Chapter 22: Surrender
Nova's eyes narrowed at the command in his voice, how it reverberated through her like a low growl. The 'independent woman' side of herself wanted to defy him, act out, and snap back at his order. But then warmth slithered beneath her skin as Yoa's mouth brushed alongside her throat.
Surrender.
Nova's lips parted on a shaky exhale.
Surrender.
With a single touch of his lips gliding along her skin, Nova's body surrendered to him, softly, delicately taking away the choice to defy him. Unknowingly, she let it. She allowed him to have this power over her like none other before.
Nova's hands slid to his chest. She meant to push him away, create space between them, but her head angled subtly to the side for him instead. Her hands that were meant to push, relaxed.
It was like an invisible wall halted the actions of her brain. The healthy beat of Yoa's heart slamming against his chest relaxed her fingers further.
The delicate touch sparked a shockwave of awareness through Yoa. He was acting on instinct alone. Only seconds passed between them in this heated, silent battle of desire and will, but it felt like hours of growing tension crackling in the air.
A muscle feathered in Yoa's jaw as his lips paused by Nova's pulse point, feeling it thump rapidly beneath his lips. "Do I make myself clear?" Yoa enunciated each word with a rumbling growl, barely containing the beast underneath the surface at his following words. "You could have been killed."