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Chapter 7 Dance

  • He gently tipped my head back and to the side while holding my chin between his thumb and fingers. As though I had no power over my body, my eyelids closed on their own. As soon as I felt his lips once again brush across my skin, my heart started to beat violently. When I felt the wet heat of his tongue running across my neck, I moaned.
  • He groaned against my skin and said, "You smell so fucking amazing, kitten."
  • Strangely enough, his endearment made me ache more between my thighs. I closed my eyes as this tingling sensation moved down my body.
  • I opened my eyes and stared into the strong and intense blue eyes of this enigmatic man before lowering my sight to his mouth. I held my breath as I heard him making this deep rumbling noise. His blue eyes, which I had first seen straight at the entrance, caught my breath as I peered into them. Before I could process why I was allowing anything to happen, he was moving in closer and our breaths were mingling. His lips lightly caressed mine. I wrenched my eyes open after he ran his tongue over the seam of my lips.
  • My fingers brushed his chest as his lips touched mine once again. His tongue teased my lips and urged me to let him in. My mouth was ravished by his tongue and lips. Although permitting that level of intimacy was odd, it wasn't uncomfortable. It's addicting and hot instead. He kissed me in a demanding and possessive manner. His body was pressing up against mine.
  • He eventually retreated, his eyes becoming black with want and I was panting, catching my breath. We had been staring at each other for much too long. And in a slight moment, I saw how his eyes changed to an impossible shade of gold.
  • Or yet, it may have simply been something I imagined or the lighting.
  • My sane side was also warning me that this was a mistake. Even though it seems so wrong, I can't seem to get away from this enigmatic and sinister man. I'd never let a stranger touch me in such a way, so it was extremely unusual for me. However, I felt powerless to stop what was happening and was enslaved by it.
  • Then suddenly, I felt someone grab my wrist and jerk me out of it, so the stranger was still holding my hips. When I turned around, Sally was beaming at me. She was intoxicated and screamed something at me while pointing to Claire's position over her shoulder. Claire wasn't looking at Sally or me when I raised my head to look in her direction, but rather at a man. It appeared that they were having a very serious conversation.
  • "She found her mate!" Sally yelled, "Claire found her mate! Oh my god!”
  • “Mate?" I inquired, sensing the tightening of the hand on my hips.
  • “Yes! Our—”
  • "Hey, fellas!” Kate arrived out of nowhere, panting as if she had run here, looking at the man behind me for a second, then she looked at me before she grabbed Sally's arm and hooked it around her shoulders. “Sorry, but I believe it is time for us to go.”
  • “Oh my god, Kate! You will not believe this, Claire—”
  • “Shut up, Sally!” Kate yelled, causing some people to turn in our direction.
  • “But–” Sally tried to argue, but the stranger behind me spoke so dark and deadly, resulting in a shiver running down my bare skin.
  • “Why don't you girls head home right now?” he said suggestively.
  • Sally seemed to be shaken in her drunken state, lowered her eyes, and nodded, which made me frown.
  • “Shall we go now, Jaidyn?” With an apology-filled smile covering her face, Kate quietly asked.
  • Despite my uncertainty and the feeling that there was more going on, I hesitantly responded, "Oh….sure."
  • Why does the air seem to become thick now with tension?
  • I turned to look at the stranger who was still focused on me. After slowly removing his hand, he gave my right hip one more gentle caress. He then rubbed his thumb over my lips.
  • "Dancing with you is lovely."
  • I unintentionally bit my lip as soon as he withdrew his hand, remembering that I didn't just dance with him and my body tingled with need as I heard his deep, husky voice.
  • Kate gestured the way first and I half-heartedly walked. And as bodies started to round us and finally fill the once vacant space, I desired to be closer to him the more I drew away from him.
  • What the heck is wrong with me?
  • “Sorry to pull you out like that” Kate said as soon as we left the pub. And right now, it is her third apology.
  • I glanced at Sally who was knocked out in the backseat. I cast a quick glance at Sally, who was unconscious in the backseat. I can still feel the lingering feeling of that man’s lips on my own. “No, it's alright,”
  • Following a quick U-turn, Kate smiled at her. "So, how was the hot dance with Al—Traian?”
  • I faced her, feeling the heat creep into my cheeks, but I hope she just thought it was due to my half-drunk state. “Do you know him?”
  • “Yup. He's pretty well-known here.”
  • “He has a beautiful name.” I tested the name on my lips. “Traian”
  • “You two look good together,” Kate mused.
  • I laughed at that, leaning on the seat and shutting my heavy eyelids. “There's no way I will enter another relationship this fast. Yeah, he's hot but that's all about it.”
  • After that, Kate stopped talking, but I kept my eyes closed due to the pounding sensation in my brain and the accompanying dizziness. Uh, this sucks!
  • The harsh light that was coming in through the window caused me to flutter my eyes open. I groaned and buried my head in my pillow. I made every effort to close my eyes and drift off to sleep again, but I was unsuccessful. I sat up and held my head as the pounding sensation suddenly reappeared.
  • I grumbled, "Damn."
  • The aftereffects of drinking are what I detest the most. My skull feels as though it is cracked. I had to drag myself from bed and make my way to the kitchen to fetch some water. As my throat felt so parched. I placed the glass on the wooden counter and then sat down on the ground while holding my head up. I waited for two minutes before standing up and getting ready to go to bed when I noticed a pill and a letter on the table. I approached it and took the piece of paper.
  • 'I'm sorry for coming in, but I left this medicine since I knew you might have a headache. Love, Claire'
  • I quickly swallowed the tablet, a slight grin forming on my lips as I did so, since I was eager for the headache to be over. I simply made my way back to the bedroom, lay down on my bed, and immediately shut my eyes , without bothering to eat or make coffee.