A snarl threatened to break through my lips as her beautiful hazel orbs stared into my eyes. I needed her to agree for
me to kiss her. There was no way I could get away from her now without feeling her lips against mine.
She’d given me quite a slap and my face still stung slightly from it. Nora would have been proud. It was another thing that
managed to make me want her more. I quite liked this side of her. Maybe training was helping her grow a backbone and stop
being some damsel in distress that I needed to protect all the time.
“Well, husband,I dare you.”
She didn’t know what she was daring me to do, didn’t fully understand. I would take that as a ‘yes’, nonetheless. Tightening
my grip around her waist even more, she didn’t flinch, didn’t budge, just kept eye contact with me.
I growled at her, my erection growing painful against my snug leather pants. If only she knew the power she had over me. I
desperately wanted to know exactly what she was thinking. Her mind's voice was a blur of mixed, conflicting motions. She
was asking herself what button she was pressing, if it was a good idea or if this was the way forward.
The rain continued to pelt down upon us, our clothes soaking through. I lowered my gaze to see her breasts peeking through
her white blouse and I had to control myself from lowering my hand to feel. We didn’t move for a single breath, her chest
tightly pressed against mine.
Daring the other to do something, to move, to breathe. Lifting my eyes back to hers, she was looking at my lips as her
tongue licked a path of her own. I wanted her.Neededher. Even when she angered me to the very pits of my soul, that pull was
still there. I knew where she was every moment of every day. Even in my dreams she would haunt me. Ornella was like a siren.
My siren.
What trick was the Goddess playing on me? Sending me someone who not only infuriated me but made me crazy with lust
and possibly even love.
She shifted, bringing her leg in between mine and I seized my chance. Pulling her face up until her lips pressed against
mine. Pushing my tongue through, it battled with her own, each of us trying to be the dominant one. She lifted her arms around
my neck, pulling herself upwards as a moan escaped her mouth.
That mouth. I wanted all of it.
There was nothing I could do to stop my hands as they pulled at the hem of her blouse roughly. Lifting it up, my free hand
found her breast. As I pinched her raised nipple, she sucked in a breath against my lips before continuing to kiss me deeply,
greedily.
I could easily lose myself to her, inside her. She could destroy me if she wanted. I hated how I had to push her away, to
keep her safe from my own darkness, even when my insides screamed for her touch.
Another moan and it was as if the voice in the back of my head shouted, and I suddenly let go. The cool air surrounded us