Chapitre 67: Siren Pt.2 *
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The sweet sound of Daphne's gasping breath echoed off the tiled bathroom floor as she whimpered and squirmed from underneath Thane. Her chest was tight as her heart hammered against her ribcage, sending a mix of fear and excitement racing through her body that flushed with an intense heat. It took every fiber of willpower. Daphne had not to give in to the carnal desires flooding her mind, but she was fighting a losing battle.
Every time Thane's lips grazed the skin of her neck, and every time his teeth sunk into her flesh, Daphne's body betrayed her as she pushed herself against Thane, desperate to feel his sculpted form against her petite frame.
'What's happening to me?' Daphne thought with the same silent plea that had been echoing in her head ever since Thane had left his mark on her. It wasn't like anything Daphne had ever read or heard of. At first, the effects were barely noticeable, but as more time passed, Daphne felt her mind wandering more and more frequently as she imagined herself back in the library, stumbling across Thane's study as he sat there, his usual reserve and poise replaced by a burning passion as he sat surrounded by open books and tome. Then he noticed her, and suddenly, she was the reason for the fire burning in his emerald green eyes.
In addition to her vivid daydreams, Daphne could hear Thane as well, not his voice, but a deep bass note off in the distance. Daphne knew if she followed it, the music would leader her to Thane. Daphne also knew that she could call out herself and reply in kind, but the last thing she wanted was for Thane to know she craved him.
Still, Daphne found herself unable to focus on anything but Thane, who was nearly driving her mad. So Daphne decided to give the boy who had caused her so much grief a taste of his own medicine. So Daphne set her plan in motion, picking their Defense against the Dark Class as their new professor was far too self-absorbed to notice her little scheme. Then, all she had to do was put on a bit of makeup and show a little skin to drive Thane crazy. Daphne only planned to tease Thane with her appearance and a bit of flirting, but the moment she sat next to him, every shred of rational thought fled her mind, replaced by Thane's smokey fragrance that made Daphne's breath quicken. She had tried to maintain control, but before Daphne realized it, she had arranged for them to be completely alone.
'Imagine what Mother would say if she saw me now,' Daphne thought ruefully as she tried to muster her flagging resistance to no avail, thanks to Thane's grazing kisses sapping her of all her strength.
Then suddenly, he stopped, and Daphne thought she had gained a moment of reprieve, only for Thane to let out a feral growl that made Daphne's heart flutter and her body stiffen, "Take it off."
Thane's voice dropped several octaves, almost becoming unrecognizable with such a bass that it made Daphne's chest rattle, "W-what?"
Daphne asked, delirious, her head still swimming from the countless hickeys Thane had no doubt left covering her neck, marking his presence all while the enchanting melody between them grew louder.
Thane growled again impatiently, "Your clothes....take them off."
"A-absolutely not!" A moment of clarity hit Daphne like a lightning bolt, and suddenly, she could move as she pushed against the door, trying to throw Thane off of her, "L-let go of me, this instant!"
But Thane might as well have been a mountain pinning her down as his massive hands came to rest against the door to either side of Daphne, caging her, "Take...them off."
"No," Daphne shouted again, but the bite in her voice waivered as she felt Thane press himself against her and something hard pressed against her ass. Clear as day, Daphne could remember the feel of Thane's tool, the heft and weight evident even through the front of his pants, "Y-you can't see me naked...o-only my future husband-"
A dangerous aura billowed out of Thane, cutting Daphne off as she felt it wrap around her possessively, "You...belong...to me."
Daphne whimpered as she shook her head, "I-I belong to nobody."
Thane roared, and before Daphne realized it, Thane flipped her around before picking her up and pinning Daphne back against the door. Daphne gasped as she felt her legs split to either side of Thane as he pressed himself flush against her. Daphne's cheeks darkened with a vibrant blush as she felt Thane's attraction rub against the front of her skirt. Opening her mouth, Daphne was ready to shout and scream at Thane when she caught the look in his eyes.
Reptilian vertical slits bisected the emerald pools, but within them was a burning desire that Daphne knew would scorch the entire world to ash rather than relinquish its claim over her.
The scream died on Daphne's lips as her legs wrapped around Thane's waist and pulled him in. Then, without looking away, Daphne reached up and unbuttoned her shirt the rest of the way before tossing it to the floor.
Reaching behind her back, Daphne unhooked her lacy black bra, ensuring Thane watched as she dropped it off and dropped it to the floor. Despite the heat pouring off her body, Daphne felt her nipples stiffen as a draft kissed her naked breasts. Not to be vain, but Daphne was quite proud of her chest, perfect orbs that, despite their size, defied gravity, "You want to own me...you're going to have to show me how much you want it."
Daphne grinned as she watched Thane's focus lasered in on her breasts; then, with a subtle growl, Thane lowered his head and started to kiss Daphne's chest, repeating the same treatment he had with her neck.
Daphne was soon reduced to a slew of gasps as Thane grew more emboldened, his kisses turning into nibbles and full bites. Then Daphne's eyes shot open as she felt Thane's lips wrap around her nipple, and his hand came up to squeeze her other breast as his thumb brushed over the stiffened peak sharp enough to cut a diamond.
A new sensation shot through Daphne, something more than the dizzying heat and her pounding heart. Instead of spreading through her body, the sensation was sent straight to Daphne's navel. On instinct, Daphne pressed her hips against Thane's groin as she started to move back and forth, grinding against the front of his pants.
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