Chapter 18 Steamy Night–2
|| Lilac’s POV ||
Alaric’s eyes flashed with something primal, his lips crashing onto mine in a kiss that was fierce and hungry. His hands slid down to my waist, pulling me closer as his mouth moved against mine with a desperation that left me breathless. The taste of him was intoxicating, a mix of whiskey and something uniquely Alaric that made my head spin.
His hands roamed over my body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through me. He pulled me even closer, our bodies pressed together in a way that left no space between us. The heat of his skin against mine was almost unbearable, the friction of our movements igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both.
I tugged at his shirt, my fingers fumbling with the buttons as I tried to undress him. Alaric chuckled, the sound low and rich as he pulled back slightly, his hands covering mine.
“Let me,” he said, his voice a soft command.
I nodded, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps as he undid the buttons one by one, his movements slow and deliberate. His shirt fell to the floor, revealing the hard planes of his chest, his skin warm and smooth under my hands. I traced the lines of his muscles, my fingers trembling slightly as I explored the contours of his body.
Alaric’s hands slid to the hem of my dress, his fingers brushing against my skin as he lifted it over my head. The cool air hit my skin, sending a shiver through me, but the heat of his gaze quickly replaced it. His eyes roamed over my body, his expression one of raw hunger as he took in the sight of me.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with awe, the words sending a thrill through me.
I smirked, my confidence returning as I stepped closer, my hands resting on his chest. “You’re not so bad yourself,” I said, my tone teasing.
Alaric chuckled, the sound low and rich as he leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a kiss that was both tender and demanding. His hands slid down to my waist, pulling me closer as his mouth moved against mine with a hunger that left me breathless.
He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to the bed. The soft mattress dipped under our weight as he laid me down, his body hovering over mine as he kissed me again, his lips moving against mine with a desperation that left me breathless.
His hands roamed over my body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through me. He kissed his way down my neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched. His teeth grazed my skin, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity through me.
Alaric,” I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair as he continued to explore my body with his lips and hands.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down at me.
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“Tell me what you want, Lilac,” he said, his voice rough with emotion.
I smirked, my confidence returning as I looked up at him.
“You,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside me. “I want you.”
“You’re perfect,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe as he reached out to trace the curve of my waist.
I shivered at his touch, my skin tingling as his fingers trailed over my skin.
“Alaric,” I whispered, my voice trembling with desire.
His hands sliding to my back as he unhooked my bra, the fabric falling away to reveal my bare chest. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of me, his hands roaming over my body with a possessiveness that sent a thrill through me.
“Mine,” he growled, his voice low and filled with dominance as he leaned in to capture my lips in another searing kiss.
I melted into the kiss, my hands tangling in his hair as I kissed him back with equal fervor. His hands roamed over my body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through me. He pulled me even closer, our bodies pressed together in a way that left no space between us. The heat of his skin against mine was almost unbearable, the friction of our movements igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both.
Alaric’s lips trailed down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin as he nipped and sucked at the sensitive flesh. I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders as I arched into his touch. His hands slid to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as he lifted me up and carried me to the bed.
He laid me down gently, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down at me.
“You’re mine, Dove,” he said, his voice filled with a raw intensity that made my heart race.
Alaric leaned down, his lips trailing over my skin as he positioned himself between my legs.
“Only mine, Lilac,” he growled, his voice low and filled with dominance as he thrust into me.
I cried out, my hands gripping his shoulders as I arched into his touch. The sensation was overwhelming, the heat and friction of his body against mine sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me. Alaric’s movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
“Alaric,” I moaned, my voice trembling with desire as I clung to him.
He leaned down, his lips capturing mine in another searing kiss as he continued to move inside me. The heat between us was undeniable, the chemistry between us crackling like a live wire. I could feel the tension building inside me, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it finally snapped.
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coming in short, uneven gasps.
