Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday - Chapter 131

Chapter 131: The Late Night Make-out

Warning: Mature content in the chapter

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With a smooth motion, Davian lifted Grace onto the kitchen counter. His hands were firm yet gentle as he settled her in place. The cold surface sent a shock through her thighs, grounding her momentarily, but it wasn’t enough to break the spell they were under.

His lips trailed from her mouth to her jawline, leaving a path of soft, searing kisses down her neck.

“Davian…” Grace whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of desire and caution. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to stop him or to pull him even closer as their current nearness didn’t feele enough to her. “Dr. Kian is still here-”

Davian pulled back slightly, just enough to meet her gaze. The intensity in his eyes sent a thrill through her. “That only makes it more exciting,” he murmured much to her surpised, his voice low and rough with desire.

She felt her face heat at his boldness, but before she could respond, his lips were on her neck again, sucking gently at the sensitive skin just below her ear. A quiet gasp escaped her, and she arched into his touch. His hands roamed up her sides, tracing the curve of her waist before settling on her hips.

“Davian, we-” Her words dissolved into a soft moan as his mouth traveled lower, nipping lightly at her collarbone before soothing the spot with his tongue. His hands moved to her thighs, parting them slightly as he stepped closer, pressing himself firmly between her legs.

“Tell me to stop,” he murmured against her skin, his breath hot and teasing. “If you really want me to, Grace, just say the word.”

She opened her mouth to reply, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, her hands tightened at his nape, pulling him closer. Her body betrayed her, responding to his touch with a fervor she couldn’t suppress.

“I thought so,” he said with a satisfied smile before his lips returned to hers.

The kiss was slower this time, more deliberate, as if he wanted to savor every moment. His hands slid under the hem of her nightgown, his fingers brushing against her bare skin. The sensation sent sparks of pleasure through her, and she shivered under his touch.

“You are so perfect, love,” he whispered, his voice reverent as his lips trailed down her neck once more.

Grace tilted her head back, giving him better access as his hands continued their exploration. He pushed her nightgown up, exposing her skin to the cool air of the kitchen. His lips followed the path of his hands, pressing soft, lingering kisses to her thighs and moving up to her stomach.

“Davian, we really shouldn’t…” she managed to say, though her voice lacked conviction.

He looked up at her, his deep green eyes dark with desire. “Why not?” he asked, his tone serious. “I think it’s time you should consider accepting that you want all three of us. I’m sure about Rune yet, but I think Kian is a good guy. Having him around you makes me relax as I know that he will take good care of you.”

Grace was stunned by his words. She stared at him, trying to make sense of what he had just said. Was he alright with her being with other men as well? She wanted to ask but didn’t got the chance.

One of his hands returned to cup her face as he kissed her again, this time with a tenderness that made her heart ache. His lips were warm and soft, yet demanding, and she melted into him, forgetting everything else.

The sound of the refrigerator humming in the background and the faint sound of their kissing were the only reminders that they were still in the kitchen, dangerously close to being caught. But even that thought couldn’t dampen the fire between them.

Davian’s lips found her collarbone again, and his hands slid to her back, pulling her even closer, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist instinctively. This placed her core right against his semi-hard erection. The heat between them was almost unbearable, and she could feel his heartbeat pounding as fast as her own.

“You are driving me crazy,” he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with emotion.

He kissed her again while his hands slipped down to her shoulders, playing with the extremely thin straps of her nightgown. She felt like she was drowning in him, in the overwhelming intensity of his touch and the way he seemed to worship her with every movement.

His lips left hers to travel down her throat the very moment she felt him lowering her left strap. The cold air hit the sensitive nipple as the fabric slipped down her breast, leaving her bare. But the cold was soon replaced with the warmth of his mouth as he took the nipple in his mouth and give it a long, hard suck.

Grace had to cover her mouth to stop herself from moaning, but it soon became an impossible task as his tongue started playing with the little bud without any mercy.

His other hand lowered the second strap and moved down to cup her other breast, teasing and playing with the other nipple while he continued tomoick the first one.

But if she thought that suppressing her moans while he played with her breasts was a hard thing to do, then she was absolutely horrified when she felt his hands making their way toward her inner thigh.

“Davian…”

She called his name softly, not really knowing if it was plea for him to stop or to continue. Both those ideas terrified her equally. But while she was struggling to make up her mind, he was already taking action.

She felt as he pulled aside the soft fabric of her panty, running his fingers over her folds while his lips placed a tender kiss on her left inner thigh. The touch was soft, like a whisper, and yet enough to send sweet sparks flying across her entire body.