Chapter Nine
244 Words
"Please, hunter, you need to stop; we can't do this".
I hardly convinced myself.
I wanted this, too
His power over me was addictive, and I had never felt such a strong reaction to anyone before.
That stupid smirk crossed his face seconds before he swept me over the abyss, blinding lights flashed behind my closed eyelids, a wave crashing, my fingers digging into his muscled arms. I must have made a noise as he was kissing me all over again, all while moving his fingers more, keeping me riding that wave as long as possible. Slowly, reality started sinking in.
What had we done…?
"You can't still be cold to me after that, Serina."
I was mortified.
How could I have let that happen?
With the sunrise, I was completely sober; I couldn't blame the witches' brew this time. That had been all my desire. What happened to hating him? Everything he had done to me growing up, I hated him.I was fighting my own self.
Why did he have this effect on me?
I couldn't understand.
He was watching me fighting my inner self. I could barely look at him; even now, his body was so close to mine.
His scent tingled in my senses, but I needed answers.
"Why are you doing this, Hunter? What do you want from me?"
He hovered above me now. Our legs tangled, and our breathing ragged.
"Everything, Serina, I want everything."
And he was gone.
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