Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

(Eli)

Explosive. Unexpected. Addictive. The more Creed kissed me, the more I was reminded why I didn’t want this to happen, why I tried to prolong the inevitable. I wrapped my arms around his nape, a tear sliding down my cheek. It was that overwhelming. It was the kind of kiss that made me want to cry. How could a simple brushing of lips feel like this? Or was it just because it was with him?

I couldn’t even put it into words. My vocabulary wouldn’t suffice.

I just knew that all the things that could make a person feel alive, I feel them tonight. Through the very man I wanted to hate.

Joy. Excitement. Inspiration. Fulfillment. I could feel them all at once within me. Bursting. Filling the empty spaces inside

Was this the power of mates they were talking about? I did hear about it from the girls and didn’t believe it.

Creed lifted me up with one hand, his arm on my ass as he deepened the kiss, and I kissed him back with wonder, with so much passion that I didn’t think would be possible to feel for one man in one lifetime. He coaxed my lips apart, wanting to explore further and I let him. He gripped me tighter and not wanting any distance between us, I held him by the collar, pushing him closer to me. Our tongues clashed and twined, making me moan, making me ache and burn at the same time.

When Creed released my mouth, we stared at each other without letting go. And I knew the mixed emotions I was seeing in his eyes mirrored mine. His free hand wiped the tears on my cheeks.

I never cried just for a kiss before.

He pressed his forehead against mine. The action was so sweet it took me by surprise.

“How can it be like that?” I asked, still mesmerized.

How can one kiss be so powerful? Nothing even came close to it, to that one moment when his lips were on mine, and my whole world spun around. It was the craziest thing.

“Like what?” he answered with his eyes closed.

Like everything I’d wished for a first kiss when I was still a believer of fairytales. And I didn’t want to say it. But Creed seemed to know. Somehow, he always seemed to know things about me.

He opened his eyes and rubbed the tip of his nose against mine and groaned. He lifted me up and placed me on the marble countertop and I wrapped my thighs around his waist while he reminded me of our naughty little game.

“Tell me which part of you is off limits today, Vicious. Hurry,” he rasped.

“My lower half.”

He captured my mouth for another kiss that blew me away as he began his exploration. His fingers grazed my shoulders, massaging them, easing the tension that had been there since we left his house for the foundation party. He cupped my breast through my gown, the flesh filling his palms. Opposite to the way he sounded, he fondled my breasts slowly as he dropped wet kisses to my jaw down to my throat,

“Black!” I moaned when he flicked the aching tips through the fabric as he bit my earlobe. “Fuck!”

“That’s not the proper way to talk to your mate, Vicious.”

As if to punish me for swearing, he squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples, making me hold onto his shoulders. Had

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rold him nothing was off limits, I was sure he would have smacked me on the ass again. And as much as I loathed confessing it. I was also sure I would have come again.

Even now, I was already wet.

Creed had turned me into a mad woman. I was never into things like this. If it was someone else, I knew I would have walked out. But with this man, I wanted it all. Hell, I even craved it all.

“Say it. Vicious. What exactly do you want me to do?”

“Touch me.”

He bit my nipple through the fabric. “Ask me nicely.”

“Fuck you.”

Creed’s eyes glimmered dangerously as if he was expecting my response. “Oh, I will, Vicious. We will get to that. Soon. You are going to ask me for it,” he said with absolute certainty. “For now, I’ll settle with this. We have all night.”

And then he went back to pulling the tips with his mouth, with his hands. I sank my fingers on his shoulders, cursing him with my eyes. When he caught me staring, the bastard’s grin widened.

“Fine!” I moaned helplessly as he bit my nipple. “Touch me, you jerk! Fucking please!”

He smacked the tip, making me crazier with need. “You can do better than that, Vicious.”

“Please!”

As if that one word was all he needed, his control snapped. He ripped the front part of my gown. The tattered fabric along with my strapless bra hit the carpet. He buried his face between my breasts, breathing me in, groaning, as he started licking while his hands were now busy giving me what I needed, massaging them and rubbing the hardened tips.

“Black!” I moaned loudly as he put one nipple into his mouth hungrily. The feel of his hot mouth on my skin nearly made me come. He ran his tongue over the tip as if soothing the hurt from earlier, he did it to the other too, giving equal attention to them.

Creed wasn’t laying a hand on me anywhere else, just my breasts and I was already at his mercy. He sucked and sucked, alternating the tips so obsessively, so… greedily, as if he had been waiting a long time for this.

I’d imagined this the first time we started this game of torture with my hand, I’d thought about how good it would feel if his mouth was on my breasts and on my center. I knew it would feel just as good but Creed exceeded my expectations. He laid me on the countertop without taking my nipple off his mouth. I shivered when my back landed onto the cold marble, but the coldness was instantly forgotten as he resumed his torture, as he continued to feed the fire inside me until I was a desperate, burning mess.

“Creed!”

“Are you close?”

“Yes!” I grabbed his head. “Please!”

I begged, not knowing what for. I was delirious.

shivering. Sweating. Aching.

“I got you, Vicious.”

vision became hazy. My head was foggy from sensation overload. I was

And then he squeezed the tips of my breasts while biting my throat, the part where alphas marked their mates. My thighs quivered. I cried out.

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And then I climaxed.

Harder than I ever did before.

When I finally regained some of my wits. I opened my eyes and caught Creed already staring. I pulled his face closer to me and whispered, “Just so you know, nothing has to change. We are still enemies, Black.”

That was the only way I could save my heart.

By refusing to put a name to whatever this was.

This was just our biological reaction to each other as mates.

This was just Just. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Damn right,” Creed answered.

And then he bent down and kissed me like we were lovers.

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