22: Hurt
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When we got to the pubs it took me a lot of drinking before I had the courage to join Melissa and Jake on the dance floor.
Melissa looked stunning as always in a tight white dress, letting you know she wasn’t wearing a bra, her beautiful long blonde hair and blue eyes made her fit right in with the fallen Angel brothers. Jake was all over Melissa to the point it was cringey as hell for me to be there, so I went and sat back down at the table.
“There you are.”
I jumped and turned to see Hunter standing there. “How did you find us?” I asked.
He didn’t answer right away as he took in my new look, his eyes travelled over my body and lingered on my breasts long enough that I said, “oi, my face is up here.” He slowly looked up to my face and replied, “huh? Oh right, it’s a demon thing. We can sense one another nearby, I sensed my brother and knew you’d most likely be with him.”
“Why do you care where I am?” I could have sworn he looked almost flustered by my appearance because he kept trying but failing to stop staring at me and my body, “I wanted to make sure your werewolf hadn’t come back.”
I stood up to get another drink when Hunter bluntly said, “you’re f*****g beautiful.”
I saw him realize that he had just said that out loud, breaking eye contact he grew more flustered and mumbled, “I need to speak to Jake,” and quickly walked towards Jake and Melissa who was dancing and grinding against Jake sexily.
I still felt giddy and had butterflies in my tummy from Hunter’s words, but they faded when I saw Hunter talking into Jakes ear and then Melissa getting in between both brothers, she danced sexily and rubbing her ass against Hunter’s lower half she danced down against his body and back up again draping her arms around Jake’s neck.
Jake pulled Hunter close against Melissa so that Hunter’s hands were on her hips as she danced against him.
I pushed down the jealousy and tried convincing myself that I didn’t care that it was Melissa intimately pressed against two incredibly hot demon brothers instead of me, I should be used to it by now anyway, never being the chosen one by men and apparently that extended to supernatural men too.
It was when Jake made Hunter dance just as sexily against Melissa, rubbing his lower half against hers of his own accord by that point, that I got up and left, unable to watch any longer, I made the big mistake of looking back at them and saw Jake pressed up against Melissa from behind while she kissed Hunter hungrily, he was definitely enjoying it because he was kissing her back, no threats of snapping her like a twig.
I quietly left, not even able to roll my eyes or feign being ok, it wasn’t until I was outside in the cold that I felt tears running down my cheeks.
I wasn’t mad at anyone, they were free to do as they pleased, Hunter wasn’t mine, never would be, did I really think a beautiful and powerful being like him would ever be interested in me when I couldn’t even get a mortal man to date me?
It wasn’t Melissa’s fault either as I had stupidly told her I didn’t want Hunter, none of those facts made it hurt any less, though.
I was almost home, walking down the same alleyway I had been attacked in, but I didn’t care, I was halfway down there when Hunter came up beside me. I jumped so hard I couldn’t contain the yelp that escaped my lips.
“What the f**k are you doing walking home alone?” He looked at my face, and stopping me from walking, added, “why are you crying?”
I quickly wiped the tears from my face, “I’m not, it’s fine.” I went to walk off, but he leaned his hand against the wall, blocking me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Can’t tell you,” I whispered.
“Why not?”
“Because you would most likely vomit.” I rolled my eyes and tried to move around him, but he lay his other hand against the wall so that I was trapped between his arms.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” he asked in that usual cold tone of his.
I was a little drunk and decided to open my big mouth, “I didn’t want to watch you and Jake making out with my beautiful best friend.”
That answer seemed to really surprise him before he became unreadable again, sighing he said, “Destiny, you could have joined us.”
“Umm, no, thanks, I’d rather not stand there like an i***t, that would have been worse.”
He gave a soft laugh under his breath, surprising me and then stepped in close so that his chest was against mine. “If you want me and my brother, just say so.”
I grew wet at those words but breathed, “I don’t want Jake right now.” Ok, so I wasn’t ready to completely admit I wanted Hunter all to myself and not just for some threesome.
He stepped closer to me so that my breasts were pressed against his chest, making them look even bigger than they already were.
He looked down at them and bit his lower lip, “mmm, I see, so what do you want right now?” He murmured.
I felt so flustered I could barely get my words out. “I want to kiss you, but then you’d snap me like a twig, right?”
He smiled at that and looking at my breasts, murmured, “maybe not.”
“But you said—“ he cut me off,
“Destiny, just kiss me.”
After his cruel words from earlier when he’d warned me never to touch him again, I just couldn’t bring myself to make the first move.
He must have sensed it because he leaned down and pressed his lips onto mine softly. I wasn’t expecting him to be so gentle, and I melted into the kiss, opening and closing my mouth against his, growing wet when he gently slid his tongue into my mouth, he rolled it around mine slowly and sensuously, claiming my tongue with his, it was incredible and because I was still a virgin in many ways and so attracted to him, I came, I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my lips and when I was finished Hunter broke the kiss and asked, “did you just come?”
I blushed furiously and looked to the floor, “I’m so sorry.”
“Do I really turn you on that much?”
I shrugged, too embarrassed to say anything.
I peeked up at him, and it made me blush harder. He leaned down and kissed me again, when he finally pulled away he murmured, “don’t be sorry and don’t be embarrassed.”
Then he moved away from me, so we could carry on walking to my home, I really wanted to do more than just kiss, but I didn’t dare ask, after-all I figured the kiss had pretty much been some kind of pity thing or something, not that I thought Hunter was the pitying kind.
“Why did you kiss me?” I asked him, I couldn’t help it, I just had to know.
He looked at me and then shrugged, “you wanted me to.”
“And do you always do what people want?”
He was cold and unreadable again. “No, but if I’m kissing Melissa, and it’s making you cry, then the least I can do is kiss you too after all we put you two through.”
A wave of misery washed over me but I did my best to keep my face looking unreadable too. So he did only do it out of some kind of guilt. Great.
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