Chapter Eighty-five: I'm feeding you with my love

                                    

                                          







Krystal's POV






   You know, the mind has a way of working towards what you want most of the time. Or rather, it has a way of making you hyper-aware of a situation you wish not to. It was past midnight when Flynn and Wynter finally gave us back our bodies. They intentionally shifted in the middle of a lake so we'll see each other so we had no choice but to skinnydip. It didn't matter to me then, I didn't feel anything and I didn't care.
   After dressing up again, he led me to the villa which wasn't so far from the lake. Now the closer I got to the brightly lit house, the more aware I was of what we were going to do there and the faster my body temperature skyrocketed.
   By the time we reached the door, my body was fully aware of the sexually appealing man walking me into his domain and it was driving me insane. My vision became blurry every second because of the increase in heat. Lynn swiped a card to open the door and ushered me in quietly. I knew he could perceive the mess I was making down there. What I couldn't understand was why he was so calm even with a boner.
   "Is there anyone else in this house?"
   "There was. He won't be coming in until tomorrow evening so you don't need to worry," he said, shutting the door behind us. The house was okay, I'm sure great, but I was never one to know much about architecture. As long as the building has a roof and it doesn't leak, it was a house to me. Everything looked pretty expensive though.
   "This place belonged to my mother. She used it to hide from me on the nights my father cheated. She didn't want me to know about her pain so she would usually come here. I used to think it was a place she used to rest, I didn't know better." He explained and sat down on a comfortable sofa.
   "Sorry, I can't feel sympathy for you," I apologized sincerely. I didn't care about his mother, I only cared about him. His miserable mother can go fuck herself. I knew I should feel bad because he was my mate but I didn't care and after finding out something my darling mate didn't know, I had more reasons to care about no one else but him. I'll probably have to pretend to care about his sisters too since he loves them.
   Lynn chuckled sadly. "I know, don't worry about it. I renovated the house and made it mine so yes, we're in my pack territory but somewhere along the edge of the northern boulders. Some guards round this area sometimes. They'll be here pretty soon because they have sensed my presence but you don't have to worry about them, they won't disturb us." His head was lazily thrown back over the backrest of the chair and he looked out of it. Now I wasn't pleased with the audience and I wasn't happy that a dead woman was sucking up his happiness, but I couldn't be insensitive enough to say that.
Now, I could stand there and feign feeling sorry for him when I'm aroused and frustrated, or I could take the bull by the horns.
The latter it is.
   I walked closer to him and closed the space between us. Of course, with accurate speed. He was surprised when I suddenly leaned down and was staring at him with my face a couple of inches away from his. He stared at me with something that looked between bewilderment and anticipation. I'm not sure, but I did what I wanted anyway. With increasing adrenaline bursting through me, I undo the buckle of his belt and raise a brow at him.
   I gave him a sneaky smile and lowered myself to my knees, holding his still unreadable gaze. The heat radiating from his body met with mine and made my body weakened, but I didn't allow it to show. I can do this much without having to collapse because of the heat. If I can't get past this, I'll never be able to meet up with his spontaneous sexual energy.