Evelyn
Everything stopped.
Ohh goddess, his cold lips pressed against mine and I forgot how to breathe. It started soft, just like I thought his other soft kisses, but within seconds it shifted into something entirely different, Wild, hungry, that made my toes curl and my one hand instinctively gripped his coat and the other one gripped his hair, so I could get everything he had to offer.
He kissed me like he was starving for years.
His hand started moving up and down my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. My warmth against his cold felt so good. His fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head back giving him better access and he took full advantage of it.
I should have pushed him away,
Instead my hands moved on their own, sliding up his chest feeling his hard masculine chest, without realising I was also kissing him with the same equal passion.
As soon as he felt my lips movement, he let out a low sound, his hands roaming over my body, touching the places I never touched before, like he had all rights to do that.
Goddess help me.
He bit my lower lip gently and I gasped. He used that moment to deepen the kiss as his tongue tangled with mine, I moaned, completely lost whatever was left inside me and surrendered to the moment.
Eva was dancing in my mind, happy that we had this long awaited moment with him. It felt like hours.When he finally pulled back we were both breathing differently.
His forehead dropped against mine, his eyes still closed, jaw tight like he was controlling himself to do something more dangerous.
I stared at him.Chest rising and falling. I'm sure my lips are slightly swollen. His own hooded eyes were staring at me.
"That," he said, voice lower and controlled than usual, "was the real steal."
I wanted to say something better, which could let me out of this embarrassing moment.
Instead I whispered, "You stole again, hence proved, you are a kiss stealer ."
He didn't say anything, only staring at me.
His thumb gently traced my swollen lower lip, eyes following again like he wanted another kiss. Shit, I pulled back fully. If that happened again, this time I couldn't stop myself and would let him do whatever he wanted with me.
I cleared my throat, avoiding his gaze.
"Little wolf." His voice was still rough but hesitant now. "Did you hate that?"
I should have nodded but I shook my head in denial. I could not lie when I enjoyed my first kiss. "It's not like that, I am just sleepy."
Without saying anything he stood and walked toward the door.
"Night," he said normally and walked out of my room.
I sat frozen on the bed, took a deep breath, my fingers pressed to my lips. I felt they were double in size, my heart refusing to slow down. The way his lips were calming me, his tongue were playing with mine, it felt like I belonged to him.
'We belong to him'. Eva's voice came soft and warm. I guess she was also affected.
'Oh Goddess, Evelyn, that was intense. Our man knows how to kiss'.
I closed my eyes.
'Yeah'. I can still feel his cold lips on mine.
I tried to sleep but my mind replayed every moment from before. How am I gonna face him? Since when did I become this shy?
I didn't know when I finally slept.
In the morning my eyes opened just like every day, but the moment I remembered yesterday my cheeks went red.
Oh Goddess. The way I was kissing him back, like I had been waiting for that moment.
I sighed and went to the bathroom for a long warm bath. Actually no, today I needed a cold one.
My eyes suddenly went to the mirror. Damn, my lips were swollen like I had botox done.
After freshening up I made my way to the dining table but stopped. Damian would be there too. How would I face him?
'You are overreacting, Evelyn. It was just a kiss, not like we already had sex with him. And by the way, what are you going to do when we have real sex'? Eva said it like it was the most normal thing.
Shit. I forgot about that. Sooner or later it was going to happen, it was inevitable, that is how I get my full power. But the mere thought made me blush even more.
'We will see about that'.
When I reached the dining room my eyes collided with intense red ones. He was already sitting there.
"Morning, little wolf. I hope you slept well last night." He said it like he hadn't kissed me and left me breathless the night before.
"Good morning," I just said and sat down. My favourite food was already on the table. How did they know my favourites? I think it was Damian, who was behind all of this.
After finishing I was about to leave but Damian appeared in front of me at lightning speed, his hand landing on my waist.
"I am going, little wolf. I hope you miss me just as much as I will miss you." He said, more like his confession. His eyes searched my face for something I didn't know how to give him.
"Oh, ok." I could only say that, my throat felt tight. What was I supposed to say? Please don't go, I'm gonna miss you like crazy, which was true though.
"Take care of yourself. I already told Catherine she loved to help you." I nodded, not trusting my voice.
He stared at me for a few seconds then came closer, planted a soft kiss on my lips and was gone, like he had never been standing there at all.
I stood in the same spot, the warmth of his hand still lingering in my waist. The room felt bigger suddenly.
I felt empty. And already feeling his absence like something had been pulled out of my chest.
I looked down at the ground.
I am overreacting. He just went for one day yet I am feeling this way.