Betrayed by Blood: My Second Life as a Queen novel Chapter 201

His pupils lost focus as his body acted on pure instinct, capturing her soft lips and tentatively deepening the kiss.

Willow's mind short-circuited. She could not muster any reaction, her eyelashes fluttering wildly.

The crisp, distinctive scent of cedar filled her senses. The clean fragrance was unexpectedly intoxicating, sending her heart into a frantic, uncontrollable rhythm.

It was not until he hungrily claimed her mouth that Willow barely snapped back to reality. She reached out to push him away, only for her palms to meet the damp, searing heat of his chest.

Through the soaked fabric of his shirt, the sensation was intimately visceral.

Now, she had no idea where to put her hands.

She could vaguely feel a firm peak pressing into her palm.

When she realized what she was touching, her face flushed crimson. She bit down hard on Lucian's lip, hoping the pain would force him to back off.

But the man merely let out a low groan. Instead of pulling away, he kissed her even more fiercely.

The slight sting acted as an aphrodisiac, driving him to pull her tighter against him. Willow let out a muffled gasp under his punishing kiss. His gaze darkened, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Willow had to admit that she and Lucian shared a terrifying physical chemistry. Just one kiss was enough to scramble her pulse and leave her completely dazed.

Her body melted against his. She bit his lip again in sheer frustration, breaking the skin until the metallic taste of blood seeped into her mouth, yet he still refused to let go.

It was not until Willow angrily kicked him that he finally, reluctantly, broke the kiss.

A second later, a heavy weight rested on Willow's shoulder. Lucian had buried his face in the crook of her neck. Before she could push him away, his hoarse voice pleaded, "Be a good girl, Willow. Just let me hold you for a minute..."

His tone bordered on begging, and Willow could even hear a faint tremor in his breath.

In an instant, she remembered his tragic end in her past life. The image of him wielding a gun to protect her flashed repeatedly in her mind, ultimately melting her resolve.

Besides, Willow felt a twinge of guilt.

After all, Lucian had not initiated the kiss; it had all started as an accident...

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