Aldric didn’t plan to kiss Islinda.
Oh well, who was he kidding? The thought did cross his mind but he didn’t act on it. All he had known was that he couldn’t let Islinda go unpunished for running from him, how though? He had no idea. But he knew his wicked mind well and it was surely going to deliver brilliant ideas.
And yet, when his hand encircled his waist Islinda was just staring at him with those adorable wide eyes. She looked a little flustered and Aldric realized he had kind of missed ruffling her emotions. He missed her. No! This had to be Eli influencing his emotions! No matter what happened tonight, Islinda was dying tonight.
Then suddenly, her lips were on his, and his mind went blank. His wicked mind could not think of anything except gobbling up this adorable rabbit for breakfast. Rabbit meat had never felt so adorable. There had to be something special about Islinda because he had already kissed her a couple of times and yet he kept on yearning for more.
Again. It had to be Eli’s doing, however, Aldric knew Islinda had not been drunk when she decided to kiss him. She clearly knew that it was him chasing her down the corridors moments ago and not his alter ego. Islinda was kissing him. The real him and not his dumb ass alter ego, Eli — as she named her.
It was no wonder Aldric abruptly broke apart from the kiss. Her eyes were a little dilated and darkened with desire while her bottom lips glistened with saliva. His saliva. Well, their’s mixed. He was loving the new look. But then Aldric had a reason for asking.
"What?" Islinda breathed, her muddled brain still reeling with everything and Shame has closed in yet.
He regarded her intensely, asking, "You do know that you’re kissing me, the real Aldric, the famed prince of darkness, and not my irresponsible, irrational, and emotional alter ego, Eli?"
"Yes. Any problem?" Islinda asked with a daring raise of her brow.
His smirk reappeared, "In that case, let’s continue."
Before Islinda even had the chance to blink, Aldric had grabbed her cheeks and taken her lips in a kiss. She let out a startled gasp, slightly surprised before her lips curled into a small smile and she closed her eyes and let herself get carried away with the heavenly sensation that made her toes curl.
Aldric kissed her the way he wanted to, in a way claiming his prize after a long chase. His mouth was hard and bruising against hers, and he expected a bit of resistance from her, but the tenacious rabbit surprisingly kissed him back with the same ferocity.
It filled him with a special kind of thrill which was no wonder he began to walk her backward with their lips still fused till her back hit the wall. She was now pinned between him and the wall and yet he didn’t stop pressing into her, his hands moving over her body with a shocking possessiveness.
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