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.

some

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

looked up, puzzled, only to meet his eyes,

that look

“Mmm!”

was upon her again, as if her moment to breathe was a

dare you, how

chest, seemed futile and even carried a hint of

again from lack of air, but this time, the

she nearly wanted to close her

new sensation, she began

him, and, lost in a haze of lust, he reluctantly let her go, noticing her swollen, tender

no More, okay? Please,

plea made her even