Chapter 7

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Malicous had Layla up against the bedroom wall before she could even realize what was happening, leaving hot drawn out kisses and bites down her neck. His bites were euphoric defiantly going to leave marks, making her head fall back and her back arch into his body, his hand glided up her back pulling her into his body. She couldn't help it as her hips started to grind against his. It had been so long since they had been together or even touched each other and they were obviously both missing each other. Especially with the way Ire made Layla reminiscing on her past with Malicous it was definitely bringing back old desires.

"I fucking missed you." He growled against her neck.

She shoved his holster off him making a loud thud on the floor. Layla shoved his shirt off him, Malicous began to pull hers up when he ripped it a little as they were both very excited, Layla couldn't help but giggle.

"Rip the whole thing." She purred as her eyes begged for more.

He growled and did as he was commanded ripping her shirt a little at first and then all the way until it was in two and sliding down her arms.

However Malicous quickly noticed two very large bruises on her side, she flinched as he grazed his fingers over them.

"What happened?" He growled trying to look at it more closely.

"Sparing with Hharm... it was nothing!"  She spoke not letting him get any closer as she kissed him harder and more urgently.

Malicous tried to not give it another thought as Layla shoved him down on the bed sucking and kissing all his sweet spots, which he was loving more than anything especially since it has been so long since they had been together... and he wanted her, but he just couldn't get out of his own head and was worried about her and why she wasn't healing or why she had that bad of bruises at all.

"Are you sure your okay... I could heal it for you!" He asked trying to look at the bruise again in between kisses.

"I'm fine you, M you can heal it after okay!"

He nodded his head and kissed her, but pulled away.

"Layla why hasn't it healed... how long has it been since you fed?" He asked.

"Goddess M! I don't care about it, Let it go!" She hissed and undid the buttons on his pants.

He grabbed her wrists and stopped her before she could take this any further.

"What the fuck is going on with you?" He spat.

"Nothing... why are you stopping! Let's do this!"  She demanded sitting up on his lap.

He looked at her confused, "Do this... No, I'm not doing anything!" He growled and set her on the bed.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?" She shouted.

"Layla your my mate not some random female I met out... I'm not just going to fuck you and call it a night! I don't know what to do any more... I know your pushing me away and I don't know why or what I did... but then you do this which it doesn't help and I can't decide if it makes me feel like you still love me or your just doing this because I'm your mate... but either way it's more painful than if you stabbed me with my own fucking blade." He growled as he walked over and picked up his holster and set it on the table unable to look at her.

"M, I do want to have sex with you... I do love you."

"Well your acting like I'm just a chore... like this is just something you have to do and then... I'm sure you will have somewhere else to be, like you always do seconds after we are done, you leave and I don't see you again until you feel like I am useful again or we need to be seen together in public... otherwise, I would never know your around!"

She folded her arms getting annoyed.

"So what I'm not allowed to be busy? I'm trying to make time for you obviously!"

"Don't try to fucking lie Layla, I know your not busy, I know that your hiding something and I know you have some kind of secret going on, but if you don't want to tell me it's fucking fine! I can handle it! I have managed pretty fucking fine without you in my life before I can manage just fine now, but if you fucking think that keeping what ever this is to yourself is going to make it better it's not and doing what ever it is alone it's not! I'm your fucking Mate Layla and I signed up to carry your problems with you so you wouldn't have to do this alone!"

"You're a loud mouth bastard!" She spat and went to walk out.

"That's right Layla just walk out on our problems that is what you have always been best at just fucking leaving!" He shouted.

She walked out slamming the door behind her, she was so happy that for once no one was in the hallway. She quickly ran to her old bedroom and locked herself inside and fell back against the door covering her mouth so hopefully no one would hear her as she began crying.

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