Chapter 24 Feast
Feast
AVA
"So…” I ask.
“What do you do for fun?”
Xavier shrugs.
“Nothing much. I work a lot.”
Wow. Fun.
“And…” I clear my throat.
“What about the beef between you and Eli? What’s that all about?”
Xavier goes silent.
“It’s about our past, something he doesn’t know, refuses to remember, it’s better that way though, we all have our things. I’m his. He’s mine. End of story.”
Okay, weird.
I nod my head like I understand.
“So, why did you ask me out?”
“Because…” He leans in, his smile wide.
“It will drive him insane and that’s really, if you’re asking, my favorite hobby.”
I think I was more hurt then than when I was by Eli.
“Oh.”
“Not that I’m not attracted or don’t like you, I think we could work things out, I just really like getting into his head. All things considered, he’s just a pain in the ass and self-righteous, he doesn’t even know—“
"—know?”
“Nevermind. Hey, you want nachos? Let’s get nachos, margaritas, just hang out.”
I clear my throat.
“I prefer beer.”
“Oh.” He shrugs.
“Okay, sounds good, let’s do some craft beer!”
I could not get away from the “date” fast enough, but I also didn’t expect Eli to be so upset when I opened the door, he was ready to pounce.
Am I wrong in loving it?
Am I wrong in jumping into his arms the minute he yelled?
Am I wrong in tasting his tongue right now and knowing that I’ve found my home?
He shoves me against the couch.
“Is the pain bad?” I ask.
“Horrible.” He peels my shirt from my body.
“So bad, I could die.”
"Bullshit.” I laugh.
"No, really. It’s so bad. Just like me, so bad.” He groans into my mouth, his lips are so wide, so soft.
“I missed you.”
My heart nearly stops in my chest, I pull away from him.
“What? Was that a vulnerable comment from my pimp?”
“Aw.” He swipes my cheek and kisses his thumb.
“Was that a tear from my whore?”
I sucker punch him in the stomach.
Oh shit, I think he likes it.
His eyes flash blue.
“Do it again.”
"Why?”
“So I have a reason to chase you around my apartment without feeling guilty for tackling you to the ground from behind and fucking you.”
Stunned, my mouth drops open, he takes full advantage, his lips molding against mine, his hands digging into my hair and then I’m getting carried somewhere. I can’t take my clothes off fast enough.
We litter the ground with a trail of them until I’m on the balcony and getting set on a chair.
I’m completely naked by this point.
He gets on his knees and spreads mine wide.
“I just wanted a reward for going to therapy and not killing anyone. I want a reward for not killing Xavier for thinking he could possibly…” His fingers inch up my thighs until his thumbs dip low by my ass.
“…even deserve to speak to you.”
My head falls back against the chair. It’s soft, it’s beautiful out too, the moon is full and I know that this is heaven. I see the stars, and I know I’ll feel them soon.
“This wasn’t part of the agreement.”
How I managed to get that out, I have no clue.
“Fuck the agreement, I have a tongue and dick if you haven’t noticed, same thing and tonight…this werewolf wants to feast.” Eli’s head lowers until he’s a breath away from tasting me.
“Remember, enemies in the morning.”
"Lovers now?” I try.
"Lovers now.” He agrees, eyes sad.
I want to ask him why, but I can’t really remember my own social security number at this point because I never experienced a werewolf tongue, the way it snakes around, finds hidden places, pushes against every place I never knew I needed or wanted.
I’m bucking against it before I can repeat the question he asked, wait did he ask a question?
He grips my thighs with his hands and sucks so hard, I feel all my own breath leave my body.
His tongue laps at me like he can’t get enough, and my body continues to give him more and more until I’m shaking.
“I can’t do another, Eli, I can’t.”
“You can.” He smacks my ass.
“You will.”
“But—“
He flips me over onto my knees on the concrete, softly pressing me against the chair and from behind starts licking up my backside while his fingers work the front.
I lean back against him and shiver.
“Maybe, maybe, don’t need…vacation dayzzzz, money…don’t stop!”
He licks back down, his tongue warm, then reaches around and cups me.
“Ride my hand, imagine it’s me and then when you least expect it….”
I start to ride him and he’s right, when I least expect it, he takes me from behind. I grip the chair like it’s my only anchor, only to have it get shoved away as Eli pulls me by the hair and holds me in place.
“I’ve never wanted to bite more.”
"Then do it!” I scream.
“Now!”
He keeps moving inside me.
“No, I won’t do that, not to you.”
"Because I’m human?”
He pulls me back against him, I can feel him finish inside me as he kisses the sides of my neck.
“No. Because you’re precious.”