Ultimatum #2
There were other touches of red in the room, from the lampshade to the abstract art on the wall. The walls themselves were a pale shade of grey. Just then, the light came on, and I saw Liam standing there with a tray of snacks.
“Did you just get here?” He asked.
“Ten minutes ago,” I lied smoothly. He didn’t look convinced but didn’t push it.
He shut the door with his foot, locking it and making my heart race. Did I just agree to enter the wolf’s lair, especially when I knew he was rather unpredictable? He placed the tray down next to the bed and walked over to me. I backed away, and he simply smirked.
“I won’t bite,” he said, his gaze dipping to my neck.
“For now…” His words sent a shiver down my spine.
I swallowed as I watched him walk to his bed and sit down, crossing his legs at the ankle as he leaned against the headboard.
“So, will you just stand there all night? Are you scared of what might happen, or is it that you just don’t trust yourself? ”
“Oh, please, I am not that easy.”
“I never said you were,” he said, leaning over and taking a chocolate bar from the tray. My gaze instantly fell on those delicious arms of his. “Want one?”
I pouted, narrowing my eyes as I watched him bite into the chocolate, his eyes locked on me. Fuck, how could a guy look so sexy eating chocolate? That familiar ache settled in my core. I swallowed, looking away.
“Shall I put a movie on?” I asked.
“If you want to,” his reply came. Was that a hint of amusement in it? I thought so… he knew he was getting to me.
I went over to the TV, grabbed the remote and switched it on.
I selected one of the movie apps and chose a comedy.
I then walked over to the tray, looking at the array of chocolates and sweets he had brought, smiling when I saw the gummy bears.
Grabbing a packet, I walked around the bed and sat right on the other end. Liam cocked a bow.
“So, tell me... what have you been up to in the time we’ve been apart?” He turned towards me, raising one leg and resting his arm on his knee. His eyes fixed on me.
“Training. I put everything into keeping busy,” I said, looking into his blue eyes as I opened the gummy bear packet.
“Can I ask you something?” I nodded, watching him frown.
“You said earlier that you started falling for Damon after his dad’s death and that before that, you had feelings for me.
How could that change? I know what I’m asking doesn’t make sense, but-” I saw how he was trying to hide the hurt and even insecurity that he felt.
“It makes sense,” I interrupted. “You never made a move, Liam. You were always so reserved. I knew you were waiting for your mate… and I knew you were the type who would go after your mate because you wanted your mate. So, I never held out hope.”
“No, that’s not why I kept my distance, Raven.
Yes, I was waiting for my mate, but the reason I never pursued you was because I was fucking scared that you’d find yours, and it would ruin everything.
I loved you, but you were so unpredictable…
so carefree that something told me without that bond, I would never be enough for you.
But obviously, even with the bond, I’m not enough, so you were given two mates.
” With each word, I could see that anger building.
Without thinking, I scooted closer, placing my hand on his leg.
“Liam, stop that. I honestly wish I had just been given one, not two. All this heartache would have been avoided,” I said bitterly. It sucked that both of them thought they weren’t good enough in their own ways.
“Me being reserved was the reason I lost you… I don’t intend to make that mistake again,” he said huskily, making my heart thud when he suddenly pulled me towards him by my arm. I gasped when I tumbled forward, my head hitting his shoulder.
“Liam!” I exclaimed, my heart thundering. He wrapped an arm around my waist, crushing me flush against him, making my core clench once again. Oh, please don’t…
“I told you before… I will make it so fucking hard for you to ever refuse me… I intend to make you mine and mine alone, darling,” he said, his eyes darkening as his gaze dipped to my lips. The way he said ‘darling’ or ‘love’, really got to me, there was just something so different about it.
“Liam…”
I couldn’t do this… Goddess...
My breath hitched when his hand caressed my waist before stroking my ass. A small whimper escaped me when he squeezed it, sending another jolt straight to my pussy.
“Stop feeling fucking guilty or torn, love. Damon didn’t seem to care when he messed around, so why do you? Not to mention, I am your mate, not just a random man,” he murmured seductively. I felt him throb against me, which only made that fire within me grow.
