Chapter 275
+30 Borus
His lips parted. He said something, and I saw my name form on his mouth, but I couldn’t hear it.
I pushed at his chest. He didn’t budge. I expected him to pull me out of the club, but he didn’t. He started to sway, side to side at first. Every time I tried to pull my hips away from his, he’d dig his fingers into my dress and pull me back against him, making my cheeks flush.
The mate bond lit up a moment later. Suddenly, all the fight went out of me, and I found myself leaning into him, splaying my fingers wide across his chest.
“I’m still furious with you,” I said close to his ear.
“I know.”
The lights swept blue across his face and then were gone again. His other hand came up slowly and settled at the small of my back, drawing me closer until there was barely any space left between us. I could feel the warmth of him through the thin fabric of my dress.
I looked up at him. He looked back down at me, and the expression on his face was not the one I expected. The anger was still there, underneath, but further down than usual. What was sitting on top of it was something else entirely. Something that made my pulse spike.
I looked away first.
We kept moving. The crowd pressed in around us and the music was relentless and for a little while I stopped thinking about the lounge and Sarah’s phone call and Lucas and Colt and… all of it. There was just the thumping beat and his hands on me and his hips pressed against mine.
I think Dominic felt it, too. His head dipped, and our noses brushed. I jerked back a little, but it only gave him deeper access to my throat. His lips grazed the mate mark on my neck, making me shudder. I stiffened, but any half-hearted effort I made to pull away quickly died out when his lips gently, carefully, closed around the spot for a brief moment before he lifted his head again.
His eyes met mine. They were even darker than before. Angry, but full of something else, too. Desire. Need.
I felt it mirrored in my own chest. That want. The desire to let him pull me so close our bodies fused. It was always there, wasn’t it? Even when we both wished it would go away. Even when I hated him and he loathed me and when all we could do was fight
Even then, we wanted each other, and that was the worst part. Because I knew, deep down, that I still loved him That I wanted him, all of him, and yet I couldn’t have him. Not in the ways that mattered the most. Not after what he’d caused in my past lite
Not after what he’d caused in this one.
I swallowed hard and pulled away this time, putting some space between us. Before he could stop me, I turned, pressing my fingers to my temple, and slipped into the crowd.
The exit wasn’t far. I slipped out through a side door, the music dulling as it fell shut behind me. My ears felt clogged from the noise inside, and for a moment, I leaned against the brick wall, tilting my head back against the stones as I looked up at the sliver of sky visible from the alleyway.
The door opened again a moment later. Of course, it was Dominic who came out.
I turned my head, still leaning against the wall, and looked at him. His cheeks were flushed, just like mine. He looked like he was caught between saying something and nothing at all. I couldn’t decide which of those options I wanted, either.
But I did know one thing.
When Dominic walked over to me, closing the distance between us in no more than three quick strides when he pressed me to the bricks with his body, one hand above my head, and used the other to cup my chin and tilt my face up to look at him…
I let him.
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And I let him kiss me, too.
Just this once. Even though I knew it was a recipe for disaster.
