~ Chapter 11 ~

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We didn’t even make it two steps out of his lofts elevator before he crashed his lips down on to mine. I obviously didn’t mind, I mean the whole ten minute car ride here was just s****l tension. He grazed my inner thighs a few times but nothing else. He was a great tease, ill give him that.  The kiss was soft at first, his lips brushing against mine lightly, like he was holding back, his breathe warm on my lips like a fiery breeze in the forest, i breathed it in between the little breaks we had between our lips joining. His right hand sliding up my cheek, stroking it gently with his thumb.  He let go of the kiss and for a moment I felt pure cold ripple through me. My body urging for him to comeback. His eyes met mine, glowing with pure embers in the dark, they were powerful and stunning, I’ve never seen anything like it before. Something drew me in to them, like a sort of pull to go deeper, to touch him deeper and feel every part of him.  He was electrifying. We stared at each other for what seemed a lifetime, my heart seemed to stop beating in the moment, I wanted his lips back on mine. My eyes travelled down to his pink rose mouth that were parted slightly, my lips eager to fit back on them and feel his wet warmth. His left hand was grazing along my waist and hip, my breathing becoming heavier and the feel of his hot touch, blazing down, creating a pulsation inside my folds at the bundle of joy that needed to be touched, to feel that warmth circling around and inside me. “Look at me” he said in a low firm voice, I looked back up at him, his eyes searching mine. His hands moving lower and lower, my hips inching closer to his. His eyebrows furrowed at my move and I second guessed my move.  Its like he did but didn’t want me. Insecurity started to fill my chest and I bit down on my lip to calm my nerves but just as I did that he whispered “f**k” and his lips crashed into mine. His lips moving hard and fast against mine, like he was going to destroy me. I was just as eager, grabbing the back of his neck, pulling him in closer, I moved just as fast like a hunger was needed to be fed.  He tasted sweet strawberries and mint with a tinge of sour from the alcohol. Both his hands now at my waist, he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist just as my back hit the wall behind me, I gasped against his lips, which set him off more, his lips travelling down my neck, his tongue tracing its way back up to my mouth, he licked my lips and I could feel the wet heat within me wanting any part of him inside.  My breasts now resting on his firm chest, my n*****s delicately stiffening as I could feel a hard pulsing fullness moving along the outskirts of my silk dress, my dampness in the apex of my legs making its way out. Oh gods, he was huge, I was worried he wouldn’t even fit, no matter how wet I was.  I let out a moan as he bit my lip lightly. Using one hand to grab his hair and the other his neck, I pulled in closer,  grinding against his thickness, he growled at my movement and moved away from the wall towards his bed, “no” I said against his lips, he stopped, looking me in the eyes, I continued “couch” the side of my mouth grinning at his surprised expression. He did as I said and moved to the large body length couch he had near his wall length windows that looked out to the city castle, lighting up the whole room like stars.   He sat down and I was now straddled onto of him, his bulging fullness teasing my centre. He cupped my left breast hard and I moaned in satisfaction. His hands were large to almost fit my whole large breasts in it, the warmth of him sparking electricity through the apex of my legs.  I started to fasten his pants and let that long sword out to take my burning need, but he grabbed my hands and smirked, “Ladies first” he whispered in a low husk voice, the sound bringing me to a boil, I don’t think I could last any longer without him inside me. His callused hands grazing down against my thighs, our lips fighting against one another, our tongues dancing inside.  This moment felt so much more than a one night stand, it felt more like our souls were being laced together. I was going mad and over thinking things. He pulled back and looked into my eyes, his now reflecting the starlights, his hands now grazed my inner thigh, moving to tug off my panties. He pulled too hard and they snapped, I bit my lip to stifle a laugh. He smiled and pulled out the broken white g-string I was wearing, holding them up with one hand he licked my wetness that soaked them. The action made my bundle of nerves ache for his long, thick tongue to flick against it.  I clawed down onto his neck I hadn’t realised I was still holding, soft cool air trickling against my tenderness waiting for his touch. He dropped my panties on the side of him and moved his left hand to cup my backside, like he was holding me in place, holy frick, using his free hand he slipped two fingers through my slick folds, lacing them on either side of my bundle of nerves, circling and gliding using my dampness which was growing with every stroke he made.  