Novel & Cerita Leave Me Breathless Book

BOOK 3: Chapter 21: A Dangerous Addiction She returns back to her room with a guilt-ridden heart. Her steps are uneven, unsteady, her breath shallow and trembling. The door clicks shut behind her, and she leans her full weight against it, exhaling like she's just escaped something lethal. Her eyes drift closed. Inhale. Exhale. Again. Her chest rises and falls in uneven waves as she tries to cool the fire scorching through her veins.

His heavy breathing against my ear made me quiver in response, after being left so extremely sensitive and vulnerable. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform.

Not trembling like mine. For a fraction of a second, I hesitate. This is the point of no return. Then I place my hand in his. His fingers close around mine. Warm. Firm. Grounding. The contact sends a strange calm through me. He leans slightly closer. From the outside, it probably looks romantic. Intimate. Perfect. But only I hear the quiet murmur meant just for me. “Breathe.” Two syllables. Low. Controlled. My lungs finally obey. I hadn’t realised I’d been holding my breath.

Rena The scent of aged paper and leather bindings fills my lungs as I stand frozen in awe. My heart flutters against my ribs like a captive bird. I've been in dozens of libraries throughout my life—they've always been my sanctuary, my escape—but nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared me for this. "Breathe, Rena," Armani whispers, his breath warm against my ear. "You look like you might faint." I realize I've been holding my breath and let it out in a shaky exhale. "It's just... I never imagined..."

The way his breath fanned across my cheek when he leaned in to murmur, “Elbow higher.” I couldn’t breathe without breathing him in: cedar, sweat, and something darker that made my nipples tighten painfully against my sports bra. Heat collected between my thighs. My breath kept catching, and not because I was out of shape. I prayed he didn’t notice. But of course he did. I hated him. I wanted him. The two truths lived side by side in my chest, tearing me in half. Finally, he stepped back, chest rising and falling too fast. “I’m going to teach you a simple disarming technique.”

Isabelle My heart thumped in my chest as I was descending onto the ground with flailing arms, trying to find balance. But I bet gravity was set to frustrate me. I could only watch myself as my face collided with the hard floor and searing pain exploded through my body. Then, everything went pitch black.

The air leaves my lungs in a huge gasp, and my eyes stretch wide as I stare at the screen. It is the exact same alpha who just locked me against the bookshelves and bit my lips until they bled!

CHIKA WHITMORE "Keep your breathing shallow and drop your shoulders, little wolf," Malik Arden whispers, his deep voice carrying a strange, heavy warmth as he slides into my private medical bunker. He places a woven container of wild forest berries directly onto my steel locker, his eyes scanning the biometric wires attached to my ribs. "The network is bleeding with poison about your rank, but the Afolayan fleet is already moving to crush the leak."

I force my breathing slow, deliberate, each inhale a negotiation, each exhale an act of restraint. Eliza closes her eyes. Her lips part. I can feel her wanting me to close the distance. I can feel the exact moment she would let me. It is intoxicating. It is unbearable. It is lethal. I lean in. Not enough to kiss. Enough that my breath brushes her mouth. She gasps softly, a sound that goes straight to my spine. The room surges, pressure spiking like a wave cresting. Time lunges. I stop. The space between our mouths is a knife’s edge.

My body shudders as I take a moment to sort out all the emotions swirling inside me. “Breathe, baby, breathe,” Levi calls softly through our link, his love and pride caressing my mind. It takes me a moment to realize that I had stopped breathing; the magic was so intense it sent my mind into overdrive, but with Levi’s reminder, I breathe, focusing on his mango scent until the magic settles inside me. ‘Better’? Levi asks, and I look up, meeting his intense gaze. ‘Better,’ I confirm, watching his lips twitch as he fights a smile.