pain and pleasure

Lucy

I went very still, my brain finding it hard to comprehend his lips on mine. He delved further using his tongue, trying to invade my mouth and dominate.

At this point, I could only become too aware of my body completely exposed before him which should have worried me and poked at my sense of decency and dignity.

But none of that happen. Even the shooting pain in my arm had reduced to a dull, throbbing one. My body wanted to edge close.

Laia was doing a very active dance in my head.

“Kiss him, Lucy. Kiss our mate.” I could practically hear her happy howls.

Only my sense of rationality should be against this but even that was nowhere to be found.

Lust kicked in, forcing my lips wide apart to grant him entrance.

And he went in. His tongue clashing with mine as lips warred in a passionate kiss.

I heard someone moan. Maybe it was him or me. I could not tell and right now, I did not care.

As though we weren’t close enough, I tugged him by his shirt closer to me. He obeyed, his legs en