“Really?” I sat forward, rested my elbow on the table, and crossed my legs. “So, you wouldn’t mind that I think you’re a life-size yum yum? One that I just want to taste every inch off, knowing that you’re utterly delicious… sexy… handsome… and all mine.” My heart skipped a beat as I watched his eyes darken, and I smiled slightly. “Want me to carry on?” I whispered. He reached forward, turning my chair and trapping my legs between his.
“If you want me to take you right here…” he countered.
Oh, that idea wasn’t bad. I knew I wanted him… and there was nothing holding me back…. He smirked cockily, kissing my neck before leaning back in his seat.
“I know you haven’t had the life you deserved, but what do you want to do if given the chance?” he asked me, drinking some wine.
“What do you mean?” I asked,
“Studying? Dreams? Anything really.”
My stomach fluttered nervously. I had never thought of it. Why was it relevant?
“What’s the point of thinking about it? I mean, I’m nineteen without even the basic education a ten-year-old would have.” I frowned, looking down at my plate. That’s right... what exactly was Rayhan’s education? I mean, I was just lacking so much compared to him…
He reached over, taking hold of my chin and forcing me to look at him.
“It’s never too late to follow your dreams. You’re only nineteen, your whole life is ahead of you, Kitten. If you had the chance, what would you do?” I ate some fries slowly, pondering his question. What would I do?
Easy.
I looked up at him.
“I would want to work with children who have suffered from trauma… those who have gone through a lot,” I said, trying to keep the pain from my eyes. His eyes softened as he caressed my cheek.
“A child psychologist? It sounds perfect. Once everything settles down, I can hire a tutor to get you caught up with your basic education, and then you can go on to study in college and university,” he said, taking me by surprise.
“Why?” I asked, confused, while nibbling on a piece of grilled fish.
“Kitten, although I want to keep you all for myself, I want you to live your life to the fullest too. If that includes becoming something, then I’ll be by your side supporting you.”
“Isn’t it a Luna’s job to have children and spend her time taking care of the pack?” I asked. He smirked, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
“Don’t tell me you want to make babies right now…”
“I didn’t say that!” I blushed, glaring at him.
“I mean, we can practice the art, but I don’t think I want kids so soon… I’d rather spend some years with just you. There’s so much of this world I want to show you, so many things to do, places to go, experiences to have… there’s no rush to have kids, Kitten.” He gave me one of his sexy smiles, his hand caressing my cheek, and I realised, in other words, he wanted me to live the life I had been stripped of.
His gorgeous grey eyes, rimmed with those thick lashes, gazed into mine, and I realised there was no man on earth that could ever compare to the one before me. I stood up, not caring where my confidence came from and sat sideways on his lap, pressing my lips against his plush ones.
Rayhan
The moment herlips met mine, I could barely focus on anything else. My hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her against me, while my other hand ran up her thigh, slipping her dress up slightly as I took control of the kiss. Our lips moved in sync. She sucked on my bottom lip, making me growl against her lips.
She didn’t even realise how much of a fucking temptress she was. The scent of her arousal was strong in the air. I was becoming tempted to knock everything off the table and take her right there. She broke away, gasping, her pouty lips only looking even more tempting.
“You’re a temptation, Kitten…” I rasped, throbbing against her thigh. She ran her fingers through my hair, her eyes dark with lust.
“Good,” she whispered, kissing me once again, her nails scraping down my chest.
Since the moment I had laid eyes on her, I just couldn’t stop thinking about how gorgeous she looked. The gap at the front of her dress teasingly showed me her cleavage. The way she pressed her legs together at times… the way that pout lingered on her plump lips.
Goddess, that woman had me under her spell, and I didn’t mind one bit. My lips grazed against her neck, kissing her hungrily. Fuck, I needed to take it slow… but it was hard. The temptation, the desire, the pure incinerating need for her was consuming me completely.
My eyes flashed, my hand tangling in her hair. I buried my head in her hair, trying to regain my composure. She cupped my face, turning my chin up and kissing me before she looked into my eyes.
“Don’t hold back. I trust you, Rayhan. Make me yours,” she whispered. Her heart was thundering, her eyes full of love and vulnerability. She was trusting me, and I knew that no matter how dangerous my desires were, I’d never hurt her. “I want you to make love to me without holding back,” she whispered, her lips grazing my ear, sending a shiver of delicious heat through me. Her words destroyed all my self-restraint.