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Isis stared, her eyes opened wide, at the Lord's closed eyes as he kept his lips pressed against hers. The contact was gentle but intense. An unknown sensation ran down her body, relaxing her muscles and heightening her senses. Her head was titled back since The Lord was significantly taller than her. She was confused; she did not know what to do or how to do it so she simply let her hands fall to her sides. His lips were soft and thick. Her body seemed to enjoy his closeness but her mind was yelling at her to get away from him. The Lord leaned back breaking the contact. His eyes held a glint of need.
"Kiss me back," he ordered. His voice was huskier than usual, "Isis, I will not repeat myself again. Kiss me back," he said wrapping a hand around the back of her fragile neck to pull her closer to him. Isis gazed at him in silence. She did not know what to do. She knew people kiss, she remembered her parents kissing. They'd been deeply in love. Isis' chest tightened as she remembered them.
Were they alive? Where were they?
"Isis," The Lord said menacingly getting her attention back to him. Isis swallowed.
"I..." she trailed off. Lord Clyde tilted his head to the side. "I don't know how to kiss, I have never done this" she admitted looking down. She felt his grip around her neck loosen as he moved his hand slowly to lift her chin. She was forced to look into his deep violet eyes. He smirked down at her. Smugness plastered on her face.
"I will teach you then," he leaned closer. His breath was brushing past her lips, tempting her. Isis could feel the heat coming from his body. "Close your eyes," he demanded. Isis obeyed. Her small heart was hammering inside her chest. "I want you to move your lips slowly with mine," he told her. Isis lost her breath when his lips pressed on to hers again. Nervously, she started doing as she was told. Her lips moved in sync with his. The kiss was slow but passionate. His hot breath was mixing with hers. He captured her lower lip and sucked on it softly. Isis shivered as he deepened the kiss, adding more passion to it. She was hypnotized by his skilled mouth. Instinctively, she brought his hands to his hair pulling his head closer to hers. She wanted more of him. She needed more of him. He was addictive. Lord Clyde groaned into her mouth as he wrapped his arms around her small waist. Her breasts were pressed against his defined chest.
Isis was not thinking anymore, the sensations of the kiss on her body were overwhelming her, clouding her mind. His tongue caressed her lower lip, sending small waves of ecstasy through her body. Isis knew this was wrong but she could not bring herself to stop. His scent and taste were intoxicating. For a second, she forgot he was a monster. She forgot everything he had done to her. She forgot he was the Lord of The Accursed Lands. She could no longer remember why she should hate him. Isis was lost in his kiss and embrace her even breathing turned into pants.
A shot of need crossed her when his tongue slid into her mouth. The kiss had turned into a violently passionate one. His avid tongue explored her mouth possessively. A soft almost inaudible moan escaped her lips. She'd never felt this before, everything was new for her. She was breathless, her entire body was throbbing. He held her face with one hand and used the other to caress her arm; every place he touched was burning, adding more intensity to her need. His hand went down to her waist, squeezing it carefully enough not to hurt her but hard enough to make her notice his need. He wanted her. Isis knew it. His entire body was yearning in desire for her. His lips left hers and moved down her neck. He placed wet kisses on the curve of her neck. Isis arched towards him causing her breasts to press harder against him. The Lord growled and nibbled on her skin. Isis knew she had to stop but her body seemed to have a mind of its own.
"I want you, Isis Blizzard," he whispered huskily on her skin as his hot tongue traced down her neck to the valley of her breasts "You are mine." His possessive words reminded of her mother's wise words,
“You must never kiss him. You must never touch him.”