Chapter 30

The feeling of Cillian's lip against her, soft, warm and surprisingly gentle, yet hungry and demanding, caused a myriad of emotions to rise up within Bellatrix. At first, it was a shock. So unpredictable was the action, that she had frozen and simply stared at the male, eyes wide with confusion. Cillian stared back at her, gauging her reaction with those dark eyes of his, while his mouth devoured hers and his hand slowly slid up her body, gently tracing her curves, and pulling her trembling body closer to his. Her reaction, even though Cillian wouldn't care to admit it, was blissful to watch. Seeing her flushed cheeks, her eyes wide and feeling the rapid pace of her heartbeat against his chest, all because of him, made Cillian want to keep kissing her and that he did. As if in a daze, he pressed her against the wall, and his hand snaked its way around her body, resting dangerously close to her bottom. The intensity of the kiss, for a short while, made Bellatrix's mind go blank. However