51|Kiss Me Again

51|Kiss Me Again
~Declan~

In the haze of the misery I felt when I lost Serena five years ago, I tried to forget about her by kissing another woman’s lips, hoping it would ease away this longing I felt for my wife. But all I felt when I kissed another woman was bile rising from my guts, turning my world inside out.

I savored the feel of Serena’s lips. Her touch brought me back to our wedding night, where I first allowed myself to fully let go and be happy. 

She didn’t know this, but all my life, I had been trying to live up to my family’s legacy, and it was like being locked in a room with no windows or door to see what other choices I had. I wasn’t given the chance to choose anything for myself because I was next in line to be an alpha to a pack we really didn’t have. It was a curse I had to endure growing up.

I hated my life until I married Serena. I was happy, and for the first time since Mom passed away, I wasn’t alone. But it was a short-lived happiness, and I suffered alone for five years again. 

Being here in Serena’s arms felt like coming home to a place I know by heart. Her hands were rough against my cheeks, a reminder that this woman was miles away from the woman I married five years ago. 

With our fast healing abilities, it would take a lot of pain and hardship to make a shifter’s skin this rough. She had gone through so much because of Lia’s lies. 

I wanted to ease all her pain, pull her into my arms, and let her know I had never forgotten about her. But I shouldn’t rush things with her. I am willing to tame an angry lioness, but I will spend my entire life just to take back everything that happened to her these past five years.

Serena’s kiss was just a brush of her lips against mine; it was careful and restrained, just like how she tiptoed around me since the ball.

I wanted to give her the reins. I wanted to let her know that she had control over what will happen between us in the future, but the moment I felt her slipping away again, the possessive fucker inside of me grabbed the steering wheels and took control.

My wolf was already on the brink of losing his cool, so I had to keep him at bay, show him I had everything under control. Before Serena could fully step away, I wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her closer until her body was flush against mine while shoving my fingers through her hair.

She gasped, her eyes growing wide as I tilted my head to the side and made the most out of this chance she was giving me.

I nibbled her lower lip while I pulled her flush to my body. She was so soft and feminine, while I’m as hard as steel.

She sighed against my mouth, trying to push me away with too little force. She could throw me across this oblivion if she wanted to, but just like me, she was weakening against this growing tension between us.

The mate bond was at work. A slow dancing flame kindling inside me, slithering through our connection. It sparkled like a fire being fed by dried logs when it collided with Serena’s flame, bursting into a full-blown wildfire that surrounded the two of us.

I had never felt a desire as molten as this before. It enticed me to pull Serena closer until we were one, until there were no two shifters here but one body that had one beating heart and one desire.

Serena’s hand slowed its attempt at pushing me as she got drunk in this haze. She closed her eyes, throwing her arms around my neck and pushing against me.

I moaned into our kiss as she parted her lips, allowing my tongue entry, inviting me for a sensual dance with hers.

My hands around her waist dropped onto her ass, grabbing a healthy amount of her supple behind as I pulled her up. She responded by wrapping her legs around my waist. Our bodies were like puzzle pieces finding their place in this crazy world. 

Squeezing Serena’s ass, I rubbed her on my hardening cock. She responded with a mewl and a bite on my lower lip.

“This is wrong,” she whispered. She gasped for air, crushing her mouth against mine again as she grabbed a fistful of my hair.

How can something this good be wrong? I kept that thought to myself as I kneeled on the ground and plopped on my ass, rearranging Serena until she was securely straddling me. I slide my hand on her back, feeling each ridge of her spine until both of my hands were buried in her flaming red hair, tugging her head back so I could have access to her neck.

She hissed when I placed a kiss on her pulse and scraped my teeth on her collarbone. She rewarded me with a moan of my name. “Declan, stop.”

“Stop me,” I murmured against her skin, one hand slithering down to the front of her dress until I was cupping one of her breasts.

“Oh… ugh, no,” she grunted, her body betraying her words as she rubbed herself over my cock. I didn’t have to touch her to know that she was as drenched as a flooded road. “Declan!”

I tweaked her nipple, the fabric of her dress adding to the friction of my touch. I lift my face from her neck and watch Serena’s face, committing to memory her flushed cheeks, parted red lips, and dilated eyes.

“Let me touch you,” I whispered. She gaped at me with those dazed eyes.

Fucking hell. How the fuck will I be able to stop this when she looked like the sweetest apple that waiting for me to taste it.

“No…” she whimpered as I tweaked her nipple.

I dropped my hand when I saw how conflicted she was. The mate bond ignited this desire in her, but she needed to want me. I cannot have her any other way.

“Promise you’ll think about it?” I placed all bets on the table and hoped that everything would turn to my favor eventually as I let her go.

She sat on my lap, dishevelled hair, and probing my face with those glazed-over blue eyes. “If you’ll come back.”

I nodded at her. “Kiss me again.”

She bit her lower lip, desire sparkling in her eyes as she cupped my face and gave me her sweet lips.