He was watching me enjoy his touch, I started to move my hips against his fingers and he grabbed my behind even harder, as his thumb took over applying more pressure to my already throbbing bundle of nerves, I could feel the tingling sensation building up that was now rippling through me.  He plunged two fingers inside my burning core, grazing my sides as he continued his rhythmic thrust in and out, in and out, my head flung back at the pleasure coursing through my veins, touching every part of my body, the intensity of his fingers, his body underneath mine, everything was unbearable. I cried out as the heat flooded through me, shuddering at the explosive release leaving me dripping with a tingling sensation pulsing, in my inner core from the end of his touch.  I  leaned my forehead against his, trying to catch my breathe. His eyes were starring deep into mine, a glimmer of familiarity rippled through me. The way he touched me was like he has done this to me before. The way he kissed me, left a lingering presence on my lips. It was like the man in my dreams. I must have drank to much and be out of my mind.  I moved my hands down his sweaty chest, gliding along his muscular abdomen, one of my fingers slowly tracing the outline of his V-shape appearing over the edge of his dark black jeans. He grabbed my hand from touching the top of his manhood from the outside. “What about you?” I said in a low voice. I wanted to give him the same pleasure he had given me, “What about me?” He huffed out as a sort of low rumbling laugh, did he not like it? Was he turned off by me? Self doubt surged its way in the pit of my stomach, I was about to ask him why but he moved his lips up to my ear, his hot breath grazing the outside, “my pleasure was seeing you finish, sugar” he nipped the bottom of my ear with his teeth, causing the small ache in-between my thighs to appear again. He was different from the others, he made me feel special but I guess he treated all the women he’s been with like this.  In a split second his hands grabbed my face, his eyes widened looking up at my forhead “When” his grasp tightening. Crap, how could see my mark, Celeste put some extreme coverage over it. I tried to move from his grip but he was holding on tighter, “When did this happen” his voice raised higher than before. Why did he need to know? “Last night” I whispered out.  I now realised how he could see it, the mark was glowing again. I could see it reflecting in his eyes, brighter and brighter. He let go, “for fucksake, not now” he looked away from me, his eyes distant, I wasn’t sure but for a moment, pain was in his expression. What did he mean not now? I was about to question him but my phone started buzzing. I looked over to his bench where my phone was lit up.  I looked back at him, “I should probably get that” he nodded, letting go of my hips I hadn’t realised he went back to holding. I hoped off his lap, pulling my tight dark orange dress back down to my mid thighs while patting over barefoot to my phone. My phone stopped calling and I had, s**t, I had 50 missed calls, 20 from Kace, 20 from Blaise, 10 from Celeste.   I saw Blaise’s message asking where I was and why I’m not picking up, threatening to use his powers to find me, Kace messages were underneath telling me to pick up the phone so he knows im safe, followed by get home ASAP, I saw Celestes messages last telling me to call her now. What in the world was going on. I called Celeste back first because gods forbid my brothers smell what I’ve done here tonight with the man who was sitting with his arms on along the top of the couch watching my every move.  The phone rang once and Celeste answered with sobs, I couldn’t understand what she was saying, “Celi slow down I cant understand a word your saying, whats wrong?” She sobbed again, “He’s dead” a cry came out of her, my instant reaction was my brothers, was that why they were calling me, no, no, they cant be, they were the top powerful half-Fae in this city, they cant be, “Who?” I shot out, rushing over to pick up my shoes near the coffee table, picking up my bag that was on-top of them, “Who’s dead Celi!” I urged out, panic rippled through me. I could see the hot mess of a man on the couch shoot forward and start walking to me, but I didn’t have the time for him, my brothers could be dead. I ran to the elevator doors pressing the button, three, four, ten times, before it opened up.  I ran in and turned to see him standing there watching me closely, worry all over his face. Celeste sobbed again and breathed out the name, “Paxton” my stomach dropped just as my phone cut out. “s**t” I pressed the side buttons and tapped the screen. The battery sign appeared and showed my phone died. I pressed the button to the ground floor trying to get out. This damn curfew would be a struggle for me to sneak back home but I needed to find a way.  