Chapter 163 HEAT OF DESIRE
Edeline
Panic surged in my chest, and the bond between us felt strained by his anger. “No way!” I exclaimed, my eyes widening with urgency. “Percival, can you do me a favor? Just talk to him, okay? You have no idea how many wolves will come after him once his punishment is over. Even our fathers would not be able to protect him. Darius is in serious trouble here. Can’t you see how many wolves are on my side? They are all ready to challenge him.” My voice trembled with desperation.
I looked into his eyes, which had grown darker, and felt a wave of helplessness wash over me. “Percival, can you do me a favor? Just talk to him, that is all I am asking,” I pleaded, throwing myself into his arms and wrapping them around his waist.
He let out a heavy sigh. “I will have a chat with him. But no guarantees.”
A wave of relief washed over me, and I could not help but burst into laughter, tears welling up in my eyes as I squeezed him even tighter. I could feel tingles spreading from my body to his, a comforting sensation despite the tension.
He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he seemed to catch a whiff of something. I leaned back to observe him, noting the darkened look in his eyes.
“It is starting,” he said hoarsely.
In that moment, I felt it too. My heat was cranked up to the maximum. My blood was boiling, and I could feel it just under my skin, a relentless, intense heat searing through my clothes.
“Percival, I am on fire,” I let out a small whimper, quickly pulling away from him. I yanked at my shirt, desperate to remove it as if it were glued to my skin. In that moment, I did not care about feeling self-conscious. All I wanted was to get these clothes off my body to alleviate the discomfort.
I hastily removed my pants, sliding my jeans down my legs, and kicked off my socks and shoes. Barefoot and clad only in my cerulean lace panties and bra, I paced around, trying to find some relief from the intense heat that enveloped me.
I could feel Percival's intense gaze on me, a palpable weight that stirred anticipation within my body. As I stood near the edge of the cave, letting the waterfall cascade over me, a surge of desire welled up inside.
“Percival!” My voice was slightly whiny, betraying my discomfort. “Wow, my skin is really burning. I wonder what’s going on. Is this normal?”
I locked eyes with him as he stood in front of me, just observing. His gaze was unwavering, his eyes tracing every contour of my body. The cool water from the waterfall flowed over my back and legs, offering a fleeting sense of relief.
His voice was captivating and mysterious, sending shivers down my spine. “Can you please make it stop? It’s really hurting!” I pleaded, my tone high-pitched and needy.
Without breaking eye contact, he casually bent over to the basket, pulling out a sleeping bag with pillows attached and spreading it on the ground. His movements were deliberate and confident.
“You brought a sleeping bag?” I barely recognized my own voice—it was soft and filled with a blend of curiosity and desire.
He nodded, kicking off his wet shoes and socks with a casual flick. “That’s what the note said. I figured you wouldn’t be staying at home. I’m sorry that you were hurt and needed me.” As he removed his wet shirt, his voice took on a deeper tone. I found myself licking my lips, moistening them instinctively.
The dampness on his upper body revealed well-defined muscles, a toned stomach, and abs that I couldn’t help but admire. The particular line of his abdomen made me yearn to kiss him there, to caress and taste his skin. A low growl rumbled from my throat, betraying my desires.
His shoulders and arms were impressively strong without being overly bulky. He was tall, slender, and had a broad chest that added to his allure.
Emerging from the water, I made my way back into the cave, feeling the cool droplets slide down my legs. My heart raced as I struggled to tear my eyes away from him.
I unbuttoned my jeans, unable to look away from his form clad only in his underwear. The hunger in my lower belly grew stronger, my desire intensifying with each passing moment. I found myself panting softly.
“What’s up?” My voice was barely a whisper, captivated by his flawless physique as the whispers of our surroundings seemed to fade.
“Our bodies can connect, bringing comfort and relief from any pain you may be feeling.” He spoke with a low, reassuring tone. “Here you go, I’m going to give it to you.” Wearing only his snug boxer briefs, he approached me confidently, placing his hand on my lower back. The touch sent a rush of warmth through me as he gently traced his palm along my damp skin, his anticipation evident in the way he bit his lip.
His gaze was intense as he pulled me close, allowing me to sense the strength of his physique and the firmness of his presence against my abdomen. I felt a rush of excitement, the intense longing filling the space around us. My body seemed to release an overwhelming surge of hormones.
He leaned down to my neck, his nose pressed against my skin, inhaling deeply. His tongue lightly licked the mark left by his wolf, causing my legs to tremble. A pleasurable sound escaped my lips as his chest vibrated with the intensity of his touch.
"You have a really nice scent," Edeline said, her voice almost breathless.
I could not stop now. My wolf had noticed him, and we were both panting heavily. There was no turning back.
"Well, then just do not stop," I said, taking a deep breath as I looked up at him. Our wolves had emerged, and our eyes locked in a gaze that seemed to pull us closer.
"Percival, can you help me get rid of this pain?" I pleaded with him, my voice filled with a mix of urgency and excitement. I stood there, trying to convey the depth of my need.