The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 173

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 9

~WILLOW~

My eyes widen at the sudden attack on my lips.

Dante was kissing me. My husband was finally kissing me for the first time in our marriage.

I should have been happy, and I probably would have been under different circumstances. This wasn’t how I wanted our first kiss to be. He wasn’t thinking of me while his lips were on mine.

In his mind, he’s kissing my sister. He was still dreaming of her. I felt my heart sink at realizing how pathetic my life was.

This couldn’t be happening to me. How much more cruel could this life be to me?

I lost my sister. I married her lover. He’s finally kissing me, and she’s the one he’s thinking about.

The worst part about this was that I couldn’t compete with Anya. She wasn’t here for me to compete. And even if she were still alive, I wouldn’t dream of doing that to her. I had nothing but love in my heart for my sister. I knew she wasn’t perfect, and I know she did some horrible things, but she was still my sister, and I loved her. While she was alive, she has always protected and loved me as well; even while dying, protecting me was on her mind.

Dante groans, and it sends a shockwave throughout my body. I gasped when I felt something between my legs, a strange yet pleasurable feeling I’d never felt before.

I’m not happy that I’m enjoying this kiss. It wasn’t meant for me. I shouldn’t like it as much as I did. Dante’s lips were soft against mine, and his hands were now on my waist. Even they had a powerful hold on me.

I should be pushing him away. Why wasn’t I doing that?

When he finally lifts his lips from mine, I can breathe again but not for long. Dante surprises me by moving to my neck. The moment his lips touched my skin, I lost all control of my body. I can’t stop myself as I bury my hands in his hair.

lifetime. It makes me feel like I’m intoxicated even though

with pleasure

I swear

f*****g smell you.” He says in

I gasp.

truly smell me? My lips part, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt this

was wrong. A dark paradise that I

push him off me. As much as I enjoyed this, I couldn’t

you tonight, Anya. I

everything inside

“I love you, Anya.”

then that ice

I shout. “Get off me,

through to him. He blinks once, then twice, before looking at

croaks

to make this better. I couldn’t exactly tell him that I was

don’t think I need

sniffing the air,

being able to smell me. I feel all the blood rush to my cheeks. Could he

somehow tell my body was

do?”

think he’s speaking to me.

lips, still

dreaming.” I try to explain what happened. “You were shouting Anya’s name. You were having a dream

“Did I—” he swallows like he doesn’t

you,

lie to him. I did not want to make him feel