SILVER-HEART
Chapter 114: The High Of Bravery

Chapter 114: The High Of Bravery

I awoke like I had just submerged from the depths of water, my breath hitching and my chest rising and falling.

"Breath, Ava" A sharp hold and a smooching voice behind me allowed me to settle my nerves. I tried catching my breath as he continued to hold me tight and I relaxed more in his hold, squeezing my eyes shut before shivering. It was so cold, I felt like ice, even cold steam came off my mouth as I took deep steady breaths.

Suddenly, hotness rivaling even my own consumed me and all the cold vanished and replaced with warmth.

I instantly pulled away and I faced William. "You’re not supposed to overuse your aura," I said with a worried tone and noticed how he looked paler than usual, but a smile still rested on his lips, not having a single bother.

"It does not matter, you need the warmth"

I inhaled sharply before pressing my lips against his in a hot consuming kiss, he kissed me back with the same fervor and I suddenly felt lightheaded but I didn’t want it to stop, I wanted to touch and taste him. But he pulled back.

"Ava," he began in a serious tone and I moved to sit on his lap. "Did you reach the path?"

I didn’t answer... kissing him again desperately he kissed me back but then pulled again.

"Tell me what’s wrong" he senses I was off and I knew I was because I just didn’t want the contact to end, I craved it just as much, I felt starved, just how long was I asleep? It was even dark, but I did not care about the environment right now, only my husband looking at me with worried orbs.

I cupped his cheeks and leaned for another kiss... he didn’t pull back or question me anymore, it was just the soft gentle movement of our lips and every rub and gesture got tingles radiating all over my body.

I want to forget what I saw

I want to rid myself of that place

I just want him, I only want him

"I want you," I said softly to his lips, wanting more of his delicate touch and his soft lips against mine. His dilated eyes told me just how much he wants to adhere to my wishes, and I just wanted him to take it.

"No" his answer was simple and short. "I was rough the last time... you’re still sore"

"I’m fine" I breathed ignoring his concerns, it had been a day since he last touched me and broke my body with pleasure and yet it felt like a month was gone by and his imprints needed to be branded on my body again.

"I feel fine" I added rotating my waist gently and a soft groan left him, I felt his already hard thickness get bigger and my core ached, ached to be filled again and thrust.

"Do not tempt me, Wife, I’m serious"

I shook my head doing it again.

"Do you know how long you were asleep?"

I Instantly paused my mischievous actions.

"Two days!"

What? Two days? But it didn’t feel that long, confusion flushed my features and then it hit me. "You held me all this time? With your cold aura?" I placed his hand on my chest. He has held me, not left my side for a whole two days.

"It does not matter to me but you, are you weak? Hurt? Hungry?"

I shook my head at each and every question he laid out.

"What-"

"I do not want to talk about it right now" I cut him off knowing what he wants to ask. "I just need you, please" a whispered from me as I ghost kissed his lips and he closed his eyes inhaling sharply.

His hand gripped my waist and I gasped when he stood up swiftly and my legs eagerly wrapped around his lean muscular waist, my butt found the platform but I kept my legs still tightly against him, afraid he would pull back.

"We should talk," he interjected with a stern expression. "Or do you want to keep torturing me instead?"

"Torturing?" I huffed. "You’re the one who does not want me"

"I did not say I do not want you, why do you always think what is opposite of me?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Then touch me"

"Ava, you’re-"

"I said I’m fine, you smell it can’t you?"

His jaw clenched, the bravery I had right now felt like I was high on something, I just hope it lasts long enough.

"My arousal", it was a whisper from me.

"I smell it all the time, sweetness," he said casually. "But it depends on me to act to it"

I smiled. "And now you do not?’"

He leaned until our faces were inches apart. "No, I want to shred your gown with my claws and maybe, just maybe I will give you what you want after I taste"

My cheeks tinted but I had no intention of shying away, not with the hunger-induced orbs pinning me down like I was a feast for him to have. My breath hitched too and my grip on the platform tightened.

"To taste your sweet metallic substance"

My blood

I should be scared and question his taste which I now knew was none other than my blood, A scary discovery but one so arousing that got me pooling in wetness and aches. The last time his fangs found my skin it was a utopia feeling and I have dreamt of it over and over again, wanting for him to do that again.

"Then taste me... if you cannot make love to me"

A smirk found his lips, an irresistible one. "My sweetest Ava, have gotten brave"

It was just high of the moment, my cheeks were badly flushed and it took everything in me not to look away. I should thank the dim skies too and the melodic sounds of the creatures in the night, mostly the soft chirp of the birds.

I was distracted from my thoughts when William yanked my legs apart and I bit my bottom lip not breaking gaze with him. The cold air found my thighs and I knew I was exposed, only for him.

"You want me to taste you, wife?"

I nodded and the air was almost knocked out of me when he wrapped his hand tightly against my throat and our faces remained just inches apart, our breaths flushing against our faces.

"Words, my sweet"