27. Liam
Chapter 27
Liam
I know I shouldn’t be doing this, that it’s all kinds of wrong, but at this moment, I can’t seem to fight my desire for her. With a flicker of hesitation, I lean in, my lips finding hers in a tentative kiss.
The sensation of her soft lips against mine sends an electric shock through my body. For a moment, time stands still. The sensation of our lips meeting is electrifying. I feel like I’ve been struck by lightning.
I can feel the warmth of her breath against my skin, the subtle hitch in her breath as our lips meld together.
I slide my tongue into her mouth, and she responds greedily.
It’s intoxicating, this forbidden dance we’re engaged in, and for a brief moment, I allow myself to get lost in the moment.
She is so fucking delicious.
But even as I kiss her, a voice in the back of my mind is screaming at me to stop. This is dangerous, reckless even. I should pull away and put an end to this before it goes any further.
And yet, despite my better judgment, I find myself sinking deeper into the kiss. We’re like two magnets drawn together, unable to resist.
Her moan encourages me, and my hands tangle in her hair as I savor the taste of her lips against mine. “Selene,” I whisper against her mouth, my voice hoarse with desire.
Her hands find their way to my neck, and her touch sends sparks flying through me.
My hands slide down her back and cup her ass pulling her closer.
She whimpers as my cock pushes into her.
Her pants are molded to her body, and that makes lifting her so much more satisfying.
I feel her legs wrap around my waist, and I instinctively lift her up, holding her close as our bodies press together.
It would be so simple to pull down her top and leave bite marks on her neck and breasts.
I have never wanted anyone as much as I want her right now.
A soft gasp escapes her lips as her teeth graze my lower lip, drawing blood in a tantalizing mix of pleasure and pain.
We’re lost in each other, caught up in the heat of the moment, when suddenly, the sound of footsteps breaks through the haze of desire.
We pull apart abruptly, our hearts pounding as we realize we’ve been caught in the act.
Grayson stands in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
“Fucking hell, Liam.”
Without a word, he turns and runs, and I know I have to go after him.
Selene slides down my body looking away from me. Her lipstick is smeared, her hair a little disheveled.
My cock stirs once again.
This is not how I was expecting things to go.
Not at all.
But I can’t stop myself from wanting to pull her back into my arms.
“I’m sorry. I have to go,” I whisper.
Still, she keeps her eyes averted.
I have to find Gray and explain this situation to him.
This was a mistake.
Then why the hell did it feel so fucking right?
With one last glance at Selene, I tear myself away and chase after my brother, leaving behind a bunch of unanswered questions.
Gray is practically seething with anger as I approach him right outside the double doors of the school’s exit. His eyes are blazing, and I can sense the fury radiating off him like heat waves. “I can explain,” I start, but he cuts me off.
“What happened to your high horse about vampires being monsters?” he demands.
I feel a pang of guilt and shame wash over me. “I’m sorry. I messed up.”
He is incredulous. “Of all of them, you had to fall for a Black. This has to be a joke.”
My blood runs cold at his words, and a knot forms in the pit of my stomach. “What did you say?”
He must see the shock on my face because his expression softens slightly. “You didn’t know,” he realizes, his tone more sympathetic now.
I shake my head, feeling sick to my stomach with dread. “Know what?”
He takes a deep breath before delivering the blow. “Selene… Miss Black. “She’s from the Black coven—the same coven her father belonged to—the same man who had a vendetta against Dad and almost killed Mom for it.
The world around me seems to spin as the pieces fall into place. Selene’s cryptic words about her family’s death, her connection to my own painful past—it all makes sense now. And I had just kissed her, oblivious to the truth.
“You knew?” I ask him.
“Of course I knew Liam. I was keeping an eye on her, and although I know she is one of the good ones and that she was not involved in the attacks, she is still a vampire. She still has Black as her last name,” Gray says, running a hand through his hair.
And I’m supposed to mated to her?
I feel bile rise in my throat, and I swallow hard, pushing it down. “I... I need a moment,” I manage to choke out.
Gray nods in understanding, his expression sympathetic. “Take all the time you need, Liam,” he says, placing a hand on my shoulder.
As Gray leaves me alone with my thoughts, I feel a sense of profound regret and despair. How could I have been so blind? And what does this mean for my feelings for Selene? Everything feels like it’s falling apart, and I’m not sure how to pick up the pieces.