Chapter165: The Fire

|| Lilac’s POV || I walked behind Alaric to a room that Alexander showed us. The moment the room’s door clicked shut behind us, Alaric's control shattered. His hands were on me before I could breathe -one tangling in my hair, the other gripping my waist hard enough to bruise as he backed me against the wall. The wood pressed into my spine, but I barely felt it, not when his mouth crashed down on mine with a hunger that stole my breath. "I've waited too fucking long for this," he growled against my lips, his teeth nipping at my bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue. I arched into him, my fingers scrambling at the buttons of his shirt. "Then stop waiting." His laugh was dark, promising. "Being impatient, little Luna." The dresser hit the backs of my thighs as he lifted me onto it, the wood cool through the thin fabric of my dress. His hands slid under my thighs, yanking me to the edge until there was no space left between us. "Alaric-" "Say it again," he demanded, his voice rough