Chapter 69: Chapter 69

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You can kiss me in the moonlight..

On the rooftop under the sky, or

You can kiss me with the windows open

While the rain comes pouring inside

Kiss me in sweet slow motion

Let’s let everything slide

You got me floating, you got me flying…!

“This Kiss” by Faith Hill.

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Charlotte feels hot…bloody hot. Azraiel’s hands are on her body…everywhere…His hands roam from the back of her head, tangled in her hair to lazily drag down her back…His hands can’t stand still…. his fingers leave a fire blazing wherever they touch…. His tongue entangled with hers…their lips never leaving each other….hands, as if physically in pain at the thought of not touching each other….

He tastes like coffee….and smells like a forest after rain…she thinks to herself.

This isn’t her first kiss but it bloody feels like it is. If this is how a kiss is supposed to be…then it is HER FIRST KISS….

The world long forgotten, they kiss each other, pouring out every emotion they had suppressed till now….

Passion…Love…Admiration…Lust… everything…

The kiss starts aggressively, his lips planting on hers with force….as if telling her that they are his…He pulls her to him, smashing her whole body against his front, telling her he needs her like she needs him…. She doesn’t fight his dominance…instead, she surrenders…to his pain…to his love…to his wolf…and to him…. She opens her mouth and lets his tongue clash with hers…. his invading her mouth like he invaded her life and hers, surrendering…caressing it…with the softness, he needed and craved. When he realizes what she is doing, his kisses become soft…embracing…appreciating her submission. He leaves her mouth and leaves a trail of kisses down her neck, making her arch her back and moving her head to the side to give him more access. He stops where her neck starts and joins the shoulders…. the place where his mark is supposed to be…. He runs his tongue in circles at the point….making her squirm against him.

The heat between her legs demanding friction and forcing her to push herself into him more…His assault on her neck continues, he bites softly, leaving red marks and then soothing the sting with his tongue lapping on the marks. His mouth moves upwards behind her ear….and she almost screams when he softly bites and tugs at her ear lobe…A quiet moan leaves her lips as he puts his hands on her hips, thrusting them into his. It’s like he can read her mind…because the next thing she knows is that he is moving her while kissing her….

Towards the bed….

He makes her sit on the edge of the bed…while his lips never leave hers….slowly pushing her into the mattress, forcing her to move upwards on the bed. When she is in the middle of her bed, he breaks the kiss for a second and Charlotte opens her closed eyes to frown at the interruption. ….and she is left breathless….

His eyes….they are not the blue she loves…but a stunning golden….the very ones she saw on the white wolf….

His wolf was showing through…and her wolf was reacting to it…making a purring sound in her head….she had no idea how to give the reigns to her wolf, to let her peek through her eyes while in the human body..…but she just gave her wolf mental permission to come forward and meet her mate…

She deserves to know him….

It might have worked because just five seconds later, Azraiel’s lips split into a wide smile and his eyes started to shine much brighter…

Still looking into her eyes, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead….and then his smile turned wicked….

Not breaking contact with her eyes…he moved his arm and separated her knees that were pressed together…he moved her legs wide apart, and positioned himself between her legs, barely touching her with his body….His torso was just a whisper far from touching hers…and she wanted to scream at him….Touch me…damn it…

But he didn’t…He places his hands at the side of her head, supporting his weight so as to not squish her underneath him.

And then he started kissing again and soon she forgot that she wanted him to touch her everywhere because his kisses were compensating for everything. He continued kissing her, sometimes drifting to pepper kisses all over her face while her fingers tangled in his hair, pushing his head down to her mouth.

O god…his mouth…she wanted it all over her body…

He trailed a line of kisses down her neck to the middle of her chest and she arched her back while panting…her gasps, a clear indication of what he did to her….what he was capable of doing to her… She moved her hands down his back, feeling his muscles tense beneath her fingertips, kneading his muscles softly…she arched her body, even more when he cupped her breast with his hand….oh god….She arched almost all of her top body to meet his and placed her hands on his hips to push them into hers….and finally

Their bodies touched….

And it drove her fucking crazy….She wanted this man…she needed this man….all of him….and yet she knew…she just somehow knew that it wouldn’t happen right now….

So she just let go of the thought and surrendered to the present moment. She continued kissing him, sometimes twisting her body so that she could kiss his neck….and at first, she was afraid that she’d do it wrong…that she’d never have the same effect on him that he was having on her…but as she kissed his neck…letting her wolf take over and sucking at the spot where she’d mark him….she heard him groan...and mutter “Yes…right there…”…

Smiling while kissing him, she let go of her fears, somehow trusting the man who was making her feel things she never thought she’d feel. She kissed him with equal force, vigor and passion. Letting it all out….

And knowing that she’d be kissed like this for the rest of her life just sent a delicious shiver down her spine….

She doesn’t remember for how long they kissed….touched….

But it all stopped when Azraiel leaned back after his teeth scraped a little bit of skin on her neck….

She looked at him quizzingly…his eyes…they were switching between blue and golden…telling her that his wolf was fighting to keep control….and Azraiel wanted it back…

She cupped his face in her palms…. “What’s wrong..?”

He didn’t reply for a few seconds, but then his eyes became his blue again….

With a pained expression, he said “I think we should stop Charlotte….or else my wolf will lose control and mark you…”

“And would that be bad…?” She asked quietly…. she knew what a mark meant….and she wasn’t afraid…for the first time in her life, she was so damn certain about something…. If she is to die during her shift, then she’d rather die with the memories of her mate and his wolf, than keep him far.

“No…No…” His eyes and voice turn soft…. “It wouldn’t be bad…it would be the most beautiful thing in this world…my mark on your neck…. But right now…with everything that happened today, we don’t know if you are hybrid or tribrid…and how those species would react to my mark on you…”

She understood want he was saying…he was controlling his wolf for her sake….but she didn’t want to wait….

“For how long….? For how long are we going to wait…?” She asks…sadness starts to bloom in her chest.

“Not long…I promise you…” he replies determined….. “Katya and I are working on it….and I promise you…you won’t undergo the shift unmarked….I promise…” He vows and kisses her forehead slightly.

Caressing her cheek softly, he leans down to place a soft gentle kiss on her lips and then moves away from her.

He stands and adjusts his pants to hide the bulge and she knows that her cheeks are getting heated, but she doesn’t look away…She lies there on her bed, breathing hard, completely aware of the way her body was reacting just by looking at him.

When he looks up at her, his eyes are hooded… “Charlotte…!” he rasps…. “Don’t…” He sniffs the air….He must have smelled her arousal….

and she decided to have mercy on him.

She sits up and then stands, her legs feeling wobbly. He opens his arms for her and she immediately hugs him, her arms circling his waist. His arms cage her, putting her head on his chest. She could feel him place a kiss on the top of her crown….and say

“Let’s get you settled in our home, shall we…?”

She hums in agreement…. “mhmm….but I think I need a cold shower first…”

She feels the vibrations as his chest rumbles with laughter, and with mirth lacing his voice, he says… “I think so too, love…I think so too….”