Supernatural Villain (Supernatural Captivity #3) - Avery Song Page 0,67

desired, and yearned for myself. I was healthy, with the ability to do all the things I wished. I could shop for what brought joy to my life and could complete the activities that kept me fit and made me happy.

The only expectations I had to achieve were my own, and I only allowed the positives that enhanced my desire to grow in different aspects of my life to inflict my conviction for self-satisfaction.

I'd somehow lost all of that in the process of losing myself. I'd lost my path because I'd lost the source of encouragement and love I'd relied on for the majority of my life. My path had been clouded, leading me astray in the world of mist, and now that that very path had returned right before me, I was still blinded by the mist at my head level, without lowering my gaze to see my path towards myself was already revealed.

Facing my fear of my reflection seemed to wipe away the final clouds of mist that held me back, but most importantly, I could see the goal I always carried in my mind. The goal that only blossomed further the day I unlocked my supernatural abilities.

I stood a little taller as happy tears ran down my cheeks and I lifted my arms to hook around Adonis's neck. "The ceremony works," I whispered and watched his eyes twinkle with lust and elation.

"It was missing one thing," he revealed.

"What?" I inquired.

"Some music." He winked, and the sound of tiny bells began to drift into our little spot. It was as if fairies were hitting a set of bells, ones of different tones that created a music box melody and left me emotionally moved.

"Why do I have a feeling you also somehow planned this?" I whispered as I leaned in closer until our warm bodies pressed against one another.

"I like to plan ahead," he admitted. "However, I had every bit of confidence in my body, heart, and soul, that my badass queen would find her spark again and blossom back into that feisty, iridescent beauty that's caught our eyes since the day we could masturbate."

I laughed slightly at the last part and dramatically rolled my eyes.

"I'm not going to ask," I concluded. "Though, I like the idea that I'm an iridescent beauty."

"Iridescent rose that never loses its glimmering shine," he practically purred as he inched closer and closer for a kiss.

"Adonis." The soft sound vibrated against his lips that took mine before I could continue, and the way my body hummed in delight was uncalled for as I struggled to even remain still anymore.

He broke the kiss briefly, and I expected things to end there, but his hands moved to my ass cheeks, pressing me deeper against him before his lips that captured my swollen lips tingled with static shocks of pleasure that sent me into a fizzy overdrive throughout my body.

It was like having one of those toe-curling kisses but times it by twenty. It took him squeezing my ass and digging those sharp, pinching nails of his into my flesh for me to pull away, and while I was a breathless mess, he was grinning like a dangerous predator who was ready to hunt down his prey.

"I've wanted you for not days, or months," he whispered as his hand gripped my chin and his finger moved along my bottom lip, "but years. I've craved to know what it's like to let my lips caress your flesh, to taste the rich saltiness of your sweat as I fuck you into oblivion, again and again. To listen to those breathy moans of yours saying my name and to feel the warmth of your pussy as it trembles around my tongue. I've dreamed of making you cum, thought of melodies with just your sultry voice begging me to keep going. I've savored this damn moment to be wrapped in that velvet, soothing, addictive aroma of yours and let the night be our battleground of pulsating pleasure."

The mere press of his nails into my flesh now made me tremble in his hold, my body begging to be pleased and ruined by this man's possessive hands, but I knew he wouldn't give me what I wanted.

He was going to take all of this agonizingly slow. Take me, inch by inch, while my body buzzed with the adrenaline his mere presence created with all his attention on nothing but me. It should have frightened me at just how electrifying this energy between us