Chapter 130

Maxi flinched and backed away until her back bumped into rough bark. Stepping closer, Riftan cupped her breast and pressed his lips against hers. His thick tongue pushed past her lips and roamed her mouth.

The pouring rain beat against their faces, shoulders, and backs as drooping leaves clung to their cheeks. It was the most primitive thing Maxi had ever experienced.

Picking off the leaves, Riftan kissed her cheek, jaw, and eyelid.

Maxi drew in a sharp breath, and the smell of rain and wet vegetation filled her lungs. Lowering his head, Riftan licked the raindrops from the tip of her breast. Then, as if needing more, he hungrily began to suck on it.

It was like she was caught in a storm. She pulled on his wet tunic as if to tear it off.