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Her mouth dropped open, and instantly, my lips were on hers, my hand sliding to grip the back of her neck as our tongues brushed.

As I completely unraveled.

Chapter Fifty

SILAS

Ifelt like I was dreaming. For so long, this was all I wanted. The dreadful months around her when I couldn’t touch her, kiss her,tasteher.

I didn’t know how long we were lost in that kiss. Everything faded away at the feel of her hands running through my hair, her tongue brushing against mine. I gripped her waist and pulled her against me.

I could not get her close enough, not even as my tongue explored her mouth, not even as I broke away and trailed my kisses along her jawline, along her neck.

The taste of her skin was a reminder that I had truly been starving all these years. Her breathy moans had my length straining against my pants.

I sucked on her skin, and her breathing hitched, her grasp on my hair tightening. I found my way to her mouth once more.

When I finally broke away, her pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed, and her nipples hardened to peaks under her blue silk robe.

I kissed her again, softly this time. “Do you know how badly I have craved you?” I rasped over her lips. “How fucking difficult it has been, enduring your touch, your forgiving words…and now tasting these pillow-soft lips.…” I pulled away, and my eyelids became heavy at the sight of those lips wet and swollen from our kiss. My eyes didn’t falter from hers as I exhaled, “It has been nothing but torture being in your presence and being unable to have you.”

She was breathing fast. “Silas,” she began, her thumb sliding along my cheekbone. Along my scar.

I captured her lips once more, and damn me, but my hand cupped her heavy breast. Gods, they were easily three handfuls each.

I had to stop…needed to stop. But I couldn’t. Not yet.

My heart was beating so rapidly that I wouldn't be surprised if Lena could hear it. My voice was near guttural when I said, “Remove your robe.”

Lena obeyed swiftly, our mouths mere inches from each other as she untied the pale blue material and slid the silk off of her shoulders, it puddling to the floor.

My eyes flared, and my heart surely skipped a few beats as my stare trailed over her smooth, fair skin. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and her skin pebbled as I ran my fingertips along her side, her eyes fluttering closed.

“So damn beautiful,” I whispered, and she bit down on her lip, her half-lidded eyes rising to meet mine. My left hand joined my other, sliding down her sides to grip her hips. My gaze flitted between her legs, my mouth watering at the sight.

Fuck. I shouldn't be doing this.

“I want to see you,” she whispered.

The sound of her aroused voice eliminated any rational thought. I brought my hands up and began to unbutton my black shirt. The sleeves were cropped midway to my elbow and showcased the tattoos covering my forearms already, but her breathing staggered when I dropped my hands, and my shirt parted to reveal my torso. I knew I was significantly more built than when we were teens—more defined. And just like the rest of me, my chest and stomach were inked.

“I need you to listen to me,” I said, my breathing hastening as I roughly gripped her wrists. “You are not to try and remove my shirt. You are not to touch my back skin to skin. Do you understand?”

Her eyebrows furrowed at the request, her lips parting briefly before she closed them and nodded. “Am I allowed to touch your chest?” she asked softly.

I tucked a piece of her copper hair behind her pointed ear. “Yes.”

She stepped forward and extended a hand carefully, brushing her fingertips along my pecks, along the tattoo I got for her.

She glanced up to find me studying her, and she trailed her right hand back up to my face, holding me in an embrace as her other hand rested on the dagger piercing the rose.

I missed you so much, Lena.

I wanted to say it, but the words wouldn't come out. I pressed my lips against hers once more, my arms wrapping around her, pulling her until her breasts were squished against my chest. Her neck was angled all the way up as I was nearly a foot taller than her.

I pulled away, and a smug smile took hold of my face as I began to circle around her.

Her breathing quickened.

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