine.” I tell him softly, breathing slowly to water down the burning tension between us. If we don’t take a breather we will start a wildfire.
He stares at me quietly raking his hooded eyes sparkling with lust all over my trembling body. He pays no attention to my words and takes a step forward, his arms lifted to grab me and I quickly dodge him.
“D-Deimos. What about the party?” I ask him my eyes never leaving his feet watching his every move.
A deep laugh leaves his chest as he licks his lips staring into my eyes, “Fuck the party.” He says taking another step forward to me.
“W-Wait! Let’s calm down first yes?” I try to stop him palm lifted facing him as I take another step back.
He tilts his head to the side hands in his pockets watching my movement. “I am calm, Lumina. The question is are you?” He asks taking another step towards me.
I am not calm! I am absolutely whatsoever not even a little calm. I need to breathe a little, my heart is beating so fast and my mind is in a frenzy. This is the moment I have been waiting for, urging him for. Yet I feel the urge to run. To run from him.
Lightning strikes outside and the flash drives through the large windows illuminating his face for a second. His eyes are burning, shifting from the green I love to the pitch black of his wolf. Eyes trained completely on me analyzing my every move. His upper lip lifted showing a hint of his fang. He is ready to eat.
It scares me but in a good way, pumping my blood fueling my excitement. I lick my trembling lips as my eyes search for a way out of this heated situation. My mind spouting thoughts that it will be a good thing to continue this dance of heat after we take a breather.
I shift my head to the side slightly as my eyes catch sight of the stairs behind me. If I run now I can make it. I will shut myself in a room for a while away from those thirsty eyes.
I take a trembling step backward keeping my eyes on him. His lips tilt showing a hint of a smirk. His eyes calculating my action only to look behind me and find the stairs. He growls loudly, the walls carrying the sound and I quickly stop standing still not making another move.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He says.
“What’s not a good idea?” I ask him playing stupid sneaking another quick step behind. Just a little more and I can run.
“Don’t run, Lumina. Face the fire. I promise it won’t burn you but bring pleasure of… all kinds.” He whispers licking his lower lip.
“Five minutes. That’s all I ask. I need to calm down.” I plead with him to let me go.
He shakes his head a devil’s smile on his face. “If you run, my wolf will take it that you want us to chase you. If he finds you after, he will gobble you up.” He says with a low growl. His body shifts in a stance preparing to pounce on his prey.
“You can control him.” I say my tone pleading.
“Come here, Lumina.” His tone is innocent as if he promises he wouldn’t do anything. But I know the devil that hides behind in disguise. My male commands opening his arms to encage me in. He takes a big step forward without my notice and that’s all it takes for me to run.
My feet carry me the rest of the way to the stairs. I put all my energy into climbing the steps taking two at a time trying to escape the claws of my predator. I almost scream when I feel a puff of hot breath on the back of my neck. I run faster. The game of chase now fueling the fire burning within us.
I hear the roar of my male catching up to me. A roar of hunger. My eyes find several rooms in front of me and I barge into one of them shutting the door softly trying not to alert him. Trying to catch my breath I hold my palm over my mouth, my chest heaving. I am so turned on. I calm myself closing my eyes as I wanted.
I gasp hearing footsteps in the doorway and I press my palm further onto my mouth blocking all sounds of me breathing. My heart pounds with anticipation with pure excitement. I bite my lip as the sound of claws scraping down the door reaches my ears through the loud beats of my heart.
The doorknob twists slowly and the door creaks open letting a stream of light into the darkroom. As the lightning strikes outside the window, my eyes find him entering the room swiftly.