Prodigal Thorn

Chapter 26

I'd gone out of my way to avoid the guys the following week, the only time we'd spent together was during training and let's just say I had a lot of pent up anger. Perfect for when Killian decided we should spar.

The gym was filled with junior members and a few senior members. The guys themselves were firmly on Killian's side of the gym, not that I gave a shit. "Remember no headshots. Keep it clean. Tap out win." Nate said, signalling for us the get into position. "Ready?" Gray eyes flick to me and I nod, barely sparing him a glance. "Ready, Kill?"

"I'm ready!" Killian stretches his arms before dropping into his stance. Nate signals for us to start and we circle the ring. I watch his posture, how he keeps his elbows close to his body, how light his feet are. Killian's a big guy, but he's fast. "Are you ready, Runt?"

"Don't call me that ever again." I grit out, waiting him out. He's bigger than me, so I'd have no chance in the power game, so patience I can work with...that and baiting him. "You know, I thought you were one of the good ones, but all you are is a liar and a cheater."

His face is impassive, eyes ice cold, but the way he tilted his head to the side turns my blood