Lunar Temptations

Ch 49

His eyes were fixated on where our skin touched, and a burning flame seemed to have ignited in them. A fire so deep and fierce that I wondered if I would get burned playing with it or if it would consume me to an extent where it would be etched onto my very being. I never thought someone's gaze could hold such intensity that it was enough to make you drown in them simply by staring into it.

His words didn't do any less either. A thrill rushed through me, leaving tingles in its wake as I took in his words.

"Punishment? For what?" I almost whispered to him.

He c****d his head to the side, "As much as I appreciate you being brave, I don't like your little stunts, Red." His voice became deeper, almost a growl. I frowned and opened my mouth to protest, but that was all it took for his strong hands to slip to my neck and grasp it firmly. I felt my eyes bulging, not from the pressure, but from the feeling of his hands wrapped around my throat. It was tight but not tight enough to constrict air.

"Zayden- what are you doing?" I managed to speak through his grip. My hands had instinctively landed on his, the moment he had grabbed my neck. I tried to pull his hand off, but he didn't budge.

"Showing you what happens when you take my warnings lightly," he snarled, looking at me like he would eat me alive, and I hated my guts for wanting it too. Something about his promise of punishment made me want to rebel once again so that I could feel this electrifying feeling again. Though I had to admit - those words made me scared to the bone, along with the look in his eyes.

Suddenly, his grip around my neck tightened a bit, making me lose my balance. His other hand came around my waist, pulling me to him until I was glued to him. My breathing escalated as I felt his hardness pressed against me. My mind went into a frenzy as I felt him hard against me, my arousal pooling warm between my legs, and I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to evade whatever was to come now. Within seconds, my hands were off his and making their way to his chest. He was hard and firm like a f*****g rock, and my body felt liquid compared to him. Though, my curves melted perfectly with his hardness while our bodies were almost slamming into each other.

Ever so slowly, his other hand began to explore the very curves of my body as he took his time feeling every part of me. I wanted to stop him after what he had done last time, but my body wasn't ready to yet. I wanted more, and my need only grew with every moment. With him this close to me, I tend to lose my sanity very quickly, and it was scary. He could go ahead and f**k me, and I would enjoy every second of it, knowing very well that I would be regretting it later.

As if seeing the desire in my eyes, his hand tugged on my dress before he let go of me.

"Take it off."

A command. That was all it took for my senses to give in, and without thinking twice, my hands began to move. I grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it up, ever so slowly. Another blow of cold air to my bare skin made me realize that we were out in the open and at any moment, I would be bare under the moon. Only its light would be illuminating whatever will happen next, and as sweet as it sounded, the look on Zayden's face was quite contrasting to it.

Just as I reached the edge of it, did I close my eyes to reconsider? I couldn't get carried away, only to end up regretting it later. A fight erupted in my head while I reconsidered everything once again. A moment later, his hands were on my waist, where my dress crumpled as I contemplated. His face neared my ears, "Don't worry, Red." He said as if reading my thoughts.

"It's just a punishment; I won't claim you just yet." It was more like a warning or a threat that he would devour me slowly, and I wouldn't get the end of it just yet. But there was an underlying softness in them. He was a beast who could summon up his softness even in the worst of times to comfort me, and there he was, preparing me for his wrath.

I narrowed my eyes at him, his words giving me a boost of confidence, and the next thing I knew, my hands were lifting my dress. I could feel his burning orbs on me as they explored every bit of my skin. I intentionally slowed my movements, teasing him with small delays. A warning growl came from him, but little did he know, I was loving every bit of it - teasing him with slowed movements while running on thin ice as this was already a punishment, and I was being the rebel, again.

"Raya." He warned, and with a smirk, I slid the dress off the rest of the way. It fell and got dragged back a bit by the wind. A small moment passed, and he took a step back. His eyes scrutinized me like he had found a rare jewel, and it would vanish the moment he would tear his gaze away. We were burning in flames of need, and I didn't need to hear it from him to know that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Although, something shifted in his stance, and the gleam in his eyes flickered.

A devilish smirk appeared on his lips, and my knees almost buckled. What was this about him and every facial expression of his that made my insides twirl dangerously? Why couldn't he be any less attractive so that I wouldn't want to throw myself on him now and then?

I gulped, awaiting his next move.