Chapter 98 His Prey

• I no longer speak, not even open my eyes much, I just whimper while someone wipes the sweat from my forehead. Ryan continues to carry me and that's why I cling to his warm neck, which invites me to kiss him and I do.
• "You smell very good, darling," I whisper in a way so clear that I surprise myself.
• Because my mind is not functioning at the moment, to send the order to my mouth to say something like that. But that's not the only thing my body does without my mind's permission, because my mouth begins to kiss his neck and descend, in search of his warm chest.