She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His LunaShe's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna - Chapter 192: Chapter 192

Amelia's pov
The words taste like acid on my tongue, so bitter and so....untrue. Yet I bit my tongue and try to compose myself. We were enemies and I had to remember that. Raiden and I....we could never be.
His eyes flash, a dark gleam of pain that made my stomach drop but as soon as he reveals it, he hides it. He stands up to his full height and I hold my breath when his toned body stalk toward me like a wolf moving to its prey.
The room feels too small and hot with him so close to me. I can only breathe in his scent when he stops just inches from me. His eyes locked on mine and I forgot how to breathe. " Mistake?" He bites out the word with hatred.
I nod numbly, sinking my teeth into my tongue until it hurts.
His lips curl into a sneer and he surprises me when he dips his head, our eyes now leveled, the tips of our nose brushing. The air around us feels like electricity is humming through the atmosphere.
His eyes pin me where I stood and I can't seem to move, or pull away from him. " You're going to remember how deep my fingers had been inside you," his tone is raspy, hard and promising. " You're going to remember my mouth on your tits, my teeth on your nipple,"
I sucked in a sharp breath, my chest rising and falling. His eyes narrowed as he sneers. " You're going to remember me Amelia. You're going to be haunted by everything me,"
My breath hitches when he lift his hand and took a lock of my hair, pinching it and tug at it a little. " And you're going to have to live with that fact," he smirks, dropping my hair and stepping back.
I glared at his back as he turns around and picks up his clothes. " Get out of my house Raiden," I sniped under my breath.
He stiffens and for a second I thought he'd tell me off but he just sighs and puts on his clothes. " I will deny it if you tell anyone about what happened between us," I utter, trying to keep my composure. " Remember, nothing happened."
He looks at me over his shoulder while he puts on his shirt and my breath hitches again. He was so fucking handsome it hurt to even see him as someone bad. His lip curl a little but the small smirk doesn't reach his eyes.
" Memories can't easily be erased," he taunts, turning to face me. " But you make sure when you have your hands on your body, remember mine were there too,"
I shot him a hard stare, piercing him with a look of irritance that he chuckles at. I step toward him, meaning to be dominant but he doesn't react the way I want him to. Instead, his eyes are swimming with amusement.
Damn him.
" You tell anyone and I will castrate you," I sneer, pointing a finger at his chest, pressing into the hard muscle I had my head on just a while ago. He steps forward, making my hand push back a little.
He licked his lips, his eyes dancing with mirth and when they dip to stare at my own lips, they darken with a ghost of desire. My breathing haste despite me trying to fight whatever this was between us.
I hate that I had doomed myself the moment I tried to pretend he didn't affect me. " Fight it all you want Amelia," he steps forward until my hand had no choice but to drop back at my sides. His chest now brushing against mine and his finger now under my chin, forcing me to look up at him.
I can't resist and our eyes connect. I hold my breath, watching the emotions play in his eyes. " But know that you're mine," his eyes drop to my lips and he licked his, smiling.
" And soon everyone will know it too," with a playful pinch to my chin, he steps back and leaves the house without another word while I remain where I stood, completely and utterly flabbergasted.