A gasp left my mouth as I hit Alaric's forehead due to the sudden pull. A sharp pain spread across my head but was taken over by the scorching sensation pressing on the back of my neck and near my lips. His left hand was holding the neck while the other traced below my lower lip, slowly and gently. An icy tremor surged through my body, locking my whole being in place in place though a quiet alarm in my core was nudging me to retreat. As if spellbound, I did not move nor resist his advances, rather I wanted more just like always. More of his touches, more of his dangerous whispers, more of whatever he was doing to me. Subconsciously, I closed my eyes unable to think straight, as I felt his hand tracing my neck veins up and down, while the other touched my lips making a soft moan escape my mouth. I bit my lips in embarrassment and closed my eyes tighter.
"From your current reaction, I should say you are the one into me." After he said that, he stopped his actions.
