Chapter 80 Resisting My Advances

• I used my thumb to scoop some of it, sucking it in as I peered up at him through my lashes, smirking when his breath hitched. “Do you like it?” I asked, getting on my feet, my gaze still on his hooded eyes.
• “Fucking hell, Palt. You are still good with your mouth,” he complimented, caressing my cheeks. “Your mouth is still bloody hot,” muttering those words, he smashed our lips together, kissing me as he backed me against the wall. I didn't resist, knowing this was part of my reasons for coming to this place.
• Getting their trust was the thing they sent me to do, and what better way to do that than to use my body? They seemed to think I was their mate, and I would use that to my advantage; get them to lower their guards around me before striking. This time, I wouldn't look back.