Chapter 79
Kai’s lips devoured Amelia’s like she was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted, biting and nibbling. After tracing and teasing her lips, he moved lower, down the slender line of her neck, his breath hot against her skin, kissing it softly and gently. When he reached her collarbone, he nipped gently, leaving behind soft bruises. Amelia let out a low moan, her breath trembling, and that sound alone sent a rush of heat spiraling through his gut.
His hands roamed her waist slowly, deliberately, as his mouth found her neck again. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent as he pressed soft kisses there, like he was tasting a fine wine, savoring every part of her. His voice came out husky and filled with need. "It’s a shame to remove this little rabbit outfit," he whispered, tugging lightly at the edge of her pajamas, "but right now... it’s in my way."
Amelia’s cheeks were already flushed, but at his words, a deeper shade of red blossomed across her skin. She didn’t protest. She only looked at him with wide eyes as he slowly peeled the pajamas away from her body, revealing her inch by inch like he was unwrapping the rarest gift.
He paused for a moment, simply taking in the sight of her barely clothed body, then murmured with reverence, "You’re beautiful."
He leaned in again, pressing a tender kiss at the bridge between her breasts, then lower, down to the dip of her nape.
Amelia watched him carefully, her heart racing more than ever before. And then, softly, hesitantly, she asked,
"Kai," she whispered. "Did you mean it... when you said you loved me?"
Kai stilled, and slowly, he lifted his head, his gaze meeting hers. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glimmering with uncertain vulnerability.
And in that moment, something primal flickered behind Kai’s eyes. It was obsession, adoration, devotion, all wrapped into one as he looked at her like she was the only thing that existed. He had thought about it previously, hard and long. At first, she was merely a little interest of his, but as time went on, he could no longer imagine a life without her in it. She had crept into his life willingly, so it was only right she stayed.
"Isn’t it obvious?" he said with a short laugh. "I’m madly in love with you, my little butterfly."
Amelia’s eyes widened, her heart in turmoil. He loved her, he really loved her.