UNDER HIS ENCHANTMENT - SEASON 4 EPISODE 88

The ferocity in his voice made Zanya startle and she felt a little fear winding its way from the base of her spine up into her throat. Her heart began to thump wildly. It was strange how he made her feel scared when she was undoubtedly stronger than him right now.

And what was stranger was his refusal. She could clearly see the uncontrollable fire and hunger that were reflected in his predatory gaze. He had the eyes of the most ferocious hunter right now, so how was he still able to have the presence of mind in telling her to go away? Was he not supposed to be driven to the brink of madness by his lust? She was curious on what was happening in his mind.

She had prepared herself. In fact, she had already anticipated that he would have jumped on her like a starved wolf the very moment she said those words to him and dropped her cloak. But to her immense surprise, he did no such thing. Why? How?

Zanya had heard enough about this mating bond and that was why she kind of already knew what was going to happen. She knew he would lose control the moment he sees her. He would then proceed to take her like a madman until his lust for her is finally sated.

“This is the last time, Zanya. Leave… please…” his voice broke at the end, showing just how much he was struggling just to choke those words out from his clenched teeth.

She should fear the predatory gleam in his eyes that was screaming at her to run away from his room like the hounds of hell were at her heels. But her concern for him proved to be far stronger than her fear. It was ridiculous but no matter what, she could not make herself leave this man to fend the effects of the bond on his own.

Struggling, Zanya forced herself to remain outwardly calm, ignoring the chills running up and down her spine.

Then she moved towards him with small steps, causing him to widen his eyes again. She could see his whole frame stiffening as his eyes followed her every move.

“I’m not going to leave until the mating is complete.” She said firmly in a small voice as she continued approaching him.

His eyes burned and his muscles seemed to be spasming. She could tell he was literally on the verge of giving in. And it truly amazed her at the measure of his willpower on how he was still able to hold himself back.

She knew this man was a good warrior but… she thought he was secretly a pervert. Before she came here, she was certain he would look at her like salvation had finally shone on him. But all the things she was expecting him to do did not happen. And even after she was giving herself up to him like this, he still stubbornly kept his ground despite the obvious torture he was going through.

Zanya could not help but wonder how he was able to stand such a level of extreme lust which must be bombarding his every cell and senses.

Casting aside all caution, Zanya finally took the last step and stood before him. The sexual tension was thicker than ever now as his eyes roved over her body powerfully. The lust literally oozing from his pores seemed to be affecting her as well and she found herself swallowing hard. It was as if he had just made her salivate over him.

She was shocked at her own response to him. He was the one being affected by the bond, not her. So how was it that she was feeling like this? She had heard this mating bond was not a pleasant experience for the light faes. So, what was with this heaviness building and churning low inside her?

“Damn!” he growled, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably now, and she knew he was shaking only because of his attempt to keep his hands to himself and resist the temptation to touch her. He did not dare to reach out, did not dare to move, because once he does, all hell will break lose.

And again, Zanya did not know whether to smile or frown at his incredible self-control. For some reason, she felt a little offended that he was still able to control himself even when she was already offering herself up to him in actions and also in her words.

She leaned over and drew one slender finger across the side of his jaw, making it twitch before he clenched down on it hard.

But then, he bit down on his lower lip until it bled, causing Zanya to look at him in shock.

She found herself frozen for a moment, pressing her lips tight as she held his breath taking purple gaze with her own.

And all of a sudden, she lifted herself on her toes and kissed him, tasting the blood from his lips.

Leon stopped shaking. He stiffened. And in the next second, he finally moved and grabbed her. Zanya felt that it was as though she was being slammed and sucked into a huge storm that had taken her unawares.

His mouth slanted over and covered hers in the most desperately way that Zanya had forgotten how to breath in that few seconds until she felt her back being pushed against what seemed like a wall.

With a low, savage groan, Leon squeezed her to himself so damned tight as he devoured her mouth with the kind of ferocity even Zanya never imagined had existed. He stabbed his tongue repeatedly inside her mouth, his one hand already reaching down her thighs, ripping her clothes from her body.

Everything was too fast… too fierce… Zanya did not even have the time to realize what was going on. All she could do was feel the savageness of his mouth moving over her and his large, calloused hands grabbing at her, and his cold body like ice against her opposing fiery one.

She moaned against his mouth, unable to breath, but he seemed to want to devour even her voice and her very breath. She moaned again, pushing at his chest to signal to him to let her breathe. He did not budge and before she knew it, she bit down on his lip, hard, before desperately drawing in a lungful of air.

Leon pulled away, a silvery thread hung between them, and his body froze as they both stared at each other and panted heavily. Suddenly, Leon pushed himself away from Zanya, retreating until his back hit the opposite wall.

Then he shook his head and bolted out of the room, leaving Zanya standing there, looking at the closed door still in a daze, as her fingers brushed over her swollen lips.