A forbidden night

97.

“Dominic,” Selene breathed as he trailed kisses down her neck. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but right now, it's like she was no longer controlling her body and mind.

“Let's stop, please. This isn't right, Dominic.” She pleaded, but Dominic wasn't in the mood to let her go anymore.

She was his, and he wanted to claim her. “I want you, Selene. I want you fucking so much!” He took her lips in another searing hot kiss, and she could feel her resolve weakening.

His kisses were setting her body on fire, and as much as she didn't want to do this, a part of her kept screaming for her to do it. He was her mate, after all.

And so, she let herself go, reciprocating the kiss and allowing him to do those dirty things to her. She wanted to know what it felt like to be devoured by your mate. The last time this happened, she was drunk and had no idea, but this time, she was conscious and eager for him to fill her.

When Dominic saw that she had finally given in, he carried her in bridal st