I closed the door behind me, a grin on my face. My back pressed against the solid wood and I slid down the door with a content buzz filling every inch of my body. It’s wrong, completely wrong to get such a high from a man as evil and monstrous as Jaxon but I couldn’t help it.
Hesitation took over my body when I felt his lips press to mine but it didn’t take long for my body to feel filled with a high and for my lips responded eagerly. The kiss wasn’t sweet nor gentle. It wasn’t a typical first kiss laced with passion, this one was laced with all my hate towards the man while getting the satisfaction of the blissful feeling no other man ever caused me. His hands slipped down to my waist, pulling my body flush into his own as my hands wound their way around his neck to pull him closer.
Everything had been forgotten, my mind completely wiped, the hell he’s putting my village through and all the suffering the many people in the square are going through. All I could think about was his soft lips pressed to mine making my mind numb with pleasure.
One of Jaxon’s hand snaked downwards and cupped my arse, shocking me slightly but I continued the passion, pulling his bottom lips with my teeth lightly. A groan of pain and pleasure left his lips and I couldn’t help but smirk as a newfound sense of confidence swept through my body.
Roughly, my body was pressed to the sturdy wall of the hut and my feet were lifted from the ground, both his hands lifting my up holding onto my arse and leaning against the wall for support and comfort. Feeling as if it was the most natural thing to do, they wrapped around Jaxon’s waist making me feel even closer and even more content being that much closer to Jaxon.
It was a feeling I never wanted to end but as soon one hand rose up to my breast I snapped out of it, pulling back and looking into his eyes, the dark brown merging into the white pupil that clouded over into a dirty white, a sign of lust.
Both of us was breathing heavily, panting but no words spoken. His eyes were wide with excitement, pink lips swollen from our activities and a pink glow to his cheeks making Jaxon look breathtaking. I wasn’t placed back on the ground as we regained our breath, contemplating what had just happened. I hated myself for it, but I loved the rush it gave me. Nobody had ever made me feel like this before, this feeling was unknown and brought me such a high I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.
‘Wow,’ Jaxon finally spoke, breaking the silence and the sound of his husky voice slowly made my confidence slip away. I looked down, feeling my cheeks heat up slightly, the embarrassment from what I did slowly creeping in. A rough finger had gently been placed under my chin and I was forced to look back at the beautiful man. ‘I haven’t felt like that in,’ he cut himself off with a shake of his head and a small smile gracing his lips, his eyes still intently pouring into mine.
I could see the reluctance in his eyes as he let go of his hold on me so I slowly slid down the wall. When my feet were firmly placed back on the ground I couldn’t help but to keep my eyes on the man in front of me. Yes I still hated him for what he’s done, but I couldn’t help but feel a buzzing in the lower parts of my stomach from what we just went through. With Jaxon’s body still pressed against mine, the hard bump touching my leg informed me that he felt the same about our heated kiss.
It took a small while for Jaxon to leave, and by a small while I mean twenty minutes and another make out session. I felt like a giddy school girl who just kissed her crush for the first time, yet he wasn’t my crush. It was just the same feeling on bliss that flooded my system as the school girl would feel, just maybe a bit more heightened.
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Retribution
FantasyJaxon Blackburn. The name itself is enough to make any Demon's legs shake from fear and to watch their backs at night time. He is the original Demon, the first and the most powerful. At 1016 years old its safe to say Jaxon has been around for a long...