Nephilim

Chapter 6 Truth hurst pt 1

Chapter 6: Truth hurts

Why is it that when your excited for things you grow impatient? Why do the minutes always feel like hours? Seriously though, its only been two hours since Taren texted his address. What the heck am I supposed to do the next four? I mean technically I have laundry and cleaning I should be doing. I took a look around my cluttered apartment. Yeah this is gross. I started with the living room cleaning up random clothes piles and the occasional dish from one to many midnight snacks. Then moved on to dusting and every other room in my small apartment before no time the placed looked cleaner then I think it ever has been. And still, there was a very uncomfortable amount of time left to spare. So I did the only thing else I could think of, the mountain of laundry that now towered in my laundry basket. I started debating if burning it all was a sane thing to do. then I sucked it up telling myself I’m still trying to be as “human” as possible. So off to the basement I go! But not before calling Marlow to join me, because supernatural or not that shits scary.

“Mel your such a baby I don’t know why you think its scary down here.” Marlow gestured around the musky room. “says the warlock who loves dungeons.” I started shoving some clothes into the machine. “so How’d your date go with Taren?” I blushed and fiddled with a t-shirt. “it was very… nice.” He stared at me in disbelief. “Nice your going to go with nice as your word of choice? Melinda do I gotta read your mind or are you going to tell me what actually happened?” I took a deep breath. “it was absolutely amazing. And he’s a really good kisser.” I hid my face in my hands the memory of Taren’s lips on mine flooding to my thoughts. “you dirty ho. What else happened?” “ I am not a ho and well something not so awesome, Wallen showed up.” I then went on to tell Marlow about what had happened, the part where ya know Taren pretty much mind controlled him, and just well everything. “white and black wings?” I shook my head yeah and he looked puzzled as he helped fold my dry items. “say something?” I finally asked. “I’m sorry I’m just thinking, maybe he’s like you” I let that sit with me for a minute before replying. “I think he’s something bigger then me.” Marlow snapped his fingers and just like that we were standing in my apartment my neatly folded laundry next to us. “what the f**k, warn me next time.” I took a few deep breaths to calm the vomit trying to force its way up. Teleporting always sucks, unless your Marlow. I swear he does it just for fun. “sorry, you should probably start getting dressed soon.” I rolled my eyes “way to change the subject there.” Not that I’m complaining us just standing around lost in thought isn’t really productive. “like the good little servant I am, I need to do some research and you my beautiful queen have a date so this is a win in my book.” “wait, wait Mar research?” but before I could say anything else he was gone. Damn warlock I threw my hands in the air. “you suck by the way.” I yelled knowing full well he didn’t hear a word of that but it felt good to say it anyways.

I took a deep breath standing outside tarens door. The house standing in front of me was magnificent. Honestly though how does a teacher afford this? I mean I shouldn’t judge in anyway but the house I mean the wrap around porch the red brick on the outside the big beautiful windows. I mean like beautiful ranch like house, he even had a field with some horses. Like wow, just wow. It was a ways outside the city and honestly I wouldn’t of even known he lived here if it wasn’t for the motorcycle in the drive way. I let my mind wonder for a few moments thinking about how maybe someday wed be grey sitting on this porch. I quickly brushed the thought off though when the door opened and a Smiling Taren in an apron greeted me. “hey I just texted you I thought maybe you weren’t coming and I didn’t see a car pull up.” I laughed looking him up and down. “ I have wings remember? And um that’s mine over there.” I pointed kind of embarrassed by my tiny little beat up bug. “oh that’s cute I pictured you a sporty kind of girl.” It was his turn to laugh now “ well that aprons cute, and don’t make fun of that bug it took me a long time to get her and she’s been pretty reliable.” He blushed and man oh man was that hot. “by the way this.” I gestured to his house. “ is so amazing.” He held the door open wider and motioned me inside. “that’s kind of why I bought it.” As I took in the massive ceilings he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. And then I noticed how insanely perfect every detail was. “okay your not married are you?” I asked taking a step back turning around to face him now. He burst out laughing. “definitely not.” “so you did all this yourself?” I pointed to area. “as much as id like to take credit for it no I hired someone to do all this.” That made sense. I blushed a little embarrassed now. His amused smile said he really was enjoying this. “well its beautiful.” I finally said. “ and hi.” He took a few step towards me and then kissed me softly. “hi” I smiled at him and bit my lip. “so you cook?” he laughed lacing our fingers together and pulling me towards what I’m guessing is the kitchen. “yeah I do. and if I don’t get back to it were going to have some burnt dinner.” God why does this man have so many talents. When we turned the corner into what was once again a beautiful kitchen he sat me in a bar stool and turned to the oven, checking on whatever was inside. It smelled so delicious though. I looked over to the pile of papers across the counter to me and picked up one. “oh grading those tests huh?” I scanned the paper and grimaced at how poorly whoever this was did. “yeah most people failed badly.” He said shaking his head leaning against the counter. “well I hope I was not one of those people.” I laid the sheet back down, and really took in how muscular and tall he really is. “no actually you did pretty good.” I snorted “favoritism, my plans are working.” I joked “not yet but your quickly getting there.” He turned again to the oven and pulled out a tray. I watched quietly as he plated our food and pointed to the back door. “I’ve got us set up outside it’s a pretty nice evening and I figured maybe you’d like the view.” I all but hopped out of my chair. “you don’t even have to figure because I’m all for it!” I practically bounced to the back door opening it. But of course like the gentleman he is wouldn’t let me hold it for him. “fine then but I get to pull out your chair.” I winked at him. The moment I stepped out onto the porch and seen the field and the way the sun was just starting to reach it I was frozen. Holy s**t this is a movie scene, a beautiful indescribable movie scene. “you going to sit down?” his voice cut through my trance. I walked to the table and sat in the chair he held out for me. How is this even real? “I picked it because its about the only peace I can get from the outside world.” It was then I realized I had asked the question out loud. I blushed “I can see why.” We slowly ate and talked and when I say the man is a good cook I mean a freaking excellent cook, and I mean who doesn’t like a damn good steak with all the veggies and potatoes and amazing goodness. It all feels so easy with him, I guess this is how its supposed to feel when you really are truly meant to be with someone. One glass of wine became two and then three, the sun had gone down and here we were still in conversation learning more and more about each other and the lives we had before each other. I learned he was thirty four and though he remembers little to nothing about his background other then beatings and a rescue from a strange women, he’s been on his own. I could feel his hurt through our bond when he talked about it, and it broke my heart for this beautiful man. Who would do such a thing? To a child non the less? “hey lets go inside you look cold.” I hadn’t even noticed I was shivering until he said it. “yeah.” I stood up and started gathering our plates, he grabbed my wrist though and smiled. “don’t worry about it ill clean it up later.” He twisted his fingers through mine and led me back into the house. It was then I realized the time. “Taren its almost eleven.” I started laughing “I really should get home, Mars probably dying by the phone.” He pulled me into him. “I don’t really know it’s a good idea you drive.” This was true tipsy on the edge of drunk was exactly the way I felt now that I think about it. “ you can take my bed, ill sleep on the couch.” I started to protest but he kissed me lightly making my thoughts swirl. He took my hand again and led me down the hallway to his room. He took out one of his long sleeve shirts and handed it to me, then turned to leave. “Taren don’t sleep out there, its your bed and I wouldn’t feel right ill sleep on the couch.” He looked offended “absolutely not.” I laughed “so then I guess were stuck then.” Neither one of us wanted to admit what we really wanted. “change and ill be back.” he walked out the door swiftly shutting it. I let out a breath as the tension in the air relaxed, well kind of. I changed quickly his shirt falling mid thigh. A knock sounded on the door. “are you clothed?” I rolled my eyes. “nope I’m stark naked in here.” He came through the door laughing. “your –“ he stopped and froze. “I’m what?” I blushed as he just stared me up and down. “I think I’ve lost my brain.” I laughed. And pointed to the to the thing rolled under his arm. “is that a sleeping bag?”

