CHAPTER 79: SILVER-EYED HUNGER

She’d always imagined this moment.

The beautiful, electric moment when she would be kissed.

And every time she did, it was Eric’s face she would see in her imagination. Eric was the only thing that revolved around her heart.

But the moment Sylas’s lips touched hers, brushing against her mouth like a question he was terrified to ask, all thoughts of every previous fantasy or imagination she’s had of anyone man vanished into thin air.

Theo exhaled a broken sound, and her fingers clenched against his coat without thinking.

And that was all it took.

Sylas’s hand slid to the back of her neck, and she shivered even more as his fingers settled, pulling her closer. He deepened the kiss, the warmth and cold melting into hunger as he claimed every inch of her trembling response.

Theo’s heart was slamming so hard it almost felt numb. Her wildest dreams have never been this wild before. Even when she knew she was attracted to this man, she never dared think about him this way.

His lips against hers were a devastating precision, moulding his lips against hers and coaxing her to soften up beneath his. He kissed like someone who knew exactly what he was doing.

And Theo felt every part of it, letting out a tiny, helpless gasp.

That sound snapped something inside of him.

His hand moved to her hips, gripping them with raw possession and pulling her flush against his chest, while his other hand kept stroking her neck. Every time it felt like he had drawn back, he returned with more hunger, like he was learning her mouth one reaction at a time.

Her body trembled and she gripped him even tighter. She could feel him also trembling, felt the solid piercing cold of his body that her body’s warmth complemented, and how his heart raced as fast as hers.

Maybe faster.

Her lips parted instinctively, and she pulled him even closer.

A low growl rumbled from his throat, right before he deepened the kiss. His lips slipped between hers, intoxicatingly teasing the edge of her lower lip. It sent a shockwave down her spine, making her whimper - something she couldn’t have stopped even if she had tried.

Sylas froze for half a second.

His control frayed even more, and he kissed her again.

Much deeper, his lips moving in a consuming rhythm that had her melting against him even more. Every stroke of his lips stole another piece of her defence, and at that point, she didn’t mind.

The moment she began kissing him back, she heard a purr vibrating through his chest. Her hand slid to his shoulders, her lips learning the shape and taste of him. He was a fine wine, with a hint of mint and ink. She wanted to drown in the taste of him.

Her lips parted even more, a silent invitation to him. Sylas’s tongue slowly invaded her mouth, consuming each corner as though he was memorising every part of what she was offering.

Theo’s knees buckled from the touch of his tongue, and his grip of her hips tightened. A moment later, they slipped all the way around her waist and she left every tremor that came with his touch through her clothes.

When it felt like he was done unravelling her, his tongue delved out of her mouth but his lips remained on hers with their strokes. He softly bit her bottom lip, and a soft cry escaped her lips.

Her eyes spun a bit, and she felt her knees weaken even more.

Slowly, he pulled back for a second and rested his forehead against hers.

His breath was still slow, but insanely ragged against hers. He was close enough that if she tilted her chin a little, their lips would touch again.

He lifted his hand from her waist slowly, his fingers tracing up her spine, to the nape of her neck, until he was cradling her jaw with a gentleness and a feeling that told her that first kiss was nothing compared to what he was about to do.

"Venom," He murmured, a deep strangle.

She almost shuddered, "Professor..."

"Don’t!" His thumb swept over her swollen button lips, making her breath hitch again, "Don’t call me that right now,"

He lifted her chin, forcing her eyes to stay locked on his electric blue eyes. She didn’t know what he saw in her eyes, but whatever it was, it had his eyes looking almost silver.

"Change," He said quietly, almost like an order.

Theo’s face flamed, "What?"

His breath shook, "Morph, Venom. Change into yourself. I want to kiss and touch you in your true form,"

Kiss and touch her? Oh God. She was really about to lose it. But what really scared her, was that the thought of doing it was so strong.

So strong that she could already feel herself changing - as if she had given Seraphina the go-ahead or her wolf had simply given in to his command.

In seconds, she was standing there in his arms - her real scent flaring with heat, her eyes wide with breathlessness and her breast pressed against his chest.

And that made the tension between them skyrocket. He inhaled sharply, her scent rushing into his lungs like an addictive drug he was taking for the first time, and she was very, very sure his eyes had turned silver at this point.

Then, he reached out and took off his glasses.

She watched, holding her breath.

He tossed it away, and it landed somewhere between his desk and chair. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was what he had planned right now - the dark thoughts he had in mind, and the sheer force of his hunger even before he dived in for her again.

He looked even hotter without his glasses, and she didn’t realise when she bit her lips. He watched the movement obsessively.

"Venom," it sounded like he was cursing and struggling, "I...I...Gods...,"

"What?" She whispered.

"You, goddamnit!" His thumb caressed where she had bitten, and a cold chill raced down her spine. She tilted her chin up, wanting to feel more of him, "Everything you do... Every single thing... It’s...," He suddenly laughed, a rich, deep laugh filled with disbelief, "It’s Cataclysmic,"

Her breath shattered as heat curled low in her stomach. She felt her pulse erupt everywhere, especially somewhere she didn’t dare admit, but could only press her thighs together.

Then, he inhaled again, and his whole body went rigid. The scent of her arousal had hit him like a punch to the ribs and she didn’t realise his eyes could change colour again till it turned molten silver.

He sucked in a deeper breath, and a primal growl reverberated up his chest.

"Damn," He growled, his voice the deepest it’s ever been, whispering along the curve of her ear, "You’ve done it again,"

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