Chapter 1340
Chapter 1340:
A knock suddenly sounded at the door.
“Makenna.” Jett’s voice floated through the door like a lullaby. “Are you in bed?”
I froze. Dominic didn’t. His arms tightened around me, anchoring me to him with an even harder squeeze.
“I know it’s late,” Jett said, voice heavy with emotion. “But I miss you. I just want to see you… hold you…”
Dominic’s low chuckle reverberated against my skin, but there was nothing warm about it. He dipped his head, his teeth skimming the curve of my ear in a deliberate tease.
“Tell him to get lost,” he growled, his breath hot against my skin, every syllable laced with dangerous possession.
My knees buckled. He caught me effortlessly, one hand gripping my waist, the other sliding up my back with maddening slowness.
His fingers tangled into my hair as his lips brushed my ear again.
“Tell him,” he whispered, “that the only arms you want around you… are mine.”
Another soft knock. “Makenna?”
Then I felt it. Dominic’s mouth found the nape of my neck, where he had left a mark for our mate bond.
The moment his lips touched down, heat blazed through me like lightning. My back arched. A gasp tore from my throat.
“Answer him, baby,” he purred wickedly, his tongue flicking over that sensitive curve. “Or I swear—I’ll open this door and show him exactly who’s holding you right now.”
Makenna’s POV:
“I need to sleep. Don’t… don’t come in.”
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My voice trembled as I tightly pressed Dominic’s hand, which had been wandering around my waist.
Silence stretched for a few tense seconds outside the door.
“Okay.” Jett’s voice remained gentle, though a hint of loneliness laced his tone. “Rest well. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
A wave of relief washed over me as Jett’s footsteps faded, but just then, Dominic’s strong arms scooped me up.
In an instant, I tumbled onto the soft bed. Dominic’s body immediately pressed down, covering me.
“Baby, you looked adorable when you lied to him.” He smiled, biting open the first button of my dress. His eyes glinted with danger. “But never forget, you’re always mine.”
I longed to resist, yet as his lips found my collarbone, my body betrayed my will. My hands instinctively rose, wrapping around his neck.
He paused briefly, and then smiled. “Baby,” he murmured, “it seems even losing your memory hasn’t erased the pleasure I bring you when we make love.” With a fluid motion, he stripped away my dress and underwear.
My face burned. Embarrassed, I reached for the quilt to cover myself, but Dominic’s hand stopped me.
“We’re beyond familiar, aren’t we? Why hide your body?” His words made my face flush even redder.
He swallowed hard, his body radiating an intense heat that threatened to overwhelm him. With one hand, he shed his trousers, revealing his desire. He pressed himself against me, feeling the slick, warm readiness. He swallowed once more, and then surged into me.
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