The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 52

52 Perfect taboo

“Ophelia, if you will.” His voice emitted a painful groan that grew darker, hungrier, and deeper. “I don’t think I can restrain myself.. I really want to touch you.”

Ophelia found it hard to comprehend that his words, voice, and proximity would have such a powerful effect on her. He was the only thing on her thoughts. He alone. All of her concern, anxiety, pain, and wrath vanished, and all she could think about was him. His compassion had caused her to tumble helplessly, and as he carefully put his arms around her waist, he silenced all of her doubts and worries.

“Or would you like to wait until the night of our wedding? I doubt that I’ll

be able to wait till then.”

Ophelia gently nodded. He was correct–lycans have a very high sex drive.

How on earth did he survive all alone in Nexus?

As he suddenly raised his head and turned to face her with those sparkling eyes, she gasped and bit her lip in realization of what was happening in her thoughts. Her brain became oatmeal under his electric, seductive gaze.

“There’s… There’s no wedding.” She wanted to scream out because her

body was overheating so much. She had to resist him and put up a fight!

“We’ve kissed before.” She murmured and forced a hard swallow. He pulled his face close to hers until their lips were only an inch apart.

He growled seductively, “That wasn’t a kiss, FireStorm,” and curled his finger under her chin.

“Do you want just a kiss?” He whispered and lifted her chin.

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Ophelia pursed her lips, locking eyes with his brilliant eyes that gripped her tightly and rendered her motionless. Before she realized it, she nodded.

She struggled to find her voice but eventually did despite the fact that she was utterly out of breath. “Ye.. yes… ju.. just a kiss.” He was making her stutter so badly that she had to swallow back any words she might have been about to say as his eyes twisted amorously.

“Very well, then,”

She suddenly felt her back firmly press against the door. Ophelia experienced extreme dominance. The acute uneasiness she was beginning to experience made her certain that she would soon begin rambling off rubbish.

“Can I close my eyes?” She had to inquire. Her voice was coming out so feeble.

“Sure.” She closed her eyes as his hot breath fanning her lips caused them to spontaneously split.

Ophelia waited anxiously. She hoped her legs wouldn’t give up, but she soon started to reassure herself that nothing bad was going to happen. It was just a kiss; she wasn’t about to be stabbed or anything. It was a regular, safe kiss. She relaxed, bit by bit, with ease. However, she tightened up when she heard him chuckle.

“First kiss?”

“I suppose,” She inhaled deeply.

“Hmm.”

At that very moment, she felt a slight heat touch on her bottom lip. Even though she hardly felt it, the contact made her tense up. Her entire body was filled with an overwhelming blooming sensation, and as she tried to

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take a breath, she felt her back empty and then shoved into a hard, cold

wall.

His hands slipped away from her and pressed against the walls, caging her between his arms. His lips were soft, light, and loving when they touched hers, as if he were relieving her of all her cares and woes. He suddenly drew back, staring at her while desperately attempting to suppress his intense yearning. His claws shot out and made light contact with the walls.

“Goddess!” With a low growl and a series of soft, comforting kisses, he completely controlled her mouth.

Ophelia’s lashes trembled as her body strangely reacted to him.

Eventually, she found herself parting her lips and opening an invitation to him. He was frighteningly difficult to resist, way too soft and passionate. She had the impression that she was entering the devil’s den. A taboo. A perfect taboo. She should have been able to resist it, but she couldn’t help

herself.

His heart was thumping hard against his chest, and as soon as she parted her lips, he locked his mouth with hers, savoring her taste. He was losing it while Ophelia felt herself in the clouds. Her entire being was overcome by hot, blazing clouds.

As soon as he put his tongue into her mouth, she trembled and

whimpered loudly. He tangled, licked, and sucked until she felt weak and lightheaded. He eased back as she breathed shakily, allowing her the opportunity to breathe. It didn’t take long until he entered her mouth once more. This time, in contrast to the earlier sweet, soft kisses, he devoured her mouth viciously, sucking and licking every crevice till he groaning loudly.

Holding onto his shoulders as his kisses started to get hungrier and

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