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KING’S LUNA CHAPTER 33.

ESMERALDA’S POV.

His lips moved against mine, but there was nothing slow, or soft about it. No. The minute his lips touched mine, it felt as though fire spread through our bodies, my body, as his arms wrapped around me, and mine, around him.

He pulled me impossibly closer to him, and in a swift move, I found myself straddling him as our lips moved against each other. His own was dominating, catching me off guard to the point that I was barely able to keep up. Heavy breaths mingled as one, hands moving all around each other, bodies pressed as one and the heat against each other’s skin evident.

Every rational sense evaded my mind at the feel of his hands around my body, and his lips on mine. They felt intoxicating—his scent, it overwhelmed my senses. When his hand found the nape of my neck, pulling me closer to him, my back arched against his—my fingers running through his silky hair, gripping it as I kissed him back with every fervor that has been brewing in me.