Chapter Seventeen: The Beast Feasts - Gabriella

His eyes light up, shining with so much hope that if I were standing would knock me off my feet, and with no preamble, his lips descend on mine in a kiss that consumes my senses. Instantly I feel my entire body light up like the Fourth of July while my brain is nowhere near the helm. As if rehearsed, my fingers find their way into his hair holding him in place – like I even could – as my lips press back firmly against his. His lips are soft as satin, but strong and commanding and as they begin to move against mine I feel my insides throbbing, waking up my libido from its dormant slumber once again.

One large hand cups the back of my head gently, holding me in place as his fingers fist my hair tightly; possessively even, while his other arm snakes around me and pulls me flush against his body. I moan into his mouth as my lips move against his, committing them to memory and I feel myself getting wetter than I ever thought I was capable of. My tongue snakes out and teases the seam of hi