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.

than any perfume I’ve ever had in my entire lifetime. It makes me feel like I’m intoxicated even though I’ve

pleasure

against my neck, and I swear I feel

He says in a

I gasp.

part, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good. It was like a paradise

A dark paradise that I had to

as I place both hands on his shoulders and try to push him off me. As much as I enjoyed this, I couldn’t let him continue. I couldn’t use his pain

you tonight, Anya. I

inside of me turn to

“I love you, Anya.”

then that ice

I shout. “Get

before looking at me. I knew that he could see me this time

croaks

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

don’t think I need to tell him,

before sniffing the air,

about being able to smell me. I feel all the

tell my body was enjoying everything he’d done

did I do?” He

don’t think he’s speaking to me. I think he’s speaking

lips,

“You were shouting Anya’s name. You were having

gaze back to me, “Did I—” he swallows like he doesn’t

you,

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