Page 107 of My Perfect Villain


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Her gaze widened, revealing dilated pupils that swallowed the vibrant color of her irises. The glacial blue hue, reminiscent of her snow leopard, encircled her gaze. The sight pleased my primal instincts; knowing I held her feline’s attention captive beneath the intensity of my unwavering lustful glare.

It was the primal connection between predator and prey that ignited within me, fueling the fire that burned beneath my skin.

The slick from our pussies created a delicious mess, and with every scrape of our clits, the sensations drew her closer to the edge. Heat flooded her cheeks, staining them, and she whimpered. Her breasts bounced as she increased the intensity of her grinding. Leaning on my elbows, I slowly matched her rhythm, choosing to admire the beauty chasing her euphoria.

I could feel her pulsating clit over mine, her channel bathing me, and it took every restraint within me not to flip us over and deliver her to the realm of pleasure. Heavy moans bled from her. Her clawed fingertips dug into the flesh of my waist. For now, I’d allow her to guide herself to that extreme, to find her ecstasy in this moment.

With a thrust forward, rocking against her over and over again, fitting her over my pussy like a puzzle piece, I brought her closer. As her eyes rolled back, a thrum of satisfaction coursed through me. Shudders swept over her, tightening her muscles and hitching her breaths.

“Let go, snow princess. Come for me.” I breathed over her tender flesh, blowing cool air over her.

Her spine arched, thrusting her breasts in my face, and a strangled scream parted her lips. Her hips halted their rhythm, but I seized control of them and ground her to me. Gyrating her hips, I rode out her orgasm for her, watching as she completely shattered.

Hot arousal flooded from her, bathing our thighs in her pleasure. Leaning forward, I took her into a kiss and absorbed every last sound she emitted, like it belonged to me and only me. Her body twitched, and she leaned into me, her tongue gliding over mine as she writhed because of me.

The intensity of lust ebbed between us, and Evangeline pulled away, her breath mingling with my own. Her icy blue eyes flickered with defiance, and it intertwined with the passion she held in them.

“I’m not one to break, Zara,” she whispered, and my hand on her hip shifted to squeeze her thigh. “Stop trying. You’ll never have me.”

Drawing closer, I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, brushing my lips over the soft curve of it. “Barriers are meant to be broken. Walls are meant to crumble. Believe you’re unbreakable all you want, snow princess. You’re a challenge I’m willing to face.” What little space left between us crackled with anticipation and Evangeline’s eyes fluttered shut in response, surrendering to the tantalizing sensations. “However formidable your barriers might be, I’ll have them crumbling before me, and you’ll bare that pretty neck for my claim.”

My hand tangled in her hair, tugging back so she was forced to expose her delicacy, and I licked a path down her throat. Her breath hitched and the heat of her pelvis ground on my thigh, the bud of her clit throbbing on my flesh.

“Do not mistake my intentions, Evangeline. I don’t seek to only possess you, but to unlock that submissive essence concealed within you.” My voice dipped into a low, velvety murmur. “When you finally surrender and submit to your nature, you’ll find ecstasy.”

Chapter Six

Embers in the Snow

Five Days Later…

Evangeline

Standing amidst the sprawling training grounds, the sun’s golden rays cast a golden sheen upon the courtyard. Silky strands of my blond hair cascaded down my shoulders, glinting like spun gold in the sunlight. My porcelain skin appeared ethereal, a stark contrast to the strength that lay dormant within.

The starkness of my appearance had become a cruel inhibitor, casting me as an outcast among the warrior ranks. Unlike my brother, blessed with sun-kissed skin that effortlessly blended with his surroundings, I struggled to hold even the faintest hint of a tan. The relentless rays of the sun turned my skin a fiery shade, leaving me resembling a ripe tomato at the end of each training session.

The scent of moist earth and fiery determination clung to the air, mingling with the anticipation that crackled like electricity around me. An air of urgency swept through the ranks like a whispering breeze, drawing my attention to the front of the group. I settled on the familiar shadowy figure of the panther alpha as her sleek figure transformed into her dusky complexion.

As I soaked in her appearance, trepidation engulfed me, followed by the undeniable magnetic pull toward her. Her narrowed gaze swept through the field before settling on me. Within those dark irises I sensed ease settling her shoulders before she reined in all semblance of emotion and tensed her spine. Her piercing gaze cut through the depths of my soul, igniting a flame of desire.

Visions of what we had done infiltrated my mind, causing me to soften my punches as a thrum of arousal gripped my entity and coiled around me. Surely it was forbidden. But why the hell was it so tantalizing?

Why was it that Zara Nightshade’s darkness called to me? Urged me to surrender my will to her and submit to her command. Why was it I felt the need to relinquish myself to these primitive instincts and emotions? Why her?

“Pounceguards!” Her voice reverberated the grounds with palpable authority. Zara clasped her hands behind her back. The movement exuded strength and confidence, captivating the attention of the troops under her command.

“Grave news has been delivered by our Shadow General, Eesha Bhatt,” she began, her voice cutting through the bustling atmosphere. “Celestial Peak, a sanctuary to many feline beings, has fallen under threat.”

As Zara’s damning words registered, my heart pounded like a caged animal within my chest. The horrors of what was at stake consumed my thoughts, and devastation washed over me like an icy wave. Within my mind, vivid images conjured the faces of the felines which resided on that mountain. My mother’s warm smile shining amongst them, her gentle spirit woven into the very fabrics of their existence.

As the suffocating ropes of panic engulfed me, a familiar voice broke through the haze, and I pivoted on my heels.

“Fucking hell, Gigi,” he grumbled, gasping for calming breaths. His voice held a blend of concern and brotherly love, mirroring the anxiety gripping my heart. “Are you alright? This must be rogue hunters.”

“Mother’s on that mountain.” I ran a frantic hand through my hair, his widened eyes searching my own as we both found solace in each other’s presence. “If it’s truly the hunters, she and the rest of the leaps are in danger. It’ll be a slaughter.”

“I know, Gigi, but it won’t come to that. We’re the castle’s guards, the protectors of the feline realm. Remember our resilience.” Jasper clasped my hand, thrumming his determination to well within me. “We’ll do everything in our power to protect our innocents. We’ll fight for our mother, for our home.”

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