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 strength and glared at him furiously, “How dare

low, gruff sound from deep within his throat.

looked up, puzzled, only to meet his eyes,

that

“Mmm!”

upon her again, as

dare you, how

his chest, seemed futile and even carried a hint

but this time, the sensation of his lips

resistance ceased, and she nearly wanted to close her

sensation, she began

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

okay? Please, I

plea made her even more irresistible,