My Wild Beast
Chapter 36: In His Snare (2)

Chapter 36: In His Snare (2)

Heat blossomed low in her belly as their lips parted, only to reconnect in perfect sync. A deep growl rumbled through Yoa’s chest, vibrating into hers as their tongues tangled. She felt him shiver, and a low, breathy whimper escaped her lips when he pressed her hips into his. Her body moved instinctively, grinding against him in a slow, heated rhythm, pursuing the sensations building between them.

The sound of tearing material followed the path of Yoa’s hand as he dragged it back down Nova’s back. She shivered as the dress loosened, falling away slightly, exposing her skin more. Instead of pulling away, she only pressed closer, clinging to him. It was hot. So freakin’ hot.

Yoa’s hands returned to her hips, gripping her firmly as their mouths fought for dominance—teasing, tongues stroking, teeth tugging and grazing over each other’s lips.

With her eyes closed, Nova was in utter awe of how he made her feel. Fireworks erupted behind her lids, butterflies stirred in her stomach—then melted into mush from the heat pooling low in her belly.

It was ludicrous how this man, this wild, barbaric man, could make her feel so alive with just a kiss.

She didn’t want it to stop. The kiss. The way he made her feel. She didn’t want it to end.

There was a pulse of energy throbbing between them. Kissing Chad seems so dull in comparison. it was as if her time with him had been a long-forgotten dream, and now she was finally awake... blissfully awake.

Every stroke of Yoa’s tongue, every graze of his teeth, and his mostly controlled hands sent bursts of passion crackling through her. It was highly addictive—dangerously so—and she was drowning in a haze of coconut, spices and this wild man, this wild beast, Yoa.

Yoa’s hands slid up her thighs, under her dress, gripping at her skin as he kissed her like he couldn’t breathe and she was his air. Nova shivered, and goosebumps bloomed across her skin at his demanding touch, the feel of his growing length making her suddenly feel parched, and an ache grew between her thighs. Her fingers gripped a little tighter in his thick mess of hair as their kissing somehow grew even more heated, their hips moving with more urgency.

Then—sharp pain.

Something pierced through Nova’s skin at the back of her hips, where Yoa was gripping her tightly. It was subtle and something Nova didn’t pay much heed to. She was too lost in him. In fact, the pain made her crave him more.

In a blink, Nova was flipped beneath him, her back hitting the smooth wood as Yoa loomed above her, rock-solid body tense and trembling.

His pupils were blown wide, muscles taut like a predator ready to pounce at its prey, eyes wild with desire. He hovered over her, hands braced either side of her head, claws sunken deep into the wood. His breath came fast, almost snarling, muscles clenching and unclenching.

Wait, his claws? Nova glanced at their deadly size and thickness, matching his large hands. She looked back at Yoa, her mind still spinning, most likely asphyxiated, unable to breathe because she couldn’t control herself or keep up. Yoa was overwhelming and deadly, just deadly for her damned heartbeat.

"Yoa?" Nova whispered, dazed, her own breathing ragged as her gaze searched his.

He didn’t answer at first—just stared as if fighting something inside him.

Then he managed to speak. "Are you hurt?" His voice hoarse and guttural.

Nova blinked up at him, her brows slowly tugging together, trying to understand. "No?"

"Your blood. I smell it. My claws..." Yoa squeezed his eyes shut, that muscle in his jaw clenching and unclenching

"I’m fine..." Nova cupped the side of his face. "Yoa, I’m fine. Look, open your eyes."

Yoa was shaking a little, fear burning behind those eyes.

Fear for her.

Fear for having hurt her.

"See... I’m okay," Nova said soothingly.

Yoa’s arm buckled and he lowered, still hovering over Nova so he wasn’t crushing her, elbow bent as his eyes roamed over her features, searching for injuries. "Turn around," he gruffly commanded.

Nova rolled over, using the only pillow in the bed to clutch onto and look behind, suddenly feeling shy as heat coursed through her. Was he teasing her again? She bit her lip as Yoa’s giant hands slid along her thighs, his lips pressing against her skin, savouring her, tasting her as his eyes burned into hers.

His face moved further up her skin, along her thighs, following the path of his hands as the dress slowly hitched up her legs and over her hips, baring her backside to him. A low, rumbling, approving growl sent delighted shivers up her spine.

"What... is this?" Yoa managed to say, his voice so deep, mostly a growl like a beast as his teeth bit onto the thin material of her thong just above her backside.

Nova’s lips parted, and her thighs tensed at the heat pooling between them at the ridiculously hot sight of this ultra-sexy Greek God on fine-as-hell legs, growling at her, pupils dilating, eyes heated and intense, ensnaring her to stay rooted as his teeth clenched on her thong.

Nova worked her mouth to say something. "A thong?" She squeaked. Dammit. This man will be the end of me, I swear!

Yoa’s teeth clamped down on it more. She knew straight away he was going to rip the damn thing apart. By the Gods, the creator or whoever was in charge... It would utterly destroy her to see something like that, but her hand pressed against his lips in an attempt to stop him. It only made him growl intensely, silently demanding why she stopped him.

"Stop!" Nova squeaked again. Alright maybe I am a mouse! "It’s my only pair!"

Yoa chuckled, his lips twitching, and he released the hostage of her underwear. "Fine." His hands caressed her backside, admiring like she was some sort of a goddess he should be worshipping. It made her want to melt into a puddle on the ground. When was the last time someone looked at her like that?

"But just because I like it," he purred deeply into her skin, pressing his face into her butt cheek and bit playfully.

Nova yelped and giggled, eyes brightening at his playful demeanour even if the bite did hurt somewhat. That playful demeanour faded somewhat though when his gaze landed on the small cuts he created on her hips.

"Yoa, you didn’t mean to," Nova began as his brows furrowed.

"I’m sorry." His fingers hovered over the area, and he glanced at Nova. "I still hurt you." He sighed and sat back.

"Yoa, please don’t-"

"Let’s get some sleep," Yoa interrupted softly. Like a bucket of cold water had been splashed over them, the moment was over. He lay back down and rolled her into him. "It’s for the best. Tomorrow we will go back to the lake. Okay?"

Nova nodded even as her heart sank. "Okay." She should be happy at the idea she could go home.

Should be. But the disappointment of not going any further with Yoa must be what was making her feel so dreary. "You didn’t mean it," she whispered as darkness was now slowly falling over them.

Yoa took her hand and kissed its palm. "Rest, little mouse."

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