Pull away…
But… why should I? Damon, himself, said we needed to work on this... and although there was so much to talk about, so much to discuss, that desire deep within me wanted something more… Just a little…
There was just something about Liam that threw me off completely since my return. This Liam took what he wanted. That dangerous, dominating possessiveness surrounding him was so strong I couldn’t escape him.
I sighed when his fingers brushed my inner thighs, making my eyes burn into his. I almost stopped breathing, seeing the raw, unmasked hunger in his magnetic blue ones. I licked my now dry lips, my heart thumping even louder when his gaze dipped to my lips once more.
Before I could even comprehend what was happening, his lips crashed against mine in a sizzling kiss.
Sparks erupted inside, coursing through me like a storm that saw no end.
Right down to the tips of my toes and the pit of my stomach, all I could feel was the delicious feeling of an ecstatic high.
His lips moved against mine sensually, and any logical thought was gone from my head. I didn’t care… I just wanted this…
Slowly, I kissed him back. My heart was pounding as my body involuntarily arched into him. A deliciously sexy groan escaped his lips, sending another shiver of pleasure through me. My arm snaked around his neck, my fingers brushing the short hair at the back of his head.
The feel of his lips, the taste of his mouth, everything was just perfect.
Suddenly, I was flipped onto my back, and he was straddling me.
My heart thumped, yet I couldn’t stop kissing him.
Kissing Liam was something I had wanted since I was a teen and Goddess…
a drunk Liam’s kiss was good, but this one…
This was where I belonged. It felt so right. We felt so right.
I moaned softly into his lips. His caress became more dominating and rougher as he plunged his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch. I played with the tip of his tongue with mine, both moving in perfect sync, gasping as the pleasure coursed through me when he sucked on it.
His hands slipped under my top. My heart thumped, and I froze, making him tense, slowly breaking the kiss as he stared into my eyes. His hands were still running up and down my waist, sending explosions of tingles through my entire body, but even then, they stayed away from my breasts.
“I won’t rush you, love,” he murmured before placing a final kiss on my lips, moving back and laying on the bed next to me before pulling me into his arms as if I weighed nothing.
My heart thundered and I clutched onto his shirt, tightly curling into him. He was huge, and I felt tiny in his arms, but it felt so right. The prickle of tears stung my eyes, and I fought them away.
What the hell? I don’t cry! Why did this have to be so complicated? Why did someone have to be hurt regardless of the outcome? I didn’t even know how two mates would work. I don’t know what to do.
Why couldn’t it have all been simple?
As if sensing my turmoil, he rubbed my back comfortingly.
I placed my leg between both of his, blushing when his package pressed against my thigh.
His scent and warmth were so comforting, and that emptiness that had accompanied me every night in bed for the last three years was somewhat lifted.
I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to ask him so many things, but the fear that if I opened my mouth, I’d start crying kept me silent.
Talk to me, Bite-size, his voice came through the link. My lip quivered.
“Tell me what’s on your mind.” He asked softly.
“I wish things could be simple. I understand your point, too. I just don’t want anyone hurt, but I realised that even together, someone will feel hurt often,” I whispered.
“Don’t think about it. Damon and I will figure this shit out,” he said coldly, and although he said that, I knew the meaning was not the same as what Damon had meant. “Tell me, Bite-size, do you feel the exact same way about both of us?” I shook my head.
“You both are opposites; Damon is like that soothing warmth of security, happiness, and safety,” I said, finally looking up at him.
“I know he’ll always be that friend I can just be myself around.
” His jaw ticked and he raised an eyebrow.
“And you... you consume me. I can’t think straight when I am around you.
You are the promise of unconditional love and passion… ” I blushed, looking down once more.
“I’m waiting, love.”
“I lose my mind around you. You’re that electricity that keeps me on edge, fulfils me, and I know that you will always protect me from anything and everything.” I looked up slowly, and he smirked.
“So basically, Damon’s a friend, and I’m the mate material,” he said, and I could sense his satisfaction.
I frowned, looking away. Did I think about kissing them both when awake?
Maybe a few times here and there, but it was the emotional connection that I yearned for.
Yes, maybe sexually, I thought of Liam more, a lot more.
.. but that was because our dynamic had always been different, I always saw him as someone I loved sexually, whilst I saw Damon as a friend first.