Chapter 273: Careful what you wish for. [M]
Chapter 273 – Noelle POV
No.
My body is still shaking. Every muscle sings with the aftermath of pleasure, and yet—it’s not enough. It’s never enough with him.
I barely register the moment he pulls out until the air hits my skin and I gasp. My legs twitch, thighs aching, and I try—truly try—to crawl away from him, driven by a desperate instinct to regroup, to breathe, to survive the next round.
Key word: try.
A sharp tug on my ankle ruins that plan instantly.
He drags me back across the silken sheets, smooth and fast, like I’m nothing but a star he’s claimed from the sky and refuses to let go. I yelp—half protest, half arousal—as the grip tightens.
Before I can turn to look at him, Thorne flips me onto my back with a speed that knocks the breath from my lungs.
And then I see him.
Eyes dark. Chest heaving. Blond hair a halo of chaos and sweat around his face. His pupils are blown wide, blue nearly swallowed by black. There’s something wild in his expression—possessive, desperate, unrelenting.
Like he’s lost to instinct and I’m the only thing keeping him tethered.