Mia’s l*ips trembled as she looked at Elijah from under her eyelashes. She craned her head up as he leaned his head down. Their faces were just a breath away. His warm breath fell on her cheeks. She had this urge, this basic need to feel his firm but pillowy l*ips with her l*ips. She wanted to feel him the way she felt him a few days back. Elijah was at least six feet tall, lean but muscled. His features were flawless. A dark stubble covered his wide masculine jaw and strong cleft chin. His dark collar-length hair was thick and wavy. The way he positioned himself closer to her, with predatory gaze.
Mia stood there fixed in her place, excited. Her l*ips parted with the blatant need. She didn’t know what she wanted or what he wanted. She felt like if she didn’t t*ouch him or feel the skin that showed through the open buttons of his c*hest, she would die.
“Mia,” his voice came out raw. His expression was that of desperation and craze. She brought her h*and up and said, “C-can I-I- t*ouch you?”
They heard a slight giggle from the side but neither was interested as to who giggled. Soft footsteps later, they heard the door closing.
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Elijah shuddered. “Yes, you can,” he said in a raw voice that dripped with need and l*ust.
Mia’s b*ody trembled. She wondered if she should, but she was desperate to do it. She had been around him all the time and while she really loved him, this was the first time she felt like she wanted to t*ouch him, embrace him and maybe… merge with him. Her feelings were insane, but to test the waters, she brought her f*ingers to his forehead and brushed those wavy curls away.
Elijah’s jaw clenched and whatever air he had in his lungs, punched out. She placed her h*and on his c*hest and even though his muscles leapt to her t*ouch, he stayed in control because he had to tamper his beast. However h*ard he tried, his beast let out a growl of approval. “Mia,” he rasped in a broken voice. “Your t*ouch burns me.” When she was about to remove her h*and from there, he said, “Don’t remove.”
Boldness filled her and she lightly moved her f*ingers over his velvety skin that stretched over his ripped muscles until she lay her h*and over the right side of his c*hest. Accidently, her f*ingers grazed his n*ipple and his muscles rippled beneath her t*ouch. Elijah still hadn’t placed his h*and on her. His eyes had that anguished look as if he was trying everything he could to stay in control.
Mia moved her h*and to the left side and even though her heart was leaping against the ribcage, she sensed that his agitation had eased. His eyelids became heavy. “Mia,” he said in a low voice.
She leaned forward, forward until she was a hair’s breadth away from his c*hest. She was unable to control herself and she pressed a k*iss on his c*hest.
“F*uck!” Every self-restraint that he had on himself, he lost it. He grabbed her by her waist and picked her up until they were both at eye-level. She gasped. With one h*and, he securely held her against his b*ody and sn*aked his other h*and to hold the back of her head. He inclined his l*ips as they brushed hers. “I can’t stop now, Mia…” he said against her l*ips. “If you want me to stop, you have to say it now.”
But Mia purred and closed her eyes. That was all the invitation he needed. He crashed his l*ips on her hers and seized them. He s*ucked in her lower l*ip and she s*ucked in his upper l*ip. Soon, he l*icked against the seam of her l*ips and parted them. His t*ongue entered her m*outh and he g*roaned. In the dance of the t*ongue, they explored each other’s m*ouths. He dominated her in every way and she loved it. She wanted to submit to his dominance. Soon both of them were breathless. When he pulled away, they were p*anting. He rested his forehead on hers and said, “I am ruined for life.” It was their first k*iss.
She chuckled. She buried her face in the crook of his n*eck and k*issed him there, softly grazing his skin with her wee fangs. He shuddered. He always wanted to keep her in his arms but he slid her down slowly, making her feel the h*ardness of his e*rection. Mia stayed there against his c*hest and he enveloped her in his embrace. “I hope you are my mate, Elijah,” she confessed. “I- I love you.”
“Oh goddess,” he sounded pained. “I hope so too.”
She pulled herself away from him and he saw that her eyes had flooded with tears. He wiped them with his f*ingers and said, “I am going to be with you on your first shift.”
“But Elijah,” she argued, craning up her head to meet his gaze. “I don’t want to break your heart. I hope I don’t meet my mate because I don’t think I would be able to stay without you. Please don’t come to the forest with us. I will be very agonized.”
He curled his thumb and foref*inger under her chin. “Mia, I want to be there with you. I don’t care about the consequences, but it is something I had wished to witness for as long as I remember. So you can’t stop me.”
“Oh Elijah,” she rasped and hugged him again. “Can we hold this day and never let it pass?”
He curled his arms around her and rested his chin on her head. He closed his eyes and said, “I want to hold it too. Forever.” Because this was the first time, she had k*issed him and he didn’t know if she would do it again. Elijah knew that if Mia found her mate, she would be wholeheartedly attracted to him. He would just have to fade away in the background.
“Will the shift be difficult?” she asked.
“It will be because your beast will be breaking out of, but just allow her to come out and fade in the background. The shift will be easier. Don’t resist her.”
There was a slight knock on the door. Elijah jumped back and Mia stepped back. She started straightening her gown as he hurried to open the door. The designer was standing there. “Alpha Hunter and Luna River are on the way here,” she said with fear in her eyes.
Elijah was surprised that she had closed the door in the most understanding way. “Thank you, Sarah,” he said. He gave one last longing look to Mia and exited, saying, “I will be there in the woods, waiting for you.”
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