Chapter 16

POSEIDON POV

“Kiss me, Pierre,” It was so desperate of me to beg for a kiss. But the idea of what came next made it all worth it.

He snapped out of the trance he was in before he threw his arms around my neck, his nose flaring with a sharp intake of breath. I lowered my hands to his lower body, secured them at his lean waist, and pulled him closer to me. A very odd exhilarating shiver ran down my spine when he opened his mouth, allowing me entrance to taste the inside of him. As soon as our tongues brushed against each other, I felt my blood trickling down under the surface of my skin, all the way to my brain, coaxing it to send a delirium of heat that lit me on fire. I moaned longingly into his mouth, tearing a small whimper of pleasure from him. He loved it, I could tell by the small guttaral noises he was making at the back of his throat.

I broke the kiss and pulled off from his face, but not before nibbling his bottom lip.

“You taste so good,” I commented dragging him into a tigh