The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 163

Ember didn’t respond. Though she was trying to resist his ‘true scent’, she was barely hanging on. Before he could say it was fine to no longer resist now, she was already drowned in what her body was demanding and could not wait for him to do something with her.

‘More…I want more…’

That simple touch of his hand over her cheek was enough to ignite her delicate skin. It burned for him to touch her more… to hold her more…for more…

Peering close into her eyes, Draven moved to brush his lips over hers. He then gently captured her already parted lips that let out a tiny surprised gasp that turned to a moan of appreciation. His bare hand moved to the back of her neck from her cheek, pulling her head close to be able to kiss her better while his other hand pressed her against his body.

Before Ember could understand the situation, her body reacted in kind to his touch, clutching on his white undershirt as her hands moved to explore past his black tailcoat, pushing the coat away as if her hands had a mind of their own.

Their mouths danced with fervent urgency, his lips passionate and possessive on her innocent ones. But that didn’t last long as her body learned to match his pace, earning a guttural groan of approval from him as she started kissing him back while sucking and nibbling on his lips–the same way he was doing it with her lips.

Deep and hungry–their kiss was one that responded to all the desires the two had suppressed for each other since they first tasted each other’s lips. It was wildly intoxicating, as if they’d found salvation in each other, and neither of them wanted to pull away, even if it was to take a breath.

‘More…I want more…’ Ember’s body seemed to scream.

Her mate’s hand continued to angle her face the way he wanted as his mouth took over hers entirely, eventually sliding his coarse and warm tongue inside her wet cavern, making her blood thrum in her veins with each passing moment.

Soft, alluring moans could be heard from her throat that mixed with the needy groans from him, and their hot breaths continued to mingle together, unmindful of their surroundings.

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Though her mate’s tongue continued to play with hers, she felt her own tongue going numb with that long kiss. Ember was starting to feel the effects of the lack of air, causing her response to his teasing tongue to be weighed by her increasing tiredness and need to breathe.

Feeling her slowly gaining back her senses, Draven stopped from ravaging her lovely lips, but he didn’t move away from her. While she gasped to get enough air with her eyes closed, the tip of his nose brushed with hers in a playful manner as he enjoyed the sweet and refreshing scent that’s unique to him.

“You can’t be this weak with me,” he mumbled as his lips brushed against her moist and swollen ones. She could not understand a single word of it. “A kiss like this is enough to turn you this weak; what kind of mess would you turn into when we mate for real? Will you be able to handle it? Will you be able to handle…me?”

She opened her emerald green eyes to stare at him, and the expectation in that gaze gave him the answer he wanted.

“Today, I will make you feel something more.”

As if to show her what he meant, both Draven’s hands were on her slender body, holding her firmly to press her against him, not letting her move away or take a step back.

Ember didn’t understand what he meant but she felt his thigh parting her legs away from each other, before pressing a leg in between her thighs, against the most feminine part of her.