Fate's Dark Side Chapter 142

"Your mother hates me, Sylvester. What if she interferes?" I said, and he shook his head.

"My mother doesn't hate you, and she can never make me do anything I do not want to do," He said and lifted my hand and kissed it.

"This is it," he said, pulling me close to kiss him.

His lips felt so good on mine, and I opened up to receive the goodness he was giving. Erasing Devin's kiss.

I kissed him hungrily, wanting to feel every bit of him, knowing this was it for me.

My heart was beating fast. A mixture of joy and uncertainty.

He travelled with his lips to my neck and sucked.

I wanted him to sink his teeth in and seal the deal.

I wanted to disregard tradition and just go for it. I held his head tightly, and he growled and groaned. He was fighting Knight, and I did not want him to.

Kaira gave me strength, and I straddled him and opened my robe.

He went for my breasts with his lips, and I looked up, pushing my chest to give him access.

He worshipped them and paid attention. I felt his bulge, and I wanted him to seal the deal.

He gently flipped our positions and got off the bed, leaving me gasping for air and disappointed.

"You need to rest, Tamia. I want you so badly that if I go ahead now, I will claim you," He confessed, and I took off my robe completely.

"I do not care, Sylvester. I am already yours," I said, and his eyes went completely dark.

He had entered a battle he would lose because Knight charged back to the bed and kissed me hungrily; he moved down my body fast and went between my legs.

"Mine," he growled his famous words.

The words that brought me back from the trance.

The words that helped me keep my promise and gave me control.

I welcomed the words and opened wider for him.

He teased my knob with his tongue and then looked at me to be sure I was seeing what he was doing. He sucked gently, and I moaned. He looked at me again.

"I won't be able to control myself," He told me, and I shook my head.

''Then don't," I said, and he knelt between my legs and drove his cock into me.

He growled and began to pump fast and hard.

I welcomed it, but a part of me said I was wrong.

He should know...

He should know, and just like that, my body went cold, and I began to cry.

Sylvester gently pulled out and lifted my face to look at him.

"What is the matter, green eyes?" He said with concern, and my tears fell freely.

"I did something bad, Sylvester, and I am afraid you will hate me for it," I said, and he froze.

"What did you do, Tamia?" He asked gently. I knew he was controlling himself.

He stood up from the bed, and I looked at him, afraid.

"What happened?" He said, and my tears fell freely.

"I...I...I...," I said, stuttering between sobs.

"I saw Devin at the festival," I said. He clenched his fists, and his hands began to shake. His eyes darkened instantly, and I could see anger rise in them. There was no going back from this.

"He was my Fated," I said, and Knight began to growl. I could feel the pressure of his presence.

"I did not know until last night, Sylvester. I swear. I did not know. He said it was because of Leo's mark," I said, rushing through the words, but his growls became louder.

"The pull was strong and intoxicating, and we made out," I confessed, and he roared. I wiped away my tears.

"He almost claimed me, but I rejected him. I rejected him. It took a lot of effort, but I rejected him," I said and looked at him.

"I had nothing to give him. He accepted because he realised that my heart belonged to you. It was hard, but he accepted it." I said and began to weep.

He approached me on the bed, and my heart was pounding from fear. I thought he would do something crazy, but he hugged me tightly and kissed my neck.