All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sinful Affair (Book 2): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Emmeline's consciousness surfaced like swimming up through thick, dark water.Her eyelids felt impossibly heavy and her limbs weighted down as if filled with lead.Where was she? How long had she been asleep? Disorientation clouded her thoughts.The first thing she became aware of was warmth wrapped around her from behind.Strong arms banded across her waist, holding her to a solid, muscular chest. The steady rhythm of breathing at her neck. The possessive way those arms tightened reflexively even in sleep.Zavian.The fog in Emmeline's mind began to clear as memories trickled back in fragmented pieces.The storm. The supernatural display. The overwhelming pleasure that'd shattered her completely. The venom coursing through her veins, setting every nerve ending ablaze.Their mating.Emmeline tried to shift, to ease the stiffness in her body and immediately regretted it.A sharp gasp tore from her throat as pain lanced through her core.The soreness between her thighs was intense… a de

Zavian pulled back slightly, letting his hands drop from her face to grip her shoulders instead.His expression shifted, becoming troubled. Conflict warred in his eyes as if he wanted to say something but couldn't bring himself to.His mind had been chaotic since waking up. The magically induced slumber had left everything blurred and fractured.He remembered kissing Elaina. Could recall the taste, the feel, the wrongness of it all. Yet since the mating that finally cleared his mind from the dream fog, the pieces didn't fit together the way they should.Zavian's brow furrowed as he tried to reconcile what he remembered with what Luca and Valerius had told him.They'd found him inflicting injuries on himself. That his behavior toward Elaina had been aggressive, violent even, not the passion-fueled encounter his memories suggested.He'd been trying to keep her away, not pull her closer. And the kiss scene itself resembled those from the dreams too closely, the ones that had trapped him

"I can't believe you're saying these things," Emmeline's voice was muffled by her hands. Was this really happening? Was Zavian's former nursemaid really discussing breeding with her?"Why not? It's the truth," Aida rolled her eyes, resuming her work with the salve. "Besides, you undoubtedly enjoyed yourself quite thoroughly despite the pain. Once the soreness fades, you'll be insatiable.""Aida!" Emmeline's voice came out as a mortified squeak.She wanted the bed to swallow her whole. This was officially the most mortifying conversation of her entire life."This is practical information you need," Aida said briskly, finishing with the salve and helping Emmeline close her legs carefully. "Trust me, you'll be the one pinning him to the bed and demanding he fill you. And with a body like yours, you'll have him wrapped around your finger.""I will not," Emmeline protested weakly and her face was still burning, unintentionally wondering if Aida might be right. The woman seemed to know ever

Zavian's eyes darkened. "Are you sure?"Emmeline thought about it for another moment. Thought about the embarrassment, yes, also about the pleasure. About the connection they'd shared."I'm sure."Zavian's lips curved into a satisfied smile."Let’s satisfy your stomach, first." His gaze shifted to the tray Aida had left—a bowl of rich soup and fresh fruits arranged beside the bed."I'm not really hungry," Emmeline protested weakly."You need your strength," he said firmly, reaching for the bowl. "I'm starving little girl, how can you feed me without energy?”There was something intimate about the way he settled beside her, bowl in hand. He scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her lips."Open," Zavian commanded.Emmeline felt her cheeks flush yet obeyed.The soup was warm and savory, sliding down her throat easily. She hadn't realized how hungry she actually was until the first taste hit her tongue.Zavian watched her with intense focus as he fed her another spoonful, then a

Zavian sucked firmly, flicking his tongue on the sensitive bundle of nerves with perfect rhythm and pressure.His fingers joined his mouth, one sliding inside her, curling to stroke that spot deep inside that made her see stars.The combination was devastating. After all that teasing, all that denial, the pleasure hit like a tidal wave.“Ha… ha…” Emmeline screamed, her entire body going rigid as the orgasm tore through her with an intensity that bordered on madness.Zavian didn't stop. He worked her through it, his mouth and fingers relentless, drawing out every pulse of pleasure until she was sobbing, shaking… her body oversensitive and overwhelmed."Ungh," she gasped, trying to pull away. "Enough, it's too much!""One more.” The vibration of Zavian’s growl sent shockwaves through her oversensitive flesh. "Give me one more, little girl. I want to feel you fall apart again.""I can't," Emmeline sobbed, but her body began climbing toward another peak despite her protests. "I can't, it'