Chapter 79: The Fire Between Us
Lorraine’s POV
His mouth crashed into mine like a wave I didn’t see coming, fierce and wild and unrelenting.
It wasn’t gentle, there was nothing soft about the way Kieran kissed. It was raw. Unfiltered. Every emotion he’d buried, every raging thought, every time he had looked at me like he wanted to devour me but held back, it all exploded in that one moment. His lips were warm and hungry, demanding something from me I didn’t fully understand, but couldn’t deny.
And gods help me, I kissed him back.
My fingers clutched weakly at his shirt, holding on as if the ground beneath me had disappeared. My whole body screamed in pain from the bruises Alistair left behind, but none of it mattered, not with the way Kieran’s arms wrapped around me, one hand tangling in my hair, the other resting against the small of my back like he was anchoring himself with me.
He tasted like fire and something darker, dangerous, forbidden, but intoxicating. The kiss wasn’t just heat, it was desperation, frustration, fury, and something heartbreakingly tender hidden beneath the storm.
I could feel it, the shiver down my spine as his hot breath brushed against my skin. It was like lightning in my veins. I felt something within in me stir, my dormant wolf, it was clawing weakly at the surface like she was trying to break free and answer his call.
My lungs screamed for air, but neither of us pulled away. We clung to each other, kissed like we’d both been starving, like we didn’t know if we’d ever get the chance again.
And then, finally, Kieran broke the contact.
He pulled back slowly, breath ragged, his forehead resting against mine. His chest rose and fell like he’d just run through a battlefield. I could barely breathe myself, every inch of me trembling, my lips swollen, my heart threatening to burst through my ribs.
We didn’t speak.
We just stared.