06/27/2021
✨Caliban & Belaset✨
Belaset is French, 4’11 with green eyes and white hair. Caliban is 6’5 with blue eyes and crimson red hair.
*Excerpt from Chapter 9: The Taking*
Caliban smiled. He touched my cheek, rubbing his thumb along my bottom lip. “I love you.”
I couldn’t respond. I couldn’t feel it yet, despite how my heart yearned to. I just looked into his eyes longingly, leaning in and planting a soft kiss upon his lips. He tenderly kissed me back, sneaking his tongue into my mouth as he did so. He held my jaw and pulled me in deep, overpowering the kiss with his dominance.
I leaned against the door of the carriage as he mounted me suddenly, corralling my body beneath his own. My heart raced and I couldn’t fathom what was happening in real time. As if the world moved at a slower pace than usual. He nearly laid a hand upon my breast before the carriage hit a bump in the road, jolting us.
Our kiss broke apart and we stared at each other with our breaths heavy. “I apologize,” he sighed, pulling away. I sat up reluctantly, confused on why his eyes had become sad. “I lost myself. I shouldn’t have gotten on top of you like that.”
“No, no,” I assured, touching his arm. “I enjoyed it. I…” I trailed off and leaned close to him. “I want to continue in your bed.”
His eyes widened. “Are you ready for that?”
“Caliban, I’ve been ready,” I insisted. “Are you?”
He glanced at my cleavage and sucked in his bottom lip. “More than ever,” he replied softly, his eyes full of want.