Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 508

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Body tense, Mitchel gently brushed the hair from her delicate neck, saying persuasively, “Raegan, darling, say it one more time.”

Raegan dreamed of Kabir, her husband acting in Erick's efforts to prevent Mitchel from finding out that he was precisely Janey's biological father.

Unconsciously, her lips moved, uttering in a low voice: "You are not my husband..."

Mitchel's brow wrinkled slightly, correcting her: "I am."

Exhausted, Raegan did not want to continue talking.

Mitchel, feeling helpless, gently stroked her back. "Rest in peace."

It was dawn.

Raegan slowly opened her eyes, stretching automatically.

In the middle of his stretch, his hand collided with something solid, causing him to stop suddenly.

As he looked, he realized that he had inadvertently grabbed onto Mitchel's chest.

Panicked, he tried to sit up. However, his sudden movement made her dizzy and she fell onto Mitchel.

To make matters worse, their lips accidentally touched each other.

Mitchel woke up startled by the sudden collision.

Instinctively, he grabbed Raegan's slender waist, quickly flipping her over and securing her beneath him in a defensive position. As he identified Raegan's face, his gaze abruptly darkened.

Mitchel released his grip and hugged her more intimately, his voice deep and guttural. "Are you trying to steal a kiss from me?"

Raegan was caught off guard. Mitchel pressed against her, his closeness overwhelming. Especially early in the morning, his posture gave off an almost unbearable romantic aura.

Mitchel's gaze drifted downward, silently questioning. Although his weight rested on Raegan, it was not oppressive. On the contrary, it was a gentle containment that prevented her from escaping with his embrace.

Trapped in his powerful arms, Raegan found herself unable to move.

I could only look at his face.

With Mitchel's neck slightly open from the proximity, Raegan's eyes traced the lines of his taut abdominal muscles. He was undeniably handsome and she couldn't help but be attracted to him.

With nowhere else to look, Raegan stared at her collarbone as she said in a choked voice, "I didn't want this to happen..."

Mitchel lowered his head and his eyes met her flushed face.

Suppressing his desires, he said in a low, magnetic voice, "I find it hard to believe."

Raegan was stunned. It had only been the involuntary brushing of her lips against his. How could he make a fuss about that? Frowning, he asked, “So what do you want? Tell me…"

Before Raegan could finish her sentence, Mitchel loosened his grip.

Their bodies remained together, almost inseparable.

In one swift movement, he lifted her chin with his elegant fingers and kissed her passionately.

Raegan was caught off guard. She felt her head spin, her entire being consumed by his touch.

With firm pressure, Mitchel deepened the kiss, leaving Raegan breathless and overwhelmed.

Raegan looked down, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. The only thing he could do was endure the shameless caress of her lips.

Mitchel's large, warm palm tenderly traced the curve of her neck, moving with a deliberate slowness that made her shiver slightly.

Raegan's body gave in to the fervor of desire, her muscles going slack under his weight.

Suddenly, Mitchel pinched her, causing a jolt of electricity to course through her veins.

“Hmm…” Raegan whimpered softly, like a frightened cat. Just as she was about to push him away, he grabbed her wrist firmly.

Their lips met in a passionate French kiss, leaving Raegan's heart racing in her chest.

Raegan admitted that he was a master of charm. Even after half a decade, he still had the gift of cheering her up.

Raegan felt like she was losing all her energy before this captivating man. He was a master of seduction.

«Raegan. Mitchel finally released her lips, his voice hoarse with longing. “Give it to me, okay?”

Raegan stood stunned, her lips slightly parted and her eyes glazed with desire.

Before she could respond, he leaned in and nibbled her earlobe.

With a subtle movement of his fingertips, he lifted the hem of her nightgown and slid his hand inside.

Raegan's heart skipped a beat and her breathing quickened. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Mitchel!"

“Yes…” His voice dropped to a hoarse whisper, his cold gaze now burning with intensity as it bore into her.

Raegan sucked in a sharp breath, hastily adjusting her nightgown. A blush rose to her cheeks. «No, we can't...

“Raegan, please…” Mitchel's voice was heavy with desire and his eyes burned with need. And he added in a low voice: "I can't take it anymore."

Mitchel had resisted for five long years, but now, with the person he loved before him, he could no longer hold back. He could no longer fake gentlemanly behavior. God, how I longed for her...

When Raegan came to her senses, she blushed. Why did she feel so attracted to that man?

Mitchel lowered his head again and his lips kissed her face, her earlobe, her neck...

Raegan felt herself burning. His body pulsed with insatiable desire.

Beads of sweat glistened on Mitchel's forehead, proof of his resistance.

“Raegan, you want me too, right? Don't lie to me. I felt your response before…” His voice, hoarse with desire, filled the room.

Raegan instinctively bit her lip, her cheeks and ears turning red.

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