Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Brooklyn

At first, I pound my hands against Aden's chest, desperate to break free from him.

But he holds me tight against him, with that arm wrapped around my waist, his fist wrapped in the hair at the base of my neck.

I'm locked in place as he moves his mouth against mine, his movements slow, controlled, taking his time as he explores the contours of my lips. Savoring the experience.

Yes, Lena growls. Finally.

A breathless moment passes. And then, damn it, my body betrays me.

I stop beating at him with my fists, distracted by the softness of his lips, the expert way they slide over mine, at the feel of his tongue moving exploratively over my bottom lip.

I feel my own mouth fall open, obeying his demand for entry, allowing him to slide that tongue into my mouth and press it urgently against my own.

He tightens his arms, growls deeply, and I hear a moan escape me as he pulls me away from the door, bending me backwards at the waist.

His mouth is sealed against mine, kissing me with a demand that makes me want to submit, makes me want to follow his every command.

Makes me wanted to be bonded to him like this forever.

Suddenly, my hands are in his hair, my eyes sealed shut as he slides the hand around my waist, and then lower, down to grab the curve of my ass, to press me closer against the swelling thickness of him that I can feel pressed against my abdomen.

Still holding me tight against him with that hand on my rear, Aden takes his mouth off of mine suddenly, a low laugh escaping him.

I blink, panting, returning to myself in a flash and feeling the rush of embarrassment and panic.

I freeze, and then I shout as I pull my hands from his hair and begin to shove against him with all my might. But he doesn't let me go-not an inch.

Instead, he continues laughing that low laugh, holding me tight against him.

"You see, little one?" he murmurs, watching me, taking pleasure in my futile struggle. "Why would I be jealous when I can do this any time I want?"

turning into a little roar of fury, and he holds onto me for a second

he releases me. I skitter away from the door, glaring

a monster,"

eyebrow. "Monster or not,

out the

night, Brooklyn," he calls as I stomp up the stairs towards

I don't look back.

slam it shut

in my pillow and burst into

charge with Aden. That I could rile him and use his...his attraction to me for my benefit. But today, everything had proved to me that

Both had played

sometimes. It is so mortifying, realizing how

is playing chess, and I'm

And alone. I pull my pillow over my head,

I wouldn't give to go back to

stupor is my stomach, which gives a mighty growl at around one a.m., when I've been laying in

what must be a few

en

t

wondering if it was Aden pressing me up against the door or Colsen feeding me

way, I need

sneak out into the hall, pulling my door softly

of milk in the kitchen and

stairs, but just as my foot hits the landing I

a soft noise,

except my eyes, which dart around looking for the source of the

moves but...yes. There it

and find

careful not to make a

when I lean down and

as I do just that, my suspicions are

that

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