Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Allison found herself pinned against the wide, cold table, the cold seeping into her skin as her vision swirled in a dizzying fog.

You.

.

.

She barely managed to speak before her words were swallowed by the fierce pressure of lips.

by Kellan.

He put his arm around her waist and brushed her fingers against her skin, sending an electric shock up her back.

The sensation was not only searing, it was unforgettable.

Slower, Allison whispered, her breath coming in harsh gasps, as her hand moved to the sharp contours of her waist and her fingers met the hardness beneath.

It was all fire and steel.

Impressive in every way, but he had no sense of tenderness.

But Kellan wasn't listening.

His body moved with a primal urgency, like a predator savoring its rare prey.

Moments ago, they had aimed their weapons at vital organs, but now they were entangled in a dangerous rhythm, fueled by something that consumed them much more.

Let the hate.

Don't move! His voice, rough and grave, filled the air.

His ragged breathing came in short bursts, and that command alone had enough intensity to make anyone's blood heat.

But Allison wasn't just anyone.

Orders never sat well with him.

around his neck and placed her other

anyone think

a grunt escaping his

gaze had melted into something more

the strands of hair from her flushed face, her

with the effort of the moment, but her eyes, always

be in charge! Her fingers danced from his throat along his torso,

face was partially hidden by shadows, but his body was a sculptor's dream: lean, powerful, a perfect masterpiece in

V.

both using each other, but at that moment it didn't feel like a

leaned towards him and kissed him again, while her hands moved

gave up patience and tore at the fabric, her palms resting in the

reins, had never experienced someone turning

of resisting, he

if he

an artist's muse,

and kissed him delicately from his neck to his cheek, before placing

rest of the night blurred

she remembered was the sensation of being caught

the only thing he could focus on was the starlight dancing in

doing, he heard himself

still hasn't worn

the drug.

you, an animal?

.

.

The night continued in a whirlwind

Allison noticed something hard digging into

he reached out and his fingers curled around the cold silver metal of a

from the dagger that had once been at his waist; danger had been his

his eyes drifting to the intricate designs on the ceiling, trying to

spun like a broken record, unable to

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