“oh uh yeah it is. If I’m not aloud to sleep on the couch then the floor is a safe bet right?”

“totally.” I shook my head and walked over to him taking the sleeping bag from him. “are you going to change or do you sleep in jeans and a t-shirt?” he laugh and went to his dresser. He grabbed a few things and went to go into the bathroom but paused just before. “ remotes on the night stand I’m gonna shower real quick.” “okay” I shook my head I turned on the tv and sat on the bed looking around the room till I noticed the book shelves in the corner. Smiling I got up and scanned the books. I knew lots of the titles on the shelves but many of them id either only read pages of or had never even heard of. The bathroom door opened and I hadn’t even realized id been lost that long. When I looked up Taren he stood in the doorway in just basket ball shorts. Even though his abs were amazing they weren’t what had my mind frazzled. I walked over to him and laid a hand on his stomach seeing more scars, id only seen his back that first day I would have never imagined they were all along his chest and stomach too. I touched a long one on his ribs when he grabbed my hand and placed kisses on my knuckles. “don’t feel sorry baby.” I looked up at him. “I am sorry though no one should ever go through this.” I gestured to his chest. “its over and I’m okay.” I placed a kiss on his chest. He kissed my head as I wrapped my arms around him holding tight. “you know if you keep touching me like this I’m not going to be able to control myself, and seeing you in my shirt is already making it hard enough.” I smiled deviously and ran a hand along the waistband of his shorts. A soft gasp from him and I turned around to walk back to the bed. “tease.” He shook his head and grabbed the sleeping bag. “Taren please were not kids.” I bit my lip looking at my hands. He pulled my chin up so I could look at him. “if I get in that bed. We are not sleeping.” I blushed. “what if I don’t want to sleep.” “don’t say that Mel, I’m trying real hard here.” He took a step back and turned around taking deep breaths. I probably shouldn’t do this but all I want in this world is this man. I slid his shirt off and threw it in front of him. He turned quickly. “Mel what- fuck.” I’ve never been shy about my body but the way he starred at me all hunger in his eyes made me blush. “f**k it.” Was all that came out of his mouth before his lips were on mine in a deep passion filled kiss. I kissed him back wrapping my arms around his neck his arm wrapping around my waist and pushing us up to the top of the bed. His hands ran over my body slowly caressing every part. Kissing down my stomach, down my thighs, and back up again. I started pushing down his shorts. He pulled away slightly looking into my eyes. “are you sure you want this Mel? Are you sure you want me? If we do this your mine.” I smiled and nipped his lip. “Baby I was yours the moment our mating bond snapped into place” he kissed me again. “I’m not talking about our bond.” “I want you Taren I want every part of you, and I want you to have all of me.” And that was all the reassurance he needed. He pulled off my panties and positioned himself so he was in between my legs and slowly pressed inside me. Ecstasy it was pure ecstasy the way he moved in slow thrusting in and out, our bodies melding into one, Our breathing becoming one, moans filling the room until we both fell over the edge. We laid there under the blankets for a while just enjoying each other, touching and feeling and more love making until we both drifted off to sleep. We didn’t say the words but they were there on our bond. I love every part of this man.