Chapter Four

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Zeph lunged forward, pinning me against the wall with a hunger that ignited my senses

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Zeph lunged forward, pinning me against the wall with a hunger that ignited my senses.

His feverish lips crashed onto mine, catching me off guard with their urgency. With a gentle yet firm grasp on my jawline, he tilted my head back as our mouths melded together in a tangle of desire. The kiss was an inferno fueled by the raw, primal emotions coursing through our mate bond.

Every moment of our kiss was an exquisite revelation, sending shivers down my spine as I surrendered to the intoxicating sensation. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before; each second felt like an eternity of bliss.

My body melted into his touch, my first taste of such intimate connection leaving me breathless and yearning for more. No one had ever kissed me before, and Zeph was igniting a fire within me that begged to be stoked.

As his tongue sought entrance, a wave of heat and longing washed over me, urging me to delve deeper into this newfound intimacy.

Struggling for dominance in our embrace, Zeph's determination prevailed as he deepened the kiss. As our lips moved in a dance of passion and need, I ran my hands over his sculpted chest, tracing the defined lines of his abs before gripping his shoulders and pulling him closer.

The heat between us was palpable, stirring a primal ache deep within me that only he could soothe.

A soft moan escaped my lips as his hand trailed from the wall to my hip, sending shivers down my spine.

In one swift motion, he lifted me off the ground, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him, feeling the hard length of his cock pressed against me. A jolt of electricity surged through my body, eliciting an involuntary gasp at the overwhelming sensation.

Breaking the kiss, Zeph's lust-filled gaze locked with mine, sending a thrill of anticipation through me.

"Where's your bedroom?" His voice was rough with desire and need.

"Upstairs," I managed to breathe out, my body thrumming with excitement. "Last room on the left."

His lips curled into a mischievous grin as he effortlessly swept us up the stairs and along the corridor to my private retreat.

With a tender touch, he lowered me onto the bed, where desire and excitement intertwined, creating an unspoken dialogue of yearning that foretold an evening filled with passion and promise.

Gray eyes fixated on me, their intensity unwavering as I perched on the edge of the bed.

"You are a vision," he murmured, his voice like velvet against my skin.

"T-thank you," I managed to reply, trying to conceal the flutter in my chest as I spoke.

"You're absolutely enchanting," he added, his words hanging in the air like a delicate promise.

His hand reached out, tracing the line of my jaw before planting a swift kiss on my lips.

"Will you undress for me? Or shall I take matters into my own hands?"

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