Bedmates Soulmates novel Chapter 64

He hated this feeling of being at sea. 

It was frustrating, not knowing what to do. 

Kira fidgeted as she was forced to look into the abyss that was his eyes. 

For a surreal moment, she experienced vertigo, as if she was in danger of falling into that bottomless void. 

She was wearing a cotton t–shirt and a pair of denim shorts, but she felt naked under his gaze. 

Kira gulped, stammering, ‘W..whatever it is that I did wrong, I’m truly, honestly sorry. If you would care to, uh, enlighten me on the cause, I’ll do everything in my power to make amen-” 

Her last word died in her throat. 

Austyn lowered his head and kissed her on the lips roughly. 

He took possession of her mouth and claimed it as his domain, exploring every part with a tongue that brooked no resistance. 

Kira felt the hotness of his breath and the fervour of his kiss. 

He savoured her like she was the last drop of water on earth. 

He ran his hands over her lithe figure, exploring, searching for answers he couldn’t find within himself. 

How was he supposed to enlighten her when he was just as confounded? 

It was a passionate, almost violent kiss. 

Kira couldn’t think. 

The ruthless conqueror advanced, taking over her body and her senses. 

She was getting light–headed. 

There was not enough oxygen. 

She pushed against him, but it was like a fawn trying to dislodge a banyan tree 

He didn’t budge. 

All she got for her trouble was a nip on her bottom lip. 

‘Don’t move!” he hissed. 

‘I’m sorry.” Kira was on the verge of tears. ‘I shouldn’t have listened to Elsie. I won’t do it again, I promise! I didn’t know you’re so scared of frogs. Please don’t be mad.” 

Austyn felt her chest heaving underneath him. 

He bit her earlobe. “Fool!! 

Cradling her face with his hands, he licked the place on her lip where he’d bitten, trailing kisses down her chin, her–neck, the hollow between her collarbones, and then lower. 

He got his dessert, after all. 

Monday. 

Kira got through the morning by minimising her water intake to avoid trips to the bathroom. 

She wasn’t sure if her sore, tight, stiff thigh muscles could be trusted to carry her down the short hallway. 

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