Chapter 31
(Lily’s POV)
His lips crushed mine again with hunger.
I whimpered and tried to push him away, palms pressed into his chest. But he didn’t budge. He only kissed me harder, melting my resistance.
My legs weakened. My knees wobbled as his kisses turned softer, deeper, his lips coaxing…
His hand slid into my hair, tilting my head just enough for him to kiss down the line of my jaw, then to my earlobes… I arched into him, a breathless sound escaping my lips.
But then he pulled away, breath ragged.
“We should stop,” his voice was raw. “If this goes on, I won’t be able to help myself.” he said, dragging his trembling hand through his hair. He turned to leave when I caught his arm and pressed my cheek into his back.
I couldn’t pretend anymore. Every fiber of my being ached for him. My body, my heart, my wolf and demon… we all wanted
him.
I needed him.
He turned slowly. His eyes, dark with hunger, met mine.
That was all it took.
His mouth crashed into mine, stealing my breath. My robe slipped off my shoulders and pooled at my feet. I was bare, open, and trembling.
He laid me back like I was made of something fragile. His fingers skimmed every inch of me, learning, and worshipping.
Zion stripped off his clothes quickly, revealing the man he had become. My breath caught. He was no longer the little boy I used to know. He was now a man with a hard length that stood proud.
He hovered over me, brushing a kiss on my lips, then moved lower. His hands parted my thighs and his fingers found my slick heat.
I gasped, my hips bucking when he began to circle my clit slowly, teasing. His fingers slipped inside… first one, then another… filling me deeply, rhythmically. His mouth wrapped around my nipple, sucking gently as I moaned.
“Ahhhh”
He groaned, his voice thick. He pulled back just long enough to position himself between my legs.
His tongue slid over my folds. I gasped and clenched the sheets.
“Oh goddess…”
He licked me deeply, deliberately, like I was his last meal. His fingers returned, stroking inside me in perfect rhythm as he sucked and flicked his tongue over my clit.
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1 arched off the bed, crying out. Pleasure built like a rising wave.
“Zion…”
My orgasm hit me hard, and I screamed, trembling as he held me through it… his tongue easing every pulse of pleasure until I collapsed against the sheets, panting.
When he finally rose, his lips glistened and I couldn’t breathe.
He kissed me again, slow and deep. I tasted myself on his tongue.
Then he positioned himself and pushed inside. Inch by inch. Stretching me… filling me.
1 gasped. It was intense, and so full.
He paused, his forehead pressing to mine as our breaths mingled.
Then he moved deeply, each stroke sending fire through me.
“Look at me,” he whispered but I could barely keep my eyes open.
He began to move faster, harder… The bed creaked. Our bodies met in a fast rhythm.
“You’re mine,” he growled. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I whispered, and moaned when he hit that perfect spot again.
My nails dragged down his back, but he didn’t stop.
My climax built again, this time harder.
I screamed, my body shaking as it pulsed around him.
He came right after, thrusting deep with a guttural moan, burying himself as his seed filled my womb.
We collapsed together, bodies tangled and hearts racing. Then he kissed my forehead gently.
It was barely dawn, and pale light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting soft silver rays across the bed.
My body felt heavy, sated, and deliciously sore. Every part of me tingled with the memory of last night; Zion’s touch, his kisses, our lovemaking.
And then, I felt it… A warm breath tickling between my thighs.
My eyes fluttered open, and a gasp escaped my lips. Zion’s mouth was on me, again.
His tongue moved in slow, precise strokes over my most sensitive spot, and I arched instinctively, my fingers gripping the
sheets.
A groan rumbled low in his throat, the sound sending sharp shivers through my belly. My thighs trembled as heat gathered fast, my body already betraying me.
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His hands held me steady, mouth devouring me with gentle hunger. Tongue flicking, licking, circling… he knew exactly how to unravel me. The pleasure climbed rapidly, and I came quickly, trembling violently as my orgasm ripped through me.
When he finally pulled back, his eyes were burning.
He climbed over me, kissed me deeply, and slid inside with one slow, deep thrust.
I gasped. We were still slick, and the glide was effortless, electric.
The slap of our skin echoed as he moved.
Slow.
Then faster.
Heat and hunger.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, surrendering completely to the rhythm. Sweat gathered on his brow, his muscles tense and trembling. He held me tightly, as if I might disappear.
The sound of flesh against flesh, our moans and gasps, filled the room. It was wild and raw.
I could feel the heat of our juices streaking down my thigh, making me tremble harder. Every inch of my skin was alive, and I never wanted it to stop.
His pace quickened as he angled deeper, hitting places that made me cry out shamelessly.
My walls clenched again, and pleasure burst through me like a dam breaking.
Tears pricked my eyes… my thighs locked around him as my body convulsed in pure ecstasy.
He groaned deeply, hips stuttering as he reached his release, pouring into me. He kissed me, panting against my lips as we collapsed into each other.
But it wasn’t over.
He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the marble bathroom. The tub was half–full. He stepped in and settled into the water, placing me on top of him.
The warmth surrounded us. His hands slid along my waist.
I felt him stir again beneath me.
I met his eyes, heart racing… we didn’t speak.
I guided him back into me, and we both groaned from the bliss.
I rode him slowly at first. The water sloshed softly around us. His hands guided my rhythm, lips trailing my chest, my neck, my collarbone.
It was wet. Hot. Maddening.
The slick heat of him, the resistance of the water, the way our bodies moved in sync… it was almost too much. I held onto
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him, and buried my face in his neck.
We both came together, hard and trembling.
Still, he wasn’t done.
He carried me back to the bed, and one last time, filled me to the hilt.
This time slow, steady, worshipful.
His thrusts were deep, unhurried, as if trying to memorize how I felt. My body burned, and then darkness swallowed me again.
I passed out in his arms, feeling whole.
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