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.

Xanthea pushed him away, gasping for fresh air. After a few moments, she regained some

gruff sound from deep within his throat. He

looked up, puzzled, only to meet his eyes, burning with

that

“Mmm!”

upon her again, as if her moment

how dare

his chest, seemed futile

but this time, the sensation of his lips and tongue

light, her resistance ceased, and she nearly wanted to close her eyes

this new sensation, she began

lust, he reluctantly let her go, noticing her swollen, tender lips and her eyes, glossy

no More, okay?

her even more irresistible, more