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.

breathe. The air around us restrictive. "It seems...." He starts, his thumb

way of making speech difficult whenever

it, to sense

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

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

know what to expect Red, I don't do half measures." He says

measures." I look up at him through my eyelashes, letting my legs wrap around his back, pinning

holding me in place as

his lips crash into 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

an explosion of sparks across my lips and neck, my skin burning up with uncontrollable thirst that needed

licks across my lower lip, testing my resolve...testing how I like it. He was

reach up, tiptoeing across the back of his neck before firmly pulling him down into

lip before my mouth sucks on his lower lip...and gently

the fire ignite in his eyes, a red tinge take on those broody brown eyes as a wanton