Behind the Mask

26. Hazy waters

Mel

He was strolling around the swimming pool slowly, at a soothing pace, as the warm waters touched my body, making me relax, bringing me relief. 

But that wasn’t all, this proximity, his skin on mine brought me as much relaxation as it brought me tension. It made my body warm and tingling, my muscles grew stiff and they needed their release. My body needed peace and it could only find it by becoming one with his body, by yielding to its needs, to the call of the bond, to the wishes of my soul.  

I looked intently at him, my body trembling in a hazy desire. I didn’t know if I should if it was the right thing to do, the sane and reasonable thing to do. I just know that I needed him, that I urged for him to be within me, inside me. 

I felt a bit light-headed, I knew that it was the effects of my sleepiness, strong nausea, and the tea. The effect of my unbearable, unfading desire and longing.

“Maximus,” I called him softly. 

“Yes,” he replied, brushing a strand of my hair off my face.

“I need you, I...” I started, my voice was weak, hazy. A thick fog overtook my mind, my senses, my thoughts. I was only the delirious fumes of my wanting. I wanted him, my body was feverish for him.

“You mean?” He asked confusedly, his gaze examining my face closely. 

“I mean… take me, now… please,” I muttered. 

I was losing my mind. 

“Honey, are you sure?” He asked, after placing a kiss on my face.

“I am.” At this moment I didn’t care about anything else, but this need, this urge.

Maximus adjusted me in his arms, stopping his slow and soothing steps around the swimming pool. He unclasped my bra with his skilled fingers, exposing my engorged n*****s. He leaned down and kissed each one of them, before sucking a n****e into his mouth, his hand roaming down to my womanly parts. His fingers slid under my underwear and he started caressing my folds as his mouth worked on my over-sensitive n*****s with delirious licks, overwhelming sucking, and soothing kisses. Each caress of his mouth sent jolts of electricity all over, until all the butterflies and tingles conjoined into my core, making my walls clench, begging to be filled, begging to feel his delightful hardness stroking its insides. 

He flicked the sensitive bud within my intimate petals, making me gasp in pleasure.

“I, I need you inside me…” I pleaded, throwing my head back and wrapping my arms around his neck, as my legs laced his hips tightly. He moved his hand away and pulled my underwear down.

“Maximus, it doesn’t mean that I… that we are together… I just need it,” I muttered. I didn’t want to give him hope, especially when I was still very confused. I knew that I should stay close to him for the babies, my mind knew it well. However, my body, soul, and heart had desires and fears of their own. 

“I will give you what you need, Honey,” he said before his lips met mine. 

He entered me slowly, with a smooth stroke, making me moan into our kiss. My breath heaved and I clung to his shoulders as the pleasure I didn’t feel for quite some time made my body tremble and sparkles of pleasure creep in my mind. 

He took me slowly but ardently, our lips moulding into each other in a never-ending kiss. His hand reached down to my s*x and he caressed my folds, angling his hips to caress my pleasure spots before his thrusts gained speed. 

I parted our kiss panting for air, and my eyes locked with his amber-golden irises. His eyes were full of passion, lust, tenderness even. 

Looking at his eyes was a caress to my hazy soul, and soon I felt the knot in my stomach tightened. Pleasure consumed me, fluttering every cell of my body in its waves, my eyes were closing inadvertently at this overpowering sensation, but I forced them to remain open, I needed to look at him. I needed to look at his eyes. 

After my pleasure started to subside, and my desire was quenched, the hazy state that my mind was into started fading slowly. My stomach started bothering me again, even my stomach was confused.

His thrusts become slower and shallow as he looked intently at me, worry was clouding his eyes.

“Maximus, I… stop,” I asked him and he pulled out of me immediately. 

“Are you feeling unwell?” he asked, caressing my hair.

“I don’t know… we shouldn’t have, I… don’t know what to do,” I told him honestly. 

“It’s all fine, Honey, I know it doesn't mean we are together. But I will be here for you, waiting and proving to you that this time I’ll be the mate you deserve. No hesitations, no reserves, no masks,” he muttered, pulling me to his embrace. He kept strolling around the swimming pool, rubbing soothing circles on my back. 

He was sweet. 

I sighed, This was never the issue, in the moments we were together he was good to me. But these moments were rare and full of restrictions, he always left afterward and left me in the dark. 

He couldn’t be with me and leave again, not now that I’d fully learnt to live without him, that I had built a life for myself. This pregnancy changed everything, made me crave for him again, I couldn’t numb my side of the bond anymore. 

I couldn’t numb all these feelings. 

“I will take you to bed,” he told me. 

He flashed us to his bed. He wrapped a thick blanket around me and laid me on the bed, making me realise how tired I actually was. 

I closed my eyes as I drifted to sleep slowly. Suddenly I felt his warmth leaving me, and the word escaped my lips at its own accord, “Stay.” 

“I won’t ever leave you, Honey. Not like I did every morning. Never again,” he muttered, and I felt his strong arms around me once again. 

He stayed. 

 ~ * ~

Avalon

Liv, Laius, the babies, and I went to Hell. It was safer, I had to admit that. I wouldn’t let my pride and my feelings about my Realm prevail and prevent my mate and children to be as safe as possible. 

Laius entered the nursery quietly, a worried expression on his face.

“I’ve sent many demons after this triad and until now I couldn’t find anything. How are you, Sugar?” His voice was soft when he talked to her and he took her in his arms. 

“I’m willing to fight! To never allow anyone to hurt our family!” she said with determination but I could see the pang of hurt in her deep-blue eyes. 

Elric, she missed him. She was in some sort of inner conflict, my stubborn sweet Little Mate. 

I wanted to punch him, but more than anything, I wanted my Liv to be happy and I knew that I had my share of wrongdoings, a burden even heavier than Elrics. 

“We will find them, one way or another,” I promised my mate. 

I would do even what I’d avoided for a thousand years, what I dread the most to protect her, to protect them.