Chapter 453 - 453: Pleasure Me
Chapter 453 – 453: Pleasure Me
Liam's POV
He could smell it- the scent of the wet forest on a rainy night mixed with something sweet, yet. Wait- what is this familiar scent that he can't quite place? He wondered, as he unconsciously leaned towards her drawn by scintillating floral smell. His fangs pushed through his gums as he neared her skin.
"But it's okay if you don't remember," Luna whispered, arching her neck backward as she tugged at his hair encouragingly.
Her words went over his head. He wasn't listening anymore. His hand found its way around her narrow waist, as his mouth closed in on her neck. The moment his lips touched her skin, she shuddered in his arms, a subdued moan escaping her slightly parted lips.
Liam ran his tongue over her vein, driven by his instincts. He needed her now. He needed more than he ever knew he would. She tasted sweet like the honey mixed with the early morning dew inside a flower. It was driving him crazy. Blood rushed through his veins pushing into that spot between his legs.
Without a warning, his member throbbed, pushing hard against his trousers and against her stomach. He heard a sharp intake of breath from her before he felt her move. She was writhing against him, with her hands around his neck, pulling him against her desperately. He purred against her skin instinctively, his member hardening against her with every slightest move.
He wanted her. No, he needed her with every inch of his being. Whoever this woman was, he was never going to let her go, he thought as his claws elongated, cutting through the fabric of her dress. His fingers scoured her back, dipping into the curve of her waist and downwards..
"No! I-" Liam stuttered, pulling his hands out of the dress hastily.
The dress tore with the force, making a long slit on one side, revealing the supple body that it hid underneath. His eyes grew wide at the sight of her long slender legs. Hunger raged inside him. He wanted to run his tongue along those lines- to cut through her pale flesh and drink from her as she moaned underneath him.
Their bodies were barely an inch apart- almost touching. Both of them panted with the force of the hormones rushing through their veins. Luna licked her lips, baring her perfectly white teeth at him as she stared at him with eyes filled with lust. His heart thudded against his chest furiously, his member angrily throbbing for the pleasure it was being denied.
"Don't stop." Luna purred, placing a hand on his stomach.
Liam shuddered, closing his eyes as her hands slid down. "How do I trust you?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper as the pleasure started to overwhelm his senses.
Without a warning, she pushed him backward. He gasped as she laughed, their bodies tangled as it fell back towards the carpeted floor. Liam wrapped his hands around her protectively, hoping to shield her from the impact. As his back thudded against the floor, he hissed, the pain distracting him for a short moment.
But before he could even release the air he took in, her mouth descended on him. His body reacted to the touch before he could process the whole thing. His hands automatically grabbed onto her thighs, raising her up as he pushed his tongue into her mouth hungrily.
Her hands wove into his hair, their tongues writhing and moving together in a swift tango, desperate to taste each other. Without thinking too much, he widened her legs, easing her onto his hardness straining against his trousers.
The scent of her arousal filled his senses, as his hands traveled up her thigh inside her torn dress. She was soft- softer than the softest of silks he'd ever touched, he thought, as he sucked on her cherry red lips like a starved animal.
Luna moaned, the sound vanishing into the momentum of their passionate kiss, igniting a fire within him. His fingers pushed into her skin, wrapping around her slender thighs, grazing the wetness that was fast spreading between her legs. Liam shuddered at the warm feeling against his thumbs, itching to delve deeper.
Before he knew it, his fangs thrust into her lips, drawing thick sweet blood from them. A low growl escaped his chest as he switched, rolling over to slide her below him as he pushed between her widened legs without breaking the kiss.
That was when it started. A dull pain from somewhere at the bottom of his chest. It weighed down on him as if a heavy rock was placed on his heart. A flash of something warm passed through his head, leaving behind a sense of sorrow and yearning. A single tear escaped his eye as he drew back from the woman in shock.
What was that? He wondered, his chest rising and falling as he struggled for breath, kneeling over her. Luna scowled, biting her lips in irritation. His eyes grew wide as he watched her injury heal at lightning speed. The woman was not only healing faster than a werewolf, but her blood was not burning him like it should have, he thought confusedly.
"You're not a witch." He growled, narrowing his eyes at her.
Luna chuckled, wrapping her legs around his waist. "No, I am not." She said, thrusting herself against him.
Liam roared, grabbing her waist violently, meeting her thrust with an equal amount of force. Passion raged between the two of them, as her wetness seeped into his trousers.
"Fuck, woman!" He shouted, glaring into her irritatingly beautiful eyes. "Who are you?!"
She smiled, grabbing the deep cut of her dress's neck. "I'll let you know when you're ready. But for now-" And with that, she pulled, ripping the coarse material with a single move.
His hands slackened as his eyes fell on the pair of perfectly round breasts, exposed through the tear. Liam gulped, staring at the globes in awe. Luna pulled him forward, tightening her legs around him. Grabbing his right hand, she placed it on top of her breast, squeezing them as she arched against him.
"Pleasure me.." She whispered, closing her eyes.