Chapter 13 #2
He disappeared after that, but only I knew he wasn’t truly gone. I felt his presence in the shadows as if he were watching me to make sure that the darkness inside me didn’t win over and seek out the girl.
It didn’t. I picked up the portal chip, and I was gone, imagining a world, a better place far from here.
I’d never gone to the human world. I had no clue how I’d live or survive on my own, but when I ported to somewhere random and stepped into a place that sold food, I manipulated the person into giving me a burger with my magic and that first bite was heaven.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had actually eaten real food unless it was what the darkness fed me.
Still…
The darkness was a part of me. That meant Julius was too. My hope faded, and I slumped in a booth alone while the burger rested heavily in my stomach… Unless I didn’t use my magic…
But how could I make it in this world?
I stood quickly, manipulated the sales lady out of ten more burgers before I hurried outside and snuck into the bed of this huge thing that moved on rubber circles that I’d later learn was called a truck.
While I hid in the back of the truck, eating another burger, leaving the place where my magic had touched, I tried to remember what reason there was for me to be alive.
And then it hit me. Because I had never lived to know what it was like to be alive.
I awoke to a weird sensation rolling around in my mouth.
Why must old memories always come to haunt me while I slept?
I barely knew what I did when I was with Julius and wasn’t sure why my dreams thought I should know them now.
I blinked my eyes open and found myself nibbling on an arm covered in blond hair…
That would explain the feeling in my mouth and the flood of desire rolling through me.
I raised up and wiped the drool from my mouth.
Only now that I wasn’t touching a part of Sebastian in some way, the desire should have faded into nothing, but it hadn’t dulled, not in the slightest.
He sat up against the bedpost with one long leg stretched out over his other and his entire focus was on me.
I patted my head in hopes that my bedhead wasn’t as bad as it most likely was and in the process, my gaze drifted down to the long thick shaft trapped in his jeans.
I was comfortably flushed as I met his blue eyes and the warmth in my stomach was quickly turning into fire. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled.
“Are you okay?” He tilted his head and studied me as he asked.
“Yeah, I think so… Why?”
“You looked like you were having a nightmare there for a while and then it quickly turned into you nibbling my arm.” He pointed toward the wet spot on his arm where my mouth had been.
I covered my lips and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Not that I mind. At all. But you did cause this in the process.” He tipped his chin up to make me look at his obvious erection a foot away from me.
I laughed awkwardly. “I tend to relive some dark moments of my past when I was trapped with Julius,” I admitted, not meeting Sebastian’s eyes.
“And if you think that those nightmares scare me, they don’t.
I’m used to them. The way I see it. I was lucky to escape his grasp when I did…
What does scare me is landing back in his clutches. ”
“Do you know why Julius made your touch into a weapon?” Sebastian leaned up and asked me.
I finally met his gaze head-on and was met with softness. There was no underlying judgment or fear… But he hardly knew enough to fear me just yet, right? I hated that the thought of him looking at me in disgust was quickly becoming a haunting theme in my head.
“I wish I knew, but I only remember bits and pieces of my time spent with Julius. He kept me in some sort of trance over the years. I’ve managed to recover fragments.
Sadly, when they return, I wish they’d stay gone forever.
” I shuddered, and Sebastian placed a hand on my bare leg.
I grabbed the sheet and lifted it to my neck when I realized I was naked and Sebastian’s eyes were devouring me whole.
It was weird how oddly normal and comfortable this felt sitting in a bed with a guy I barely knew.
I cleared my throat. “I remember Julius taking me to random demons. He’d always say something about harvesting their power.
I think that’s what I do to demons, I steal whatever magic or power and abilities they have along with their lives. ” I paused. “Is your brother okay?”
Sebastian nodded. “He’s fine, and I think you’re right about you stealing the power of others, only instead of taking August’s power, you took some of his curse and even though you can’t kill him, you still brought him down for a short while.”
“That makes sense… It’s this,” I pointed to his hand resting on my leg, “that doesn’t make sense to me.”
His touch was but a soft, dull ache of desire this time around and I wondered why. I didn’t feel so crazy and out of control. I just felt like snuggling up to him, which was just as weird.
He smirked, gripping my leg lightly. “Well… While you slept all night, I’ve had time to think about that.
My curse is different from August’s in the way that it affects me.
You end up helping me instead of hurting me when you take my sin which explains why my cock knocked you out like a heavy dose of Nyquil. ”
I felt my entire body burn with heat and embarrassment. “That doesn’t explain why it feels so…”
“So…” He waited for me to elaborate with a slight smirk.
I looked away again. “You know how it feels when we touch.”
“Oh, that.” He chuckled before he yanked me toward him. I caught myself with both my palms slapping his chest—then could do nothing but gasp as he leaned off the headboard, twisted us around so that I was on bottom, and got between my legs. “That’s letting you know that you are meant to be mine.”
He went for my sheet, but I gripped it tighter against me. He leaned down closer, his breath hitting my neck and face. I shivered with yearning. “Keep yourself covered up if you think that’s enough to separate what you feel.”
And I realized what he meant as his eyes traveled over my lips before greeting them with a gentle, teasing touch.
He kissed me softly, leisurely until I was lifting my head up to meet him halfway, then he invaded with his tongue, dove straight in, pulling me into an inferno of passion and greedy hunger for more of what he offered.
He ground his erection into me as he kept my mouth occupied with his.
This might be my new favorite thing—no, this was my favorite thing, his lips on mine.
I couldn’t think of anything better than the swarm of butterflies that resided in my stomach because of him.
We went on like that forever until I was gasping for air and clinging to his defined shoulders.
He slid his hand up the sheet and ran it over my hip possessively, or at least I was willing to beg him to lay claim to me with the way he ravished me with kisses alone.
And in this long, drawn-out make-out session with Sebastian, I felt thoroughly pleasured in a way that had my chest tightening at the thought of us breaking apart.
I couldn’t explain it, the bone-deep sadness that washed over me at the thought of parting our lips, disconnecting our bodies, even for a moment.
I wished to stay here, drowning in the confines of his mouth and arms, and become anew again when he brought me back with a kiss once more.
Even the darkness was utterly silent inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and teased and tasted him with my tongue, over and over until I could no longer see myself anywhere else but next to him.
His phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled us apart, taking a gulp of air for himself as he smothered me with an intense expression before moving off me.
As soon as he checked his messages, he sighed, then asked, “Ready, Izzie?”
“Am I coming too?” I asked in a slight daze. I felt feverish and achy.
“Do you want to stay or come with me?”
This was a pivotal point in the relationship between me and the Reaper. Or at least for me. I just knew he was worth whatever this feeling might be. Letting the sheet fall off me, his eyes blackened as he took in every nook and groove of my body. “I want to go with you,” I told him.
His pupils went back to normal before he spoke, but the intensity was still there. “With me is where you’ll stay.”