Chapter 119

FEYRE

Zade's touch is addictive, his voice compelling, his lips. His lips were downright sin and we all know how tempting sin is.

I didn't push him away, I didn't let myself think of the consequences of what we were about to do, I knew it was the end. Neither of us were stopping. We have both reached a point where we were just tired, tired of this maddening obsession, the crazy need, the mate bond, the back and forth. All of it.

I know I am tired of it and he seems to be too.

"If you want me to stop, tell me that now." Zade growls, his voice harsh and raw. It made my insides quiver.

We are both breathing heavy and he has his hands on my waist, keeping me at a distance. Probably for his sanity, I know I can never think straight when my body is pressed against him. Being this close to him is already making it hard for me to think straight as it is.

I look into his eyes, the gray has been lost to the black. The only thing I can see apart from the bla