The man before me was standing tall, still starring at me but his eyes dark, like he was going to hunt someone down.   “Someone close to me has just died, I’m sorry I need to go - ” I stopped, I didn’t even know his name. As if he could read my mind he whispered, “Axe” a hint of a smile tugging slightly at his lips but his eyes never leaving the dark expression. “Evie” I replied just as the elevator doors closed.                                                                                            ~~~~ Just as I made it outside the extremely tall building of apartment suites, a car whirled around a corner and screeching to a holt right in front of me.  I couldn’t move as I saw Kace in the car, glaring at me, “Get in this car now” He yelled out. If this wasn’t the most conveniently uncomfortable situation anyone has been in, I wouldn’t know what is.  His nose wrinkled up as I jumped into the car, “Look, we all have needs, don’t act all prude when we both know you do this on a nightly outing” I shot out. Damn him for making me feel dirty for it, at the end of the day it was a natural instinct and if anyone should feel dirty it should be him, every single night I could hear him bragging about it to Blaise.  “I dont need to know though, I can smell it all over you and out of all people him?” He shot back,  “How do you even know who it is?” I looked over to my brother who was now watching the road in hard concentration, his brows knitted and his jaw clenching so tight I might see a tooth pierce out his cheek any moment.  “I don’t” he gritted out, “bullshit, tell me” I demanded at him, “I can just smell vulgar things about him” He was definitely holding back about what he knew, still his words hit me hard like he was implying the same about me “That sounds like a you problem, not a me problem” I shot out as calmly as I could, just as we reached home.  I could see Celeste at the front lounge-room window, her head in her hands, my mum comforting her as best as she could. I jumped out the car, slamming the door behind me as I ran up the driveway. I can not even imagine what she must be feeling, the last conversation that I know they had was the night she confronted him at pebbles. I know for a fact she would have guilt running through her.  I know I did. Paxton had a bright future ahead of him, he had a girlfriend that he would die for and I know she would be the same for him. He was always trying to impress Celeste, with his random jokes he thought was funny and always trying to be a gentleman when it came to taking her out or even just dinning in. I still cant believe he died.  I made my way inside and Celeste wrapped her hands around me, sobbing into my shoulder. I couldn’t help my own tears rising up. “Your okay” whispering as I ran my hands along her back, trying my best to calm her down.  “He was murdered, in the alleyway near pebbles” she managed to get out between her sobs. The same alleyway we were hiding in only nights before, I wasn’t even sure what to say.  “This is the tenth murder this month” Blaise said looking over to Kace, they both had a look of knowing on them, it was hard to tell though as they always looked like that. Something else was going on, they just weren’t saying it. “What does that have to do with anything” Celeste moved away from my shoulder and looked over at Kace, wanting an explanation. His face softened, sorrow filling his eyes.  They stared at each other for a minute without breaking the contact. Kace opened his mouth, shutting it quickly a second after Blaise grunted out, “Dont” staring down at Kace as if they were talking internally. “I need to know whats happening” Celeste walked closer to Kace, her voice stern, on the verge of exploding.  “No you dont” Blaise stood up higher from where he was leaning on the couch, waiting for her to challenge him. “Well I think we do” I said standing alone in the hallway, mere inches from the lounge room. All of them looked at me, except for Kace who was still staring at Celeste.  “In the last month ten people have been murdered. We know for a fact it has to do with the new moon crowning and by the look on your two faces,” I pointed at Kace and Blaise, “you know exactly what it means especially being all high and mighty in the order.  Plus, a human, AKA me, has just been marked which has never happened before and I get the feeling I may not even make it up to the dam palace with all these murders that you know exactly whats causing it” I don think I even took a breathe.  I could feel my whole body temperature rising, my face becoming hot and my palms sweating.  I was furious that someone close to us had been murdered and they still weren’t telling us anything.  In a matter of thirteen days, I was to make my way up to the palace and start competing for a crown that I don’t even think I want or deserve.  “Theres a type of demon in the city. Its after something, but we don’t know what yet”  “A f*****g what?” Celeste barked out
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