Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

JasmineJosef · Fantasy
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277 Chs

Chapter 102 part 1

Rayven could hear the loud beating of his heart, his uneven shaky breath mixed with Angelica's. The taste of her blood remained on his tongue, the heat of her body on his skin, and the sound of her moans still echoed in his mind. She had made him lose control completely and he had been scared to hurt her. After all, he had never had a woman in four hundred years and since the day she came to his castle, he had been hungering for her. He had thought that he would get some relief but now that he knew what it felt like to take pleasure from her, he was starving. 

He had not meant to take pleasure from her this morning, knowing that she would feel a bit uncomfortable after last night but he couldn't stop himself after sensing her need while drinking her blood. 

Leaning back he propped his head on an elbow beside her, then watched as she caught her breath. She was wet and flushed, a sight that made him all hot and bothered again.