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I can feel his breath hit my skin. It’s soft and simple but makes me swallow. He moves in closer, closer and then slides his hands down the curve of my back to rest them on my hips.
My instinct is to push him away. To get him out of here or kill him. However, I have another instinct and that is to give myself fully to him.
I’m fighting a beast inside of me. The dominant side of me wants to come out and put him in his place. I’m not used to being told what to do. Hell, I’m not used to being touched like this.
“I’m going to kiss you right now,” Mason murmurs with his lips hovering above mine. They are so dangerously close to touching mine that my nerves and anxiety kick in.
This is my first real kiss! I’m such a fucking loser.
My heart beats faster in my chest. I feel my breath coming in more harbored than before. My stomach is going on a wild ride from all of the emotions.
His mouth grazes mine just slightly. It is soft as a feather but enough to wake something up inside of me. My body feels an electric charge flow through it at lightening speed.
He must sense I’m feeling it because he presses harder against my lips. My hands find their way to grip his shoulders to steady myself. I’m worried I might fly away.
Jesus. What’s happening to me?
Whatever is happening to me, I love it. Being wrapped up in Mason’s arms is more than I could ever imagine. What’s more than that? It feels right.
He holds me tighter to his body, cradling me. My first instinct is to stiffen and push him away, but I don’t. Instead, I let him lead me wherever he wants me to go.
I have never been one to let go of my power and control until Mason.
I smile against his lips. He nips at my bottom lip with a little love bite. I squeal making him chuckle.
With my body wrapped around his, I feel his heartbeat and every time he exhales and inhales. He kisses me one last time before breaking our lip lock. I’m about to ask him what the fuck is up when his eyes turn serious.
“What’s wrong?” I question with more vulnerability than I wanted to show at this moment. I’m never one to show anything but confidence and domineering ways.
“Lucian, we gotta talk about something first before we do anything.”
My eyes widened. “Like what?” We already discussed how I’m new at everything and am going to be terrible at anything organic. That’s not my destiny. My destiny is to not be some Betty Crocker mama who waits on their kids and husband.
“What you’ve been through in the past, won’t happen again. Now that you’re mine, you need to let me protect you and keep you safe.”
“I’m going to try,” I reply. I thought we already discussed this earlier. I don’t know what he’s talking about it now.
“And,” Mason adds, “we’re not having sex until you’re ready.”
“Really?” He does realize that I might never be ready, right? I could possibly never have the urge to have sex again even if it’s with someone great. I don’t know if I have it in me.
He kisses me one more time on the lips. “Yes. Too much too fast is going to ruin this. Now, you hungry?”
Holy shit. We’re in a real relationship and I’m supposedly dead.
Chapter Twenty
Mason
It has been seven days since I kissed Lucian and we haven’t looked back since. I’m trying to warm her up to making out with me and then introduce her to the fun shit when she’s more confident.
Now that I know what she feels like in my hands, I don’t want to let go. Truth be told, I’m falling for the woman a little more quickly than I wanted.
It was also the seventh day that we got the break we needed to find Raul.
Lucian is finally starting to let me touch her a little more every time we make out. I feel like a fucking teenager again with my hands roaming all over her body but stopping before getting to the good spots.
The day we found out Raul’s hiding spot and everything that he has been doing, was the day I had Lucian straddling me with her hips bucking against mine. I don’t try to rush her or make her feel as if I don’t want it… but something has to give.
