CHAPTER 155: MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

I took his hand and placed it on my chest. "My heart is beating."

"I know..." he amused. "Thank the goddess."

"It beats for you, only you. I choose you, Drevon."

"And I choose you, too." He leaned down to me and stole my lips in a kiss.

It started slow at first, enjoying the connection before it turned heated. I rose on my tiptoe just to deepen the kiss. Drevon’s hand slipped behind my head and pulled me more as he devoured my mouth, curving his head numerous times.

"The only thing that can kill me is you," he muttered against my lips. "I exist only for you, Eloise, and no one else."

"Drevon..." I murmured, voice choked with emotions. "I never meant to hurt you. I know I did, and you don’t deserve that. You don’t deserve me."

"That is for me to decide, is it not?" he teased. "I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you, but I’m selfish." He kissed me again.

"I-I don’t want to be apart from you anymore," I shook my head. "I don’t think I can bear that."

"I’m your home, Eloise...always."

I sobbed as I kissed him hungrily, and Drevon returned the favor, threading his finger gently between my curls. He picked me up and placed me on the table, pulling my hair over my shoulder, eyes on his mark, but I grew apprehensive when I recalled Damon’s bite.

My body froze as I locked in that memory, but Drevon stunned me when he leaned down to it and kissed.

I broke, placing my hands on his shoulders to push him away, feeling disgusted with myself.

"Fear not, Eloise. Your body only welcomes my mark." He circled it just to prove his point.

I was expecting a large wound, but what I felt so far was a single mark.

I opened my eyes, confusion screaming on my face.

"I thought—"

"Your body rejected his mark. The reason why it almost killed you."

I was in shock, my mouth agape as I tried to register what he had just said. To prove his words again, Drevon used his tongue on his mark, and chills broke my entire body.

He helped me down the table and walked me to the mirror, gathering my hair on one side.

My broad eyes were on my neck, only Drevon’s mark was there, and the aftermath of what Damon had done was gone, almost like it wasn’t there to begin with.

Was I dreaming? I could still feel his canines ripping my skin apart.

"You were made for me, Eloise, born for me."

And I believed him. There was no doubt in my heart when he uttered those words, for I knew, felt it even.

"My mate." He pressed a kiss directly on that area, and it throbbed heavily, almost making my entire body go numb.

I faced him, and our lips collided in an intense, passionate lock. I felt my feet off the ground, the cool air kissing my skin. The next thing was my back pressing into the softness of the bed.

Drevon’s hands were everywhere, caressing my body with a tenderness that stole my breath away. He didn’t advance intimately, just taking his time, as if to imprint in his brain that I was real.

I felt him too... the hard pack of muscles above me, his heart raced as mine did, and his kisses were never-ending.

My hand flew to the headboard, pressing into the cushion as Drevon took his kisses to my chest, flowing to my stomach, lifting my nightdress along with it until the cool air kissed my skin.

"Don’t stop..." I breathed. "Please..."

Drevon kissed my thigh before running his tongue swiftly until he got to my heat.

I clenched the cushion hard when he breathed directly at that spot.

"All wet for me," he murmured deeply, and the vibrations were a trap sent from hell, because I felt myself melt beyond words, until it felt like I was peeing.

A deep growl rumbled from Drevon’s chest, and I swore my insides vibrated too.

"I have been drowning myself in wine for the past hour, but this?" He spread me wider. "I may never recover."

My face burned in redness, I felt too open and held captive, so I tried to shut my knees, but his mouth fastened onto my core, and I drew a sharp breath, swallowing up the screams that almost unleashed from me.

I was in paradise, euphoria taking over my entire existence as Drevon delicately eats me, kisses, sucks, tongue... tongue.

My eyes flew open when he coiled that wicked tongue of his, and I froze, not from pleasure but the twirling icy crystal snowflake in the air.

When Drevon’s tongue went deeper, a moan tore from my throat, and more snowflakes materialized out of nothing. I clenched the sheets tightly as pleasure seeped through, and I didn’t see stars, I saw snowflakes.

"Mmhhnnh... Drevon...!" My hand dug into his hair and pushed him further into me, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I came heavily.

Amidst the tremors taking over my body, Drevon saw this as an opportunity to ravage me. I came again, and again. I lost count at the fourth time, within that span of seconds, Drevon drove me to bliss, and I got dizzy, on the verge of passing out.

But Drevon’s tongue thrust, picking up from where he left, leaving me in pieces as my body broke down from another round of pleasure.

Just when I thought I would die from it, Drevon freed me, standing on his knees, his entire face and chest running with sweat. He used his thumb to swipe his lips, and his tongue licked the remnants of my juices clean.

The feral look in Drevon’s glowing eyes awoke my body in ways I couldn’t explain. This part of Drevon was unlike anything I have seen and irresistibly arousing.

He ran a hand through his wet hair, and it slipped behind, scanty strands falling to meet his eyes.

"Allow me to take care of you tonight, my love."