Free Web NovelChapter 153: Chapter 153
Riley’s POV
"But I was more than a beast to her until late," he stopped then glanced up briefly at me. "That’s why I’m going to use you Aemoria. I will use you to summon her soul. Carian is still in this world I can feel it. She’s not rested because I kept it that way. I refuse to unclench from her till I know the reason she played her death."
I stood there frozen, my mouth open but nothing coming out. My brain felt like it had short-circuited.
He was going to use me. Like I was some kind of tool or spell ingredient to bring back his dead wife.
The woman who had his daughter and technically supposed to be the sister I don’t even remember.
The woman he still loved so much he would not let her go even after she was gone. My chest hurt bad from him saying it alone, my eyes threatened to sting strangely but I pushed the feelings back.
"You are going to use me?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "Am I just a body you can sacrifice to get her back?"
Gunnar did not answer with words. Instead he moved so fast I did not even have time to step back. freёweɓnovel.com
One second he was standing a few feet away looking at me with those burning dark eyes and the next his hand shot out, grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward.
My body slammed into his chest hard enough to knock the air out of me. Before I could push him away or say anything he spun us around and shoved me back against the cold stone wall of the room.
My back hit the wall with a thud and I gasped. Gunnar’s body pressed against mine, pinning me there completely.
His chest was hard and warm and I could feel every muscle through his clothes. His hands came up on either side of my head trapping me so I could not move even if I wanted to.
I opened my mouth to tell him to stop but he crashed his lips down on mine before I could get a single word out.
The kiss was rough and hungry like he had been holding back ever since I walked in here.
His mouth moved against mine, demanding. I made a small surprised sound that he swallowed right up. His tongue pushed past my lips tasting me deep and I felt my knees go weak even though I was still confused.
One of his hands slid down to my waist pulling me tighter against him while the other stayed on the wall beside my head keeping me locked in place.
He kissed me like he owned me, like he fucking needed me more than air. His tongue tangled with mine and I could not stop the little moan that slipped out even though I hated myself for it.
My hands came up to his chest meaning to push him away but instead they grabbed his shirt holding on because the kiss was making my head spin.
Gunnar growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my lips and he pressed his hips forward, grinding his hard bulge right against my stomach.
I felt how big he already was, how thick and heavy he was through his pants and heat flooded between my legs even though my mind was screaming that this was wrong, I just recovered from Ethan’s forceful grasp but I seemed to crave this touch more.
’He was using me. He wanted to bring back Carian.’
But my body did not care right now. It just wanted more. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Gunnar broke the kiss only to move his mouth down to my neck, sucking hard on the skin there, biting just enough to make me gasp and tilt my head to give him better access.
"You taste like her but different," he murmured against my throat, his voice rough and low. "Sweeter. Hotter. Like you were made to drive me crazy, Aemoria."
Hearing that name again made my stomach flip but before I could say anything he kissed lower down to my collarbone then even lower until his mouth closed over one of my breasts through my thin top.
He sucked hard and my nipple tightened instantly pushing against the dress. I moaned loudly, my back arching off the wall and Gunnar used the moment to pull my top up, exposing both my breasts to the cool air of the room.
They bounced out free, heavy and sensitive and he stared at them for a second, his eyes dark with hunger.
Then he leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth, deep and wet while his hand came up to squeeze the other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.
I cried out because it felt so good and so intense at the same time. My hands tangled in his hair holding him there even though part of me still wanted to push him away.
Gunnar switched to the other breast giving it the same treatment, sucking and licking and biting gently until both my nipples were red and aching and my breasts felt heavy and full.
He pressed his thigh between my legs, grinding his bulge against my core through my clothes and I could not stop the way my hips rolled forward chasing the friction.
I was getting so wet I could feel it soaking through my panties and I hated how much I wanted him right now.
"Gunnar wait," I gasped trying to catch my breath but he did not wait. He kissed back up to my mouth claiming it again possessively while his hands kept playing with my breasts squeezing them together and pinching my nipples until I was whimpering into the kiss.
His cock was so hard against me I could feel it throbbing and every time he ground forward, it rubbed right against my clit making sparks shoot through my whole body.
He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes glowing that dangerous glint again. "You feel it, don’t you, Aemoria," he said, his voice husky. "You feel how much I need this. How much you need you right now."
I shook my head even though my body was saying yes. "This is not good if you’re going to use me to get her back. Gunnar. I am not her. I am not Carian."
He growled and pressed his forehead against mine grinding his hips harder against me making me moan again. "I know you are not her," he said, breathing heavily. "That is why I want you so bad. You are here. You are real. And you are going to help me bring her back whether you like it or not."
His mouth crashed down on mine again and this time the kiss was even rougher. His hands slid down my sides gripping my hips and pulling me up so my legs wrapped around his waist.
He held me against the wall like I weighed nothing and rocked his hard bulge against my soaked center relentlessly making the fabric between us rub perfectly against my clit.
I was losing my mind. My breasts bounced with every grind and he kept kissing me like he could not get enough.
I was so close already, my body was trembling on the edge and I hated how easily he could do this to me. Gunnar sucked on my bottom lip then moved down to my breasts again taking one nipple deep into his mouth while he kept grinding against me.
Oh shit! My head fell back against the wall and I moaned out loud, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
"Gunnar... oh god..." I whimpered, my voice all breathy and desperate.
He sucked harder, rolling his tongue around my nipple and I felt the orgasm building fast and strong from just a little of what he’s doing.
My hips moved on their own accord, grinding back against his hot bulge chasing the pleasure even though my mind was still spinning from everything he had told me.
Then right when I was about to come he pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and wild.
I was panting, my breasts aching , my nipples wet from his mouth and my pussy clenching for more.
I looked at him straight in the eyes, my voice shaky but clear.
"Take me how you take Carian, your late wife."
