Chapter 76

I gasped in surprise and that gave Dante the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth as he tasted me. 

I couldn't think clearly, my entire body felt like it was up in flames. 

I felt a wet droplet on my skin and realized that rain was now falling. I mȯȧnėd and buried my hand in Dante's hair as I pushed my body into his. My body craved his nearness so much more than I expected it to, it was as though now that I had him this close I couldn't get enough of him. 

His hands travelled from my neck and I trembled as his fingers grazed my brėȧst before he reached my waist and held it in a tight grip. His scent mixed with the rain was almost too much for me to take, my senses were all over the place. All I could taste, feel and smell was Dante Clarke. 

This shouldn't feel this good but yet. . . It did. 

I hadn't even realized how much I'd been craving his lips on mine until now.

He slowly lifted his lips from my mouth and started kissing the rain droplets on my face before lowering his lips onto my neck. I gasped as he begun to suck on the skin, I felt my eyes roll back in my head at how good this felt. 

I couldn't help myself as I grinded my body against his raging hard on, my body craving so much more than what he was giving to me. I heard him groan against my neck as my hands travelled down his back, holding onto him tightly. 

"You always taste so fuċkɨnġ good Kyomi," he whispered against my wet skin, "you're like a God damn drug."

I gasped as he spread my legs wide open and settled between me. This was torture, I wanted all of our clothes gone. He gripped my brėȧst in one hand whie pushing his body a little forward, making contact with my sėnsɨtɨvė area. I cried out at the contact, my body needing more. 

Dante rudely pulled away from me, both of us panting hard. His eyes were drawn to my exposed legs before he looked back at me with so much heat that I would have fallen if I wasn't already lying on the ground. "They're gone," he said hoarsely. "We need to keep moving."

They? 

"Kyomi?" Dante called. He was standing above me with his hands outstretched, his way of offering to help me get up. 

"Why did you kiss me?" I demanded. 

He dropped back onto the ground with me, his face inches away from mine. "What was I supposed to do?" He asked. "You were trembling on the ground, scared for your life. I couldn't risk you making any sound nor did I like seeing you like that. It was the first thought that came into my head to help you forget about our situation."

That angered me further due to the fact that it did help, it helped way more than it should have. I'd forgotten about everything but Dante's lips on my body. And all it had taken for that to happen was just one simple touch from him. 

Dante sighed and gripped my waist, pulling me off the ground with him. "We don't have time for this right now, all I'm concerned about is keeping you safe. If it means doing things you aren't pleased about, then so be it."

I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying anything else. He was obviously in a bad mood and we were in a horrible situation. Once we got out of this alive I could go back to ignoring him. 

"Are you ready?" He asked. 

I nodded and followed him deeper into the jungle. The rest of the walk was quiet despite the occasional weird sounds from the wild animals living here. Dante seemed lost in his thoughts while I was still caught up in the tingling sensation all over my body from being touched by him again. 

I missed the way it felt to have him so close to me and I hated him for it. If he hadn't betrayed me, we could have enjoyed this. But now I had to deny my body the one man it's ever wanted. 

Did he always kiss all of the women he slept around with like that? I felt jealousy enter my body at that thought. 

I just had to fall for a player like Dante Clarke! I should have known I was walking into trouble the moment he looked my way. 

"We're almost there." He called over his shoulder. 

A gunshot pierced through the quiet night and Dante immediately grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, covering my ear. This one was close. . . Too close. 

I felt Dante stiffen and noticed that he was glaring at something. I followed his gaze and immediately froze with fear. 

There were three men with guns pointed in our direction. 

One of them caught my gaze, he was practically grinning at us. His smile wide, he seemed happy to have finally found us. 

"Well look at what we have here," the man said with a smirk. "Dante Clarke and his pretty wife."

Dante stiffened at that man's words, his glare deadly. "Your fight is with me, let her go and there wouldn't be any trouble."

The man who seemed like the leader motioned for one of his men to the back of him. "Grab her!"

My eyes widened as he nodded his head and started to approach us. Before he could even touch me however, Dante pulled out his gun and shot his leg. The man dropped to the ground, shouting in pain. The other two aimed their guns towards us, but it was too late. Dante had already been focused on them, in a split second he had already fired at them. Before I could see whether or not he had shot either one of them, he had already grabbed my hand in his and we were once more running through the wet forest. 

"I don't think they are the only ones." Dante shouted. "We need to move even faster now, they would let the others know our locatio—,"

He paused mid sentence, prompting me to look up. 

We were too late. 

There were a group of men in front of us and before either Dante or I had a chance to react, two of the men grabbed me. 

I screamed in horror, my body trembling in fear as they handed me to another one of the terrifying men. 

Dante was breathing hard, his finger on the trigger. "Let her go," he warned, his gaze lethal. 

One of the men chuckled. "Oh Dante, why don't you just give up. No one is coming to help you and you're outnumbered." He replied. "Don't worry, we will take very good care of your wife. . ."