The Beginning of The End
Chapter 62

I try to remember how to breathe, I try to remember how lungs work and how to make my body follow my mind.

I really try.

But I can't concentrate on anything but the shape of Maddox's lips, the way they curve, how pink they are, the way they might feel against mine.

I've forgotten how to think.

How to feel anything but the fire raging inside of my stomach.

He's so close that I can smell oak and fur, he's so close that I could reach out and brush my nose against his.

He's so close, yet he's so far and I want to pull him closer.

I want him closer than I've ever wanted anyone.

I want it so bad that my thighs hurt from clenching them together so tightly.

I want to feel him on me, I want to feel his lips on mine.

I NEED it more than I need to breathe.

I need the feel the length of him in my most sensitive area, and I need it now.

He smirks as if he knows what he's doing to me, and maybe he does, maybe he knows what's going on inside my head better than I do.

A whimper builds up in my throat, and I want to beg, but right now I don't even know what I'm begging for.

Am I begging him to kiss me?

To take me against the bed?

What do I want?

"Please..." I murmur, trying to close the small distance between us.

He chuckles softly, "Use your words Elora, tell me what you want."

"I want..." I pause, trying to remember to breathe, in and out, in and out. "I want you to kiss me."

And he does.

His lips crash against mine in a force that nearly sends my mind tumbling to the floor.

He kisses me hard enough to forget what we were talking about, and he does it so passionately that I forget all of my worries, even if it's just for a short time.

I lose myself in him.

I lose everything but the shape of his lips, and the way his body feels pressed against mine.

I lose my mind.

The mattress is suddenly behind my back and I'm laid with Maddox between my legs with no clear memory of how it happened, but at the same time, I want it.

I want so much more.

I scramble to take his T-shirt off, pulling wildly at him to remove it, my hands tracing over every bump and curve of his skin.

He's amazing, strong like steel, hard like rock.

He's everything I could ever want, and maybe more, because I know deep down there

is more to him than just a murderer.

I know he is more than what he has done, or been forced to do.

Lips. His lips are all over me, my nose, my cheek, my temple, my neck.

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He's kissing me like is more important than breathing.

He's kissing me like there is nothing else in the entire world but the two of us.

And I'm kissing him, I'm rubbing my hands up and down his skin, pulling him close whilst pushing him away.

I'm gasping for breath whilst not caring if I suffocate.

I can't help but think this is wrong, so wrong.

Yet my body is screaming yes, yes you can have me, yes you can explore my body with yours.

Yes you can destroy everything I wanted to be.

Maddox's hands are on my again, tearing the dress from my skin and discarding the pieces somewhere across the room. Not that I care.

I don't want anything between us, not even clothes. They were smothering me.

They were keeping his hands off my skin and I'll never forgive them for that.

Then his hands on me, stroking down my sides, curling around my thighs.

I'm so wet that I have forgotten what it feels like to be dry.

The door swings open so fast that I startle back a scream, scrambling to cover up my body as Suer enters, his eyes frantic.

"Several soldiers have attacked Ryker." He says, "he's badly hurt."

My blood runs cold and my eyes want to bulge out of my head they are so wide.

"We have to help him." I jump to my feet. "We have to make sure he's ok."

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Suer's eyes widen as he hurriedly turns around, covering his eyes.

Now is not the time to care about clothes, now is the time for action.

Before I can move Maddox is pulling me back, "maybe it would be better to cover yourself up." He laughs. "Wouldn't want to have to destroy this entire place because too many of my men have seen you naked.” He pauses for a moment, "I will you know, I'll tear them apart if they look."

My eyes are wide as I stare at him, is he really demanding I get dressed so that he doesn't have to kill people?

He's not normal. He's the furthest thing from normal that I have ever met.

But god, he's hot.

I rake my eyes down his chest, causing myself to forget poor Suer who's stood by the

door, waiting and trying not to look.

"I'll get dressed." I say with a nod, "But you have to wait for me."

Maddox smiles, pecking my head. "I'll wait."

I run into the closet and pull on a pair of leggings and a sweater, I don't care how it

looks, I don't even care if they match or not.

All I can think about is Ryker.

Is he alive?

How badly is he hurt?

Why did they attack him?

So many questions and no answers.

But I will get answers, and when I do, I'll destroy whoever was responsible.

They won't live to see their home.

They won't live to see the sunlight.