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 I’ve never experienced what it was like to

felt dizzy with pleasure and need combined as

against my neck, and I swear I feel something wet

can f*****g smell you.” He says

I gasp.

don’t think I’ve ever felt this good. It was like a paradise I’d never known

was wrong. A dark paradise that I had to escape

I say his name as I place both hands on his shoulders and try to push him off me.

“I need you tonight, Anya. I need you, Anya.

inside of me turn

“I love you, Anya.”

then that ice

shout.

voice finally manages to get through to him. He blinks once, then twice, before looking at me. I knew that he could see

croaks

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

need to tell

looks at my swollen lips before sniffing

I

was

did I do?” He

speaking to me. I

his lips,

what happened. “You were shouting Anya’s name. You were having a

he swallows like he doesn’t even know how

you, Willow?”

in his eyes makes me want to lie to him. I did not want to make him feel worse than he already