Chapter 32- Magic

Deila's pov Literally, I was placed between a wall and a hard place. His chest was as hard as a wall and from the way I gasped when I had met it, he knew it. His breath on my ears was doing crazy things to me. The control I had over myself was slipping away, and fast. "You, " he whispered. There was something about the huskiness in his voice that made a shiver run through me and I felt him smirk against my neck. Me? I was what's with him? "I'm what's with you?" I gathered the will...