The Sacred Seven

Chapter 21 - Madness of Love

!Warning - Mature Content!

Lillith felt paralyzed.

Her limbs buzzed; pupils dilated. She felt stupefied. It was as if the time had stopped.

It took her brain a moment to process the incident that was happening, but as soon as she gained power over her senses, she kissed him back with just as much passion. Their lips crashed against each other in the heat of the moment, screaming words of unspoken promises.

It was a rough kiss.

Longing, full of frustration and desire.

Pained tears were streaming down her face as she returned the expression of affection, tasting the salt on the tip of her tongue.

He was everything she ever wanted.

She was everything he ever needed.

They were like two sources of apocalypse, one more deadly than the other, yet, when fire meets water, there is nothing left but traces of steam.

Tom grasped her hair tighter, pulling her face impossibly closer to his own. He couldn't get enough of her. Lillith tasted the blood on his lips. She could sense the pain that was flooding through his veins, and she subconsciously squeezed his upper arm, digging her nails into the fresh injuries set in his flesh.

Little did she know he adored every second of it.

Because he knew what it meant.

She wanted him just as badly.

Her back was slammed against the wall and Tom pushed himself against the witch, taking full control of the kiss.

"Do you even realize how much I have craved you all this time?" he asked roughly, his voice hoarse from lust. "I have watched you every day, being so distant and resistant to me. I tried to hate you. I tried to hurt you so you wouldn't come back. So you ran away. I gave you this chance today and hereyou are," he grinned sadistcially. "In my arms, so wet and ready for me."

He knew he was a twisted man, and he also knew she was his only salvation.

"Mabye I did too, you fucking idiot. And you just now came to realize it."

The wizard bit harshly on her bottom lip until he drew blood, and a rush of excitement ran through his body at the pained sound that escaped her throat. He pushed his tongue inside, exploring every inch of her mouth. The kiss turned even more violent when their teeth started clasping against each other in the heated moment and he pushed himself as deep as he could, enjoying the taste of the woman of his darkest desires.

He thought of all the sleepless nights, all the faceless bodies he used, just to satisfy the thirst he felt for the woman underneath him.

She was finally there.

It was finally her.

Lillith involuntarily moaned at the feeling, getting a hold of his curls and dragging them down until a groan left his mouth. Tom started breathing more heavily as he grabbed her tights, hoisting her in the air and pressing her back against the cold surface. Lillith gasped at the impact, but before she had a chance to recover, he attacked her neck, sucking and liking, torturing her skin until the sound of the heavenly symphony filled his ears.

He put a silent spell on the room, wishing for the sounds to be restored just for him forever.

He shuddered when her breasts pressed against his chest and his hold on her legs tightened, leaving behind bruises in the shape of his hand.

He wanted more.

In a matter of seconds, he had her lying on the bed, letting his hands roam around the curves he had been dreaming about for months. He hovered above the girl, hiding her under his slender frame and he grabbed her throat, looking her straight in the eyes as his hand slid under the hem of her skirt.