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Goosebumps shot across my heated upper body.

His eyes wandered to my lips, and his other hand moved to my other tit, repeating the game until I sighed a second time.

My skin threatened to drown in goosebumps.

“Fuck it,” he growled.

Without warning, he clawed at my boobs, pushed me against the tree, and before I could gasp for air, dry, full lips met mine.

I moaned, overwhelmed, and let myself be pushed against the tree, feeling his warm hands bury themselves in my tits as his tongue met mine.

With a deep moan, I opened my lips wide, allowing this greedy kiss, and completely shut my mind off.

Whatever this was, whatever we were doing here, it intoxicated me. Nothing about it felt wrong, even though everyone else in this town would say otherwise.

Even though I couldn't stand this guy, I enjoyed the strength with which he cupped my tits, the possessive kiss, the way his tongue moistened my lips, corrupted them.

Suddenly, he bit my lip.

A hot pain rushed through my body.

I moaned much too loudly and clawed at the tree trunk behind me.

He pressed himself against me, ran his hand through my hair, but all I could focus on was the throbbing hardness pressing against my stomach.

I moaned with pleasure into our kiss, wanting more of the pain he had left in my lip, which was why I bit down this time.

Kieran groaned loudly and immediately I felt something sweet on my tongue.

He tore himself away from me, his eyes a beacon. Bewilderment flared in them.

“You dare to bite me?” he hissed menacingly.

I pulled him toward me by his sweater and licked the blood from his lips.

“Punish me...” I whispered challengingly, addicted to more.

He immediately grabbed me by the throat and pushed me against the tree trunk with full force.

I gasped for air, but only for a split second before he pressed his lips against mine again and sucked on the wound his human teeth had left on my lower lip.

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“Larissa!”

Kieran tore himself away from me.

I turned my head.

“Larissa!”

A loud shout. The voice of Tristan.

Kieran stared at me, dazed, looked down at me, overwhelmed, looked up again, incredulous.

I reacted faster than he did, hastily closing my leather jacket so no one could see the mess he had made of my clothes.