My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 145

“Xan, oh, Xan.”

Orion’s kiss was forceful, almost frenzied, like a man crazed by an addiction, utterly consumed.

“Let go, let me go! Mmm!

Xanthea felt his bites and kisses fierce as if he were a wild animal at feeding time, her lips numb and painful, as if her skin was about to peel off.

Worst of all, she was running out of air; her mouth and lungs felt vacuumed clean, blinding flashes of light darting across her vision.

This rogue, this villain, not only dared to assault her but now seemed intent on suffocating her too!

Her feeble attempts to punch his solid chest became weaker, her breaths shallow and faint.

Just as she felt on the verge of passing out, Orion released her.

regained some strength and glared at him

a low, gruff sound from deep within his throat. He wanted more than just to dare; he

only to meet his eyes, burning with an unsatisfied,

that look

“Mmm!”

was upon her again, as if her moment to

dare you, how dare you again!

chest, seemed futile and even carried

thought she might pass out again from lack of air, but this time, the sensation of his lips

she nearly wanted to close her

this new sensation, she began

reached him, and, lost in a haze of lust, he reluctantly

More, okay? Please,

her even more irresistible, more