Chapter 28

• Ariana's POV
• His lips sought mine hungrily, I felt his tongue invaded my lips, he kissed me passionately, right there in his courtyard, where anyone could see, at first, I tried to push him away but as I set my palms on his chest, I couldn't help but run it through his chest, he was all pack of muscles, I felt liquid pooled in my stomach he caressed my mouth with his tongue, a slight gasp escaping my mouth as my feet left the ground, he lifted me in his powerful arms and headed towards his room, not breaking the kiss,I was grateful that we didn't encounter Ms. Greta on our way, neither did we encounter any servant, he pushed his room door opened and deposited me on his king sized bed like a sack of potatoes, he followed me right down, deepening the kiss, his mouth devoured mine as his hand roamed over my body, I made no further attempt to stop him, I was weak and vulnerable before him, my body and soul yearns for him and craved his every touch, this was unlike our first encounter, this was all pleasure and all give and take, his passion for me matched mine for him as at first I tentatively ran my fingers against his nipples and he purred, encouraged by his response, I gave him a few stroke with my fingers before replacing it with my lips, he growled with satisfaction, he was my first experience and at first I was apprehensive if I would do it right and was pleased because from his response, it seems like I was doing the right thing, he grunted in pleasure, in one swift move, his hands gripped my wrist and held them above my head, I could hear the bounce of my buttons on the floor as they were ripped off  from my shirt exposing my plain white cotton bra, he unlocked my bra, and then off it went along with my shirt, my nipples were dusky perk and I could feel a very sweet ache between my legs, his eyes roamed hungrily over my skin and I felt so exposed and bared to his gaze, "damn, you're beautiful" he whispered like a prayer, his eyes went to my arms and then flew to hold my gaze, he had seen  the scar and must be disgusted by it, I have always worn sleeves because of the damn scar, that's the most ugly sight of me to be beheld, unconsciously, I made to cover it but he stopped me by holding my hand, he gently trailed his fingers on the scar, so tenderly that tears gathered in my eyes, he placed his lips on it and gently kissed it, "even with the scar, you're still absolutely gorgeous" at that moment, I felt like giving all to him, I wished to belong to this man both body and soul, he trailed kisses from my arms up to my earlobe, I shivered when his tongue swiped the small corners of my lobe ever so gently, his touch were sensual as they make gentle circles around my perked nipples, I closed my eyes, enjoying every moment, it was a new feeling, nothing like our first time where he was brutal, only taking without giving, he must have read my thoughts because he suddenly said "I'll make this pleasurable and memorable for you, I'll erase your awful first encounter" his lips trailed my neck down to my chest, leaving a trail of heat, he took one hard perked nipple into his mouth, sending electric shooting down my spine, a moan escaped from my lips as he sucked hard on it, heat pooled between my legs, my body craved for relief of this pleasurable torture, he grounded his hardness against my thighs and my back arch like a bow, "please" I whispered not knowing what I was pleading for, "please what, say it, o want to hear you say what you want Ariana"  he whispered softly as he took the other nipple into his mouth, I moaned and writhe beneath him, "please, Dylan, take me, I...need you"
• "I love how you call my name, call it one more time" I held his gaze as I called his name again, he growled ferociously, then closed his eyes as if trying to rein in his emotions