Chapter 246 - Possession And Obsession

Persephone felt his weight over her body as his lips met hers again. She gasped for breath but he showed no mercy. He was a man unbridled today. There was nothing that could stop him from savouring her today. Not that she wanted him to stop like ever. But if he stopped, she would scratch his face!

Her watery green eyes shone under the moonlight deliriously and a gust of cold wind brought her shiver, making her want to clutch to him for warmth. 

They had been in cold water for several minutes and yet their bodies were burning like a hot furnace. Never had she ever thought one day a kiss would make her so wildly hot and wet and a mess. At this moment, she couldn't utter a word. Or one could say she didn't want to utter a word. 

She didn't want to forget this moment ever. If she could she would do anything to have this day and every moment it had tattooed in her head and heart. 

The kiss didn't start tender and slower like the first one, it was full of possession and obsession. She was his obsession, he wanted to let her know and he was her possession. He belonged to her even if she didn't. 

Their teeth clinked and their tongues battled for dominance. He was so lost in the kiss that he didn't feel an ounce of pain when her nails dug into his skin, forming half moons. Maybe he felt the tiny hint of pain but he chose to remember the feel of their tongues battling against each other. Even at this time, he had his priorities sorted out. 

One would say it was the first time he was kissing her but it wasn't. Yet, he was kissing as it was the first time in his life he got to taste the nectar he had been searching for all along. She was the nectar to his poison, the cure to his every problem. 

He kissed her like his life depended on her. 

He kissed her as if he was saying all those words he was unable to utter. 

This kiss was him telling her what she meant to him. 

Even if he wanted, he couldn't kiss her tenderly because he couldn't love her gently or tenderly. His love for her was like a wildfire that knew only to surge, never to extinguish. The flames of love had engulfed and there was no saving him for this feeling. 

It was either he would rule this fire of love or sacrifice his mortal body to make his love for her immortal. 

His arms slipped under her waist and the next moment she felt herself picked up in the air. He was carrying her towards the inside of the villa. 

She stifled a gasp as she felt her feet touching the ground back and the cold glass door of the patio softly hitting her back. She found herself trapped between the door and his body. Her heart was running in her rib cage, threatening to run away at any moment. Their chest moved up and down. 

She was so tiny compared to him. Her head barely reached his neck without heels on. And so she tiptoed to wrap her arms around his neck but he grabbed her by her hips and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. 

She felt her breath quickening and before she could react, his lips moved the trail of wet kisses on her jaw and neck. Leaving nibbles on the side of her neck in between. He was marking her as his as if he had decided that she was his. 

If he believed she would let him dominate her just like that, he had another thing coming … 

If he really wanted her forever, he had to learn that they were equal not only in the marriage but in the bed too! 

"I have been missing your taste for so long, Red," Santiago said, sucking on her soft kisses. She moaned in reply as she forgot once again what she had decided. "Three months. Three months since I have you. I missed you so much, baby." 

Although she was in front of him every day, he still missed her. They shared the same bed and room yet he missed her. She was closer to him more than any other person yet she wasn't his. 

He couldn't tell in words how much he had missed her all this while. 

Oh Lord, how could he love someone to the extent of madness? 

"Who was at fault?" Persephone said, gasping. She opened her eyes to look at his intense blue orbs. They were darkened with lust. Excellent. Just how she preferred. 

She quivered as she realised he was the starved would and she was nothing but the lamb, disguised as a tigress. She was never a match for him. One shouldn't take more than he could handle. 

But Persephone only realised it when he growled like a wolf near her ear and opened the patio door, bringing her to the bedroom. Her body touched the soft mattress and he got both of them rid of leftover unnecessary clothes. 

His mouth was about to touch her big breasts but she leaned back, quickly dodging the attack of a starved Alpha. When he looked at her while growling, she gave him an irritated look. 

"Don't even think about it, "Persephone said. 

"This is not fair," Santiago muttered. He had seen Eleanora sucking those beautiful breasts and lord knew how many days he had lusted after he beheld new changes in her wife. She was curvier and more cuddly. Her big mounds teased and tested his self-control every time she believed that leaving them bare under her tops was a good idea. 

Yes, he was a gentleman most of the time. But he was her husband first and how was he supposed to not ogle her? 

"Just once,"He tried negotiating with her but he was met with a scowl. "Fine, lucky Eleanora Vitello!"