Chapter 139

Macey POV

“You’re right. It is inevitable. But that doesn’t mean it has to be unpleasant, right?” I ask before climbing between his legs. He watches me as I reach for the waistband of his p*ants, my fingers slipping beneath them.

My fingers tremble as I grip them and slide them down his legs, only for him to grab my shoulders and haul me up his body. He crushes me against his body, and he rolls on top of me, his body sliding between my legs and pressing against me as he purrs. His hands reach for the thin slip dress as he bunches it before removing it over my head. He tosses it aside, his l!ps going to my chest.

My skin buzzed and came alive at his touch, tingles spreading everywhere as he captured my n!pple in his mouth.

His lips trailed down my ribs, ni*ping and grazing my flesh with his teeth. I swallowed, trying to ignore our bond that was telling me to give myself to him.

Yet it was hard when, despite not wanting his hands pawing over me or his lips tasting me, the s3nsations were overwhelming, yet down there, he would be distracted.

He n!ps at my h!p, shoving my legs apart, and I feel beneath my pillow to the edge of the bed when his mouth is suddenly on me; I cry out at the pleasurable sensation as his tongue sweeps over me while my fingers search for a piece of the antler I broke off. The chain on my ankle seemed to annoy him when he shoved my leg higher and spread me wider for him, yet I needed to move closer to my side of the bed, knowing the antler was at the very edge of the bedhead.