Chapter 159: Mate bond!
ELLA.
I really did not know what had suddenly come over me, but a wild, untamed restlessness was clawing at the inside of my ribcage.
My wolf was pacing, thrashing, and whining in a way she hadn’t in a very long time. All I could think about, all I craved with a fierce, bone-deep desperation, was the feel of Lawrence’s mouth pressed hard against mine. I hadn’t wanted him to stop earlier, and now the hunger was back, red-hot and demanding.
I had no rational explanation for this sudden shift, but Nyx was acting completely possessive and ravenous. It was as though, in the wake of his fierce promise to protect my pup, she had suddenly woken up and recognized our mate all over again.
The mate bond.
That ancient, magnetic pull had flared to life with a vengeance. That had to be it. The raw power of it was pulsing through my veins, obliterating every drop of my hesitation and fear.
Driven by this overwhelming instinct, I stood up gently from the bed, my movements almost trance-like as the bond guided me. I walked across the quiet bedroom and pushed open the door to the bathroom.
Lawrence was standing by the sink, water dripping from his face, and he said something to me the moment I crossed the threshold. But his words were just background noise; they didn’t register in my fogged brain at all.
My eyes were completely fixed on his trousers, drawn by a magnetic, primal pull. Without a single second of hesitation, I stepped forward into his personal space, my hand reaching out to grab his belt. Before my rational mind could think better of it, I leaned forward and claimed his lips.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, pulling him down to my level, and deepened the kiss further, pouring all of my silent desperation and sudden hunger into the contact of our mouths.
Lawrence gasped against my lips, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he took control, pushing me backward with a gentle but unyielding pressure until my back rested against the cool wall. In one fluid, powerful motion, he hooked his hands under my thighs, lifting me off the ground, as his fingers began tracing a burning path upward along my skin.
"Theresa, you would be the death of me!" He declared the words against my mouth, his voice raw and ragged.
He immediately claimed my lips again, his tongue searching mine with the utmost, frantic urgency, as if he were drowning and I was his only lifeline.
My hands scrambled blindly for his chest, my fingers trembling as I began desperately unbuttoning his shirt to feel his bare skin.
"Lawrence!" I moaned in-between our frantic kisses, the sound torn from my throat as his hands slid up from my thighs and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them firmly.
"Theresa!" Lawrence called out softly, his chest heaving heavily against mine as he reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. He stared intently at my swollen lips, his dark eyes burning with a mix of fierce desire and careful restraint. "Can I go further?" he asked, his voice trembling as he waited for my consent.
I nodded my head immediately, completely unable to take the agonizing restraint any longer. Every nerve ending in my body was screaming for him, and any remaining hesitation completely dissolved under the heat of his gaze.
Accepting my silent consent, Lawrence moved swiftly. His fingers were a blur of motion as they began working on the buttons of my shirt. Each brush of his knuckles against my bare skin sent a violent, electric shiver straight down my spine. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain, causing me to arch my back off the cool wall, silently begging for closer contact.
"Lawrence!" I breathed softly against his ear, my voice nothing more than a ragged, desperate whisper. "I’m hot!" I gasped out, the internal fire threatening to consume me from the inside out. "I need..."
I didn’t even get the chance to finish my sentence. Lawrence claimed my lips once more, completely cutting off my words with a fierce, silencing kiss. Even as he dominated my mouth, his hands never faltered, continuing to work on my buttons with blind, effortless precision.
Blinded by the storm of sensations, I moved my hands blindly along the wall behind him, seeking leverage or something to hold onto. In my desperate fumbling, my fingers accidentally brushed against the metal handle, mistakenly turning on the shower. A sudden, heavy torrent of water poured down on us from the overhead nozzle. Within mere minutes, the steaming spray had completely soaked us, causing our clothes to cling tightly to our skin and plastering my hair to my face.
Lawrence pulled out from the kiss, his breathing incredibly heavy. Without losing his momentum, he immediately grabbed both of my hands and pinned them securely above my head against the wet tiles.
Then, with agonizing slowness, his lips began tracing a burning line down the sensitive column of my neck. The contrast of the cool water and his scalding lips made me bite my lower lip hard to hold back a loud whimper. His free hand, meanwhile, moved with a mind of its own—sliding down from my waist, dragging along the curve of my thigh, and then deliberately moving in-between my legs.
I immediately clenched my legs tightly together, a sudden, overwhelming rush of pure sensation washing over me.
But Lawrence remained entirely undeterred. He gently but unyieldingly parted my thighs, forcing me open to his touch, while his lips continued to work their magic on my neck, driving me to the brink of insanity.
But just then, right when I was utterly lost in the blinding fog of pleasure, a sharp voice echoed from the bedroom.
"Theresa! Lawrence!!!" The voice boomed loudly, shattering the quiet sanctuary of the room. "Where are you?"
I froze instantly, my heart leaping into my throat.
Every single bit of the primal lust and heavy desire that had clouded my mind vanished in an absolute heartbeat, replaced by a cold spike of adrenaline.
Panic striking me like a physical blow, I forcefully pushed Lawrence away from me. We scrambled to separate, breathing frantically in the wet room like guilty, hormonal teenagers about to be caught red-handed doing the wrong thing.