Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond

Chapter 0273

- Josie -

His hands remain gripped on my waist as he steps me backwards, until I hit the table. A bark snaps him temporarily out of his lustful haze before he moves to the door, opening it and clicking his fingers for Lobo to leave us. As soon as the door is closed he turns to me, deep brown broody eyes meet sharp silvery grey.

He moves back...leaning into me, a coldness finding me as one of his hands moves off me to the table behind me. He reaches for my gun before pushing it aside.

"The safety is on." I murmur under my breath, my eyes watching his neck as he leans across me. A neck with no mark...I feel my own mouth opening, wanting to taste his skin. ""Wouldn't was a misfire."

"A misfire?" I start to respond until the air is whooshed out of my lungs as he lifts me up. His hands gripping around my waist still, as he hoists me up on to the table.

He moves me at such a speed that before I realise what he has done, he has already parted my knees, moved in deeper towards my crotch.

His hands moving down to cup my upper bum cheeks. I could feel the heat pouring out of him, that leather and sandalwood scent cocooning me.

"I shouldn't be here..." He states in a hushed tone as a hand reaches up, placing a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

my chest rising, it was becoming more difficult to breathe. The air around us restrictive. "It seems...." He starts, his thumb moving across my jawline before resting upon my

of making

hear my own heart rate spiking, he must be able to hear it, to

that out already, something about him is elusive...maybe that is what excites me. He had a mysterious broodiness about him, leaving

moves slowly across my lower lip, I let it pout out...before wetting my lips with my tongue to taste

hope you know what to expect Red, I

through my eyelashes, letting my

moves to my neck, holding me in place as his lips

mine, his grip around my neck tightens in a dominate gesture, a safe under his touch manner and I melt under his hold. There's something hot about a man wanting to take charge, that makes me want to surrender. Whatever game

across my lips and neck, my skin burning up with uncontrollable

across my lower lip, testing my resolve...testing how I like it. He was in for a bit of

across the back of his neck before firmly pulling him

tongue pushes out, in return licking across his lower lip before my mouth

tinge take on those broody brown eyes as a wanton growl emits