CHAPTER 47: A KISS {2}

Aria had never kissed anyone before. Never even sneaked out to see a boy—not like her sister Liora. She spent most days at home helping out her mother, her nights reading books about wolves that could turn into humans.

Which was why she was completely taken aback to realize what was happening. Jerking back that very second even as she pushed against his chest, only to feel his hand wrap around the back of her head, pulling her even closer to him.

It was strange, but beyond that was something that terrified her as she felt her body instantly begin to heat up—right from the spot where their lips touched to where his hand was on the bare skin of her thighs.

It was even more jarring when she felt him slowly grind his lips against hers, almost like he was urging her to open her mouth—something Aria had no intention of doing.

She was incensed and pissed off, but above that was the heat she could feel pooling in her legs, which signaled something she would rather never experience again.

Her teeth ground together unwillingly as she waited for him to pull away while glaring at him. His eyes were also slightly open, but instead of getting annoyed, he leaned back, murmuring against her lips.

"Open your mouth!" he said, words that might as well have been an order.

Aria didn’t even speak, aware that silence was the best response she could give at that exact moment as she glared at him, only to feel a tinge of satisfaction flash across his face as he leaned closer into her, even as Aria’s heart began to thump heavily in her chest.

The next moment, she felt his hands slide over her dress to grab her breasts, which made her eyes double and widen in size as she gasped in utter shock.

Which was enough for him to lean back in and claim her lips with more intentionality than before, sucking her lips even as he ground his own against hers.

It was utter madness for Aria as she felt her body continue to heat up and experience something she had never felt before and definitely didn’t want to feel. But no matter how much she tried to push him off, Zyren didn’t even budge.

It wasn’t until she began to struggle to breathe that he finally leaned back, giving her just enough space to breathe and gasp for air as he held her chin, almost like he was waiting for her to finish so he could continue.

"Wa-wait! You-you smell of blood!" Aria gasped, pushing against him almost like she could stop him from kissing her again with her puny strength.

"I always smell of blood!" Zyren responded even as he slowly sank his hands into her hair until he caressed it. She sat on him, and she was surprised to feel the bulge in his pants get bigger than before—something that made her want to bolt out of there even faster than before.

"Moreover...you’re terrible at kissing!" he whispered right into her ears in a slightly hoarse tone. "We’ll have to work on that!" he said, but Aria simply glared at him harder than before.

"I’m tired. Can you not— Can I not—"

Zyren interrupted her before she could finish, almost like he was already aware of what she was about to say, even as he slid his hands against her chest, gently enough to graze his thumb against her nipples through her clothes.

Enough to send a shiver through Aria—one she tried to hide but couldn’t, as he held her in place.

"How about this? If you kiss me properly...till I’m satisfied, I’ll let you return to your room!" he said, his red eyes lit up even as he spoke in a teasing tone, his nose sliding against her chin even as he continued to simply touch her bare thighs and graze his fingers along her spine.

For a second, Aria thought the madman in front of her was joking, only to meet his gaze and realize that he was deadly serious.

For a second, it would have been a lie for her to say that she wasn’t interested. The heat in her lower belly was getting worse, and soon she would be unable to hide it.

The last thing she wanted was what happened to happen again, especially with Zyren in the strange aroused state he seemed to be in.

Yet, the thought of willingly placing her lips back on his was something she couldn’t physically stomach as she balled her fists together by her side.

She had to choose between the rock and a hard place, and the choice soon became obvious when the opposite meant losing her senses enough for her to beg him to sleep with her.

Grinding her teeth together, she slowly leaned closer, shocked to see a trace of surprise flash in Zyren’s eyes as he watched her lean into him, followed by curiosity.

It was supposed to be lightning-fast! Kiss him and get off him before dashing back toward her room, leaving the hall still filled with bleeding corpses.

But she had just leaned in, placing her lips on him, about to draw back when she felt Zyren take over, parting her lips as he kissed her wildly and passionately enough for her to lose all sense of time for a moment.

His tongue wrapped around hers as he evoked pleasure like she had never felt before, so much so that it threw Aria into a daze that she was lost in for a full moment.

Zyren was just as invested, his hands grabbing her by the waist, pressing her body closer to his, almost like he couldn’t get enough.

Almost like it wasn’t enough. He was just about to deepen the kiss even more when Aria suddenly fought wildly to jerk away from him, going as far as to bite down hard on his lips until they bled a second before Zyren leaned back.

An annoyed expression on his face even as Aria screamed at him with all the fury she could muster, more angry at herself than anyone else—at the idea that she had allowed the kiss to go on for moments more than it should have.

"I hate kissing you, and I hate it when you touch me!" she screamed at him.