Chapter 117

A bead of sweat slid down Finlay's forehead. He sniffed Analise's distinctive scent and nibbled her shoulder. He didn't bite down hard. It was just a light nibble. The pain coursing through his body was too great to bear. This was the only way he could think of to distract himself. "It itches." His furry hair brushed against Analise's neck. What was more, he was gently kissing her shoulder. The combined sensations sent an itchiness down her neck and heart. She groaned sensually. Finlay didn't stop because of that, though. Instead, he seized the moment and sat on the chair in the fore cabin. Then, he held her in his arms and made her sit on his lap. The pain was eating away at his good sense. A second ago, he was kissing Analise's shoulder. Then, he moved his lips to her neck on the next. Eventually, he found her lips. The kiss was as passionate as it was aggressive. Bit by bit, Finlay sucked the air in her. He wasn't content to let her go until her body went limp, and she lean