Chapter 77 Chapter 77
Violet
I grew bolder and sat into his lap, linking my arms at the back of his neck. The nearness was delicious, just like the tension between us.
There were so many things I was angry at him for, but I liked that he was upfront about his shortcomings, and his arrogance. I liked that he attempted to rectify his mistakes, not be a smug asshole and brush it under the rug.
He didn’t mask it behind politeness like Nate did, only to show his true colors when nobody was looking.
“What are you doing?” He whispered as I brought my lips closer to his.
“Telling you that you are more of a man than Nate ever was, older or younger.”
That made him finally lose a bit of his restraint as his hand landed on my back, pushing me towards him.
“You are playing a dangerous game, Violet.”
“But I said I feel safe with you.”
His fingers dug into my back that I arched loving the friction and the touch. Something about this man made my skin prickle and got my ladybits in a twist that nobody before could.
I didn’t care if he was older than me or that there was a ten year age gap between us.
“Even after what transpired yesterday? You hated me an hour ago”
“I still hate you for that”
I reached for his hand and yanked the sleeve up, seeing the jumbled mess of skin and blood sticking to his bones.
“Then what are you even…” I cut him off, because I didn’t have the answer to what I was doing or why.
“Why are you not healing?” I asked as I turned his arm around, and noticed for the first time how he had tattooed most of his arm heavily as if he was trying to hide the scars and injuries underneath.
Now that I looked closely I saw how most of his skin was covered in deep scars and old injuries. Some of them still hadn’t scabbed completely yet he had tattooed over all of it.
I shuddered at the thought of how much pain he must have endured while getting those tattoos over raw wounds and most importantly why did he do it?
I wanted to ask him more about it but I figured he wouldn’t answer me so I said instead.
“Thank you for everything so far” I started planting a kiss on his face with every spoken line.
“That's an odd way to hate someone” He murmured though he made no attempt to stop me.
I continued speaking as if he had not interrupted me.
“For not letting me drown in my heartbreak”
I kissed his left temple.
“For not letting your warriors opinion of me cloud your judgement”
I kissed his earlobe.
“For standing up for me against Nate again and again”
I lowered my lips and kissed his cheek again.
“For helping me calm down in the plane”
I had meant to kiss his jawline but he tilted his head and my lips brushed his faintly and his eyes sparkled with hunger.
“You might find someone younger to me. Someone your age.”
His brain seemed to be stuck on that fact though his eyes and body were telling me a different story.
“Then don't let me”
I whispered and his hold on me tightened.
“Are you sure?”
There was only one answer to that. “Yes”
That word broke his dam of restraint and then his hands grabbed me possessively, pulling me further towards him, so close that I was plastered on him.
And I loved every inch of the way our bodies were touching.
I heard him suck in a breath as his hand traveled up from my back to bury his fingers in my hair.
As if he finally gave himself the permission to touch me.
He inhaled deeply and murmured. “You smell amazing from head to toe.”
My toes curled at that line. Of course, he could smell my arousal already.
And I could also feel something long and thick poking at my thighs.
I should have used this time to clear out all the misunderstandings, to ask questions and interrogate him but Rain wouldn’t let me.
She was filling my head with all sorts of filthy thoughts and my body was responding to it feverishly.
“Not every thought is mine” She responded but I ignored that line of hers. I just wanted to live in the moment.
Because, I was leaving this manor first thing tomorrow and I wanted my last memory of living inside this horrible place to be something nice.
I arched my back, thrusting my chest forward as I felt his fingers crawl down on my shoulder, gently tugging the fabric of my pajama shirt aside.
The last time he took me by surprise in the car ride was when I had been straddled in his lap like this, while he kissed me like he was dying and I was the air he needed to breathe.
“Tell me what you are thinking right now, what you want!” He demanded and I answered automatically.
“I want you to ruin me in the most beautiful way possible”
My hips were grinding against his bulge shamelessly, trying to feel it all despite the layers of fabric between us.
“I want you to fuck me so hard that I would never want another man”
I felt embarrassed to say such filthy thoughts out loud because this was unlike me, the proverbial good girl who had saved herself for her man post marriage. I recoiled at even the memory of Nate trying to touch me.
Even the thought of being like this with anybody who wasn’t him made me shudder unpleasantly. My body didn’t want to think of anybody else.
My mind and my wolf was filthy just for him.
“I am a monster, Violet! I claim and own what I want.”
“Then own me” I whimpered.