Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Romance Comes Later

Victoria

For long moments after, we lay tangled together, sweat-slicked and panting. Leo’s weight pressed me into the mattress, a delicious anchor keeping me from floating away on the tide of pleasure still ebbing through my system.

"You’re incredible," he murmured against my temple, pressing soft kisses there in stark contrast to the ferocity of our coupling moments before.

I hummed contentedly, too boneless to form words. My fingers traced lazy patterns on his broad back, feeling the corded muscles slowly relax.

Eventually, he rolled to the side, keeping me tucked against him. "That was just round one," he warned, nipping my earlobe. "I meant what I said about every room."

"Maybe a shower first?" I suggested, feeling pleasantly sticky between my thighs. "Then you can have your wicked way with me on that terrace while the sun sets."

His eyes lit with approval. "I like how you think, Luna Moretti."

Leo scooped me into his arms again, carrying me toward the massive en-suite bathroom. "The shower, then the terrace," he agreed, setting me on my feet on cool marble tiles. "And then perhaps against these mirrors so you can watch me fuck you."

"Such a romantic," I teased, though my body was already responding to his crude words.

He turned on the rainfall shower, then pulled me under the warm spray with him. "Romance comes later," he said, hands already exploring my wet skin. "Right now, I need to devour every inch of you."

As his mouth descended to my breast once more, I surrendered to the pleasure.

Leo stood at the foot of the bed, eyes never leaving mine as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. The hungry intensity in his gaze made me shiver with anticipation.

"You’re wearing too many clothes," he growled, shrugging off his shirt to reveal that magnificent torso—all hard planes and defined muscle that made my mouth water.

I propped myself up on my elbows, drinking him in. "So are you."

His lips curled into that predatory smile that never failed to make my core clench with need. "Strip for me, little wolf. Let me see what’s mine."

The commanding tone in his voice sent liquid heat pooling between my thighs. I rose to my knees on the bed, holding his gaze as I reached for the hem of my sundress. Slowly—deliberately—I pulled it over my head, revealing the lacy white lingerie I’d chosen especially for our arrival.

Leo’s nostrils flared, his eyes flashing that dangerous amber that meant his wolf was close to the surface. "Fuck," he breathed. "Look at you."

"Do you like it?" I asked, suddenly shy despite everything we’d already shared.

"Like it?" He was on the bed in an instant, hands gripping my waist. "I want to rip it off with my teeth."

The raw need in his voice emboldened me. I trailed my fingers down his chest, watching his muscles twitch beneath my touch. "There are other things I’d rather have your mouth doing."

With a growl that was more animal than man, he captured my lips in a bruising kiss, one hand tangling in my hair while the other slid down to cup my ass. I melted against him, opening for him as his tongue demanded entrance.

"Mine," he rasped against my mouth, nipping my bottom lip hard enough to sting.

"Yours," I agreed breathlessly, my hands fumbling with his belt buckle. "Always yours."

In one swift movement, he flipped us so I was beneath him, pinned under his delicious weight. His erection pressed against my core through the thin fabric of my panties, making me whimper with need.

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