Chapter 425: His Scent
EMILIA
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The heat, my heartbeat slamming against my fucking chest like it would fall off. I don’t know which got me grasping at straw but all I knew was it was this man before me. She told me one word that was enough to uplift my spirits and put all those years of doubt to shame. He doesn’t see me for WHAT I am, he sees me for what I AM. That was a big difference, he has changed, and he’s no longer carrying that unyielding pride of being a Venator.
I think he has abandoned that notion, I knew he either did it for Emma or himself or maybe both but that was all that mattered because it doesn’t seem like he’s carrying the fate of the world anymore who won’t recognize him for all he does. He’s doing it for the people he holds dear and that is okay, because I’m one of those people and with the way he looks at me now, it looks like I was the only one enclosing his very existence, just like he does mine.
It makes my bond mark burn and with the way he’s grinding his molars, I knew it was having the same effect on him.
I placed my hands on the drawers behind me and lifted myself on top of it. My bouncing tits caught his attention and he licked his lips. A trumpet feeling burns right through me.
"Are you gonna touch me or not?"
"Touch you?" he rasped. "I want to do more than that, princess"
Fuck that name, it does things to me, wet me, grinds me, and reforms me.
"Why princess, Grumpy?" I gasped when he parted my legs.
"Because you’re one... at least to me" he placed his forehead on mine. "My fucking princess" he dropped down to his knees in between my parted legs spread out for him and I grinned.