"Oh, damn it..."
I take a deep breath and grab his neck, pulling him toward me, and kiss him.
It was so sudden, our lips collided a bit too brutally, but what comes next is much smoother. As if that was all he needed, Liam starts kissing me back, avidly. I put my hand around his neck as if he was already mine, reaching out for his large shoulder. I had never realized how hot his skin is, but I like it. I feel his arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, caressing the skin on my back. I feel my fire inside almost purring from this kiss, as if it was spreading gently throughout my whole body. It doesn't feel like some wildfire I have to tame, but some embers slowly radiating from my chest, gently warming up everything.
Liam's lips are intense to follow, he doesn't stop. I feel pulled toward him, wanting more of his embrace, more of those savage lips on mine. I can't believe I started this kiss when he's the one being so restless. I barely catch any air, kiss after kiss. His hands still on my back, he keeps me trapped there, and for a long while, nothing can be heard but the rain outside and the two of us, making out passionately.
I know it's silly, I know it's risky. We barely know each other, and we are just pulled toward each other like two magnets charged by desire, a desire neither of us can control. But Moon Goddess, I don't care. I just want to enjoy every second of his lips on mine. I want to learn the taste of his kisses, the way he touches me, and how he frowns cutely while we kiss. I can almost hear his growling, his voice getting deeper as he takes pleasure in our lips. There's something animalistic about this, but it just feels so good to go along with our instinct. I don't care if I'm human or witch, woman, wolf, or feline. I just want this, want him. Liam's lips on mine, our bodies against each other. His warmth melting into mine, and his fingers caressing me.
After what seems like forever, our lips naturally slow down. We are not even out of breath, just a bit dizzy. After one last long, slow to part kiss, we both exhale, still in each other's embrace. Liam gently puts his forehead against mine. I chuckle.
"...Interesting."
"...You're welcome," he sighs, making me smile some more.
I wrap my arms around his neck and put my head against his shoulder. I don't want to let go of him, not yet. Liam must feel the same, because I feel his arms hugging me tight, and his lips against my nape.
"...I really like your smell," he mutters. "It's unique."
"...What do I smell like?"
"Some... chimney fire," he says after a few seconds, "or burning wood. ...And like rain, a little bit."
I nod. It does sound nice, but I have no idea... I find myself wondering what a werewolf's environment feels like. It must be a crazy world every time they enter a new room... I'm a bit jealous. I suddenly think of something.
"...No cheeseburger smell?"
"...Yeah, maybe that too."
I chuckle. Of course, he'd like that one. We slowly put some space between each other, but I can't take my eyes off him. I may be simply imagining this because of our kiss just now, but... I feel like his eyes are more on the blue side now, and have a bit of a softer look in them. A little wave of nostalgia hits me for no reason. I extend my arm to caress his cheek, and he smiles, looking down.
"Alright... Should we try the ramen before they get super soggy?"
Damn that werewolf stomach...
I can't stop staring at Liam while he’s eating. It's almost scary to think my lips were against that mouth just minutes ago. I know he was hungry, but this feels almost dangerous to watch... I'm chewing my chopsticks, almost not feeling like eating myself. Not that I had any doubt he would eat all of the ramen, but still, he's eating them scary fast while I'm still here trying to take my time. It looks like I won't need to, he'll be done before me.
Somehow, I wasn't really prepared for what comes after a kiss like that. I thought it might be awkward, but now, it's almost as if nothing happened. Liam is back to his usual self, a bit more relaxed maybe. I'm sitting on the kitchen counter next to him, only a couple of feet away, but I can't stop sending glances his way. What are we now? Where are we at? It's a bit too soon to be, like... a couple, right? I sigh. We should have cleared the air earlier. Now I feel like asking a thousand questions while he's completely absorbed by the ramen.
I keep reliving our kiss, and I feel my heart swoon every time. It was really... nice. Not like a professional kiss like in those movies I watched with Kelsi, but simpler, more... realistic. Something that isn't perfect, but still felt crazy good. I wonder how much that fated mates thing blurs our judgment. What would have happened if I wasn't Liam's mate? Maybe he would have kicked me out of Silver City already. Would I still have these feelings for him?
...Why do I have them in the first place? Liam seemed absolutely sure it's impossible for witches. I would have thought he was simply wrong if it wasn't for Ravena saying the same thing. So why? Why me? I sigh and stare outside. It's still one hell of a downpour outside. Silver City is one of those cities that doesn't do things half-assed. It's either gorgeous weather or some crazy ugly downpour outside. I hear the storm breaking again, and I see some lightning far in the distance. His nephews probably didn't get to play very long outside...
"Are you done?"
Surprised by his voice, I turn back, and he's pointing at my half-empty cup of noodles in my hands. Liam is done eating his, but judging from his expression, he didn't ask out of concern for me. I frown.
"No, I'm not done. Let me eat my ramen, you glutton."
"Sorry... I had to watch you eat lunch, so..."
"You could have eaten if you weren't so stubborn."
He chuckles and leans forward, putting his elbow down on the kitchen counter to stare at me from up close. Damn, now he's going to be all I can see when I close my eyes again...
"Fine, fine, finish your ramen. I'm full anyway."
I frown. Why the hell did he ask if he was full already? I watch him throw away all his empty cups while I hurry to finish mine. There's unfairness in this world to see a guy with abs like that eat like he does every day without blinking. What the hell are werewolf stomachs made of?
