Taming Her Wild Heart. Novels & Stories

Her heart was thumping so hard inside her chest. Shea didn’t know whether Denver was just toying with her, or he was just really serious with what he was saying. But her heart was jumping with both glee and excitement, which she believed that she shouldn’t be feeling. It was not right for her to feel that way. She shouldn’t feel that way, but she couldn’t stop herself either. But her emotions intensified, and her foxy eyes widened more the moment he pulled her closer to him. Her chest bumped with his. She saw how his eyes turned black, and she knew that hers darkened, too.

Drunk in her. Damien continued leave wet kisses from her shoulder to her neck as she voluntarily tilted her neck to the side. His hand went from her waist to her breast and his cold fingers willingly took the erect bud in between them while his thumb caressed the other one. The feeling of her heavy, fast heartbeat was arousing him as his hand continued to torture her nipples. All of a sudden, he bit hard on her flesh and she bit on her lips harder to prevent the unholy noises that would definitely embarrass her when she meets those ladies.

＊ This chapter is dedicated to Tracy. Thanks for voting!＊ EROS Closing my eyes, I held my breath and calmed my beating heart. That intoxicating smell from the help had driven me crazy and made my blood boil. I wasn’t sure if it was an instant attraction or if she’d put something on her being, whichever it was, it brought up a raging desire to grab her, pull her toward me, and rip her clothes off of her. The very thought alone scared me. Especially when this was not a place to be distracted. And furthermore, distracted by the help of all people! I was in the enemies’ territory right now, anything could happen.

Her breathing was shaky, stomach jittery. “Strip, Wildfire,” I told her as I began to undress too. It’s time to explore her body. All mine. Her hesitation only fueled me. She wasn’t a woman who surrendered easily, and that was exactly why I wanted her so badly, because every inch she gave me, I knew she’d fought herself to do it. And when Demetria fought, she did it with fire. That’s why I called her Wildfire. She didn’t just burn, she consumed.

I hadn’t realized how tightly I had held her and how much I needed her. "Let's calm down now. No bloodshed in this bar. He's seen enough already." Her bright eyes searched mine for approval. Finding none, she continued, "Is that clear in your arrogant male head?" I liked the rebellious tone of her voice and that mischievous look. She was no longer the fragile woman I knew, and that was all the better. No doubt, she would be up to the task of taming the wild part of me. The question was whether she would also thaw my heart and keep it there…

"Mother—" "You have his eyes," she interrupted softly, her gloved fingers reaching out to lightly touch his cheek. Her touch was warm, but her hand was trembling. "But you have your own heart. I can hear it beating from here, Elias. It's too fast. It's the heart of someone who is hiding a wild animal in the dark."

A cold air rattled through them in the silence that was emitted between them as both tried to find their voices first, all he did was stare at the naked woman right before his very eyes, he was reacting to her in a different way, a way he had never done to anyone before. It left him thinking, perhaps he was just acting this way because his mind was lost and he had been wandering in the woods to try to find it, his heart pant like that of a wild man– Raging upon his rib cages like that of a wild beast . If he was the wild beast then what could he make of the woman that was underneath Him looking up onto him like as if begging for mercy from being devoured.

He got mesmerized by Kate’s beauty. I didn’t know I would see her today but I remember her face during the interview. I have seen a lot of beautiful faces but her beauty is exceptional. Her face is still the same when I first saw her during the interview. Her beautiful face, Her hazel eyes are so mesmerizing. Her face is like an angel and her lips are red, her sundry brown hair looks so perfect in her skin tone. Tall and a slender body.

“THE light shines along with your long and shiny hair. The wind kisses your freckled cheeks. While the moon is making your eyes shine brighter. When you are showing your sadness, you started to sob with your eyes crying. How I hate it. Thinking and quick to make you smile. I want to tame your heart. I want to be the one you’ll love. Reminded me of the day that we first met. The start of the roller coaster ride that makes us both hate and like each other. Please, please let me tame your heart. Little kitty-cat, you have long been in me. I promise to always be by your side. No matter what happened nothing can tear us apart. Hurry, hurry let me have that heart. Do not hold back nor lie to me. S

I had gotten it two days after I left the Council territory. I was flashing it to her the whole day, thus the reason I was bare-chested while working, but my wicked mate ignored it until tonight. She was brushing, smoothing her fingers along the letters of my tattoo without taking her eyes off me. “Is this for me?” She asked, and her humming stopped as she bit her bottom lip. “I only have one heart, which belongs to the wildheart standing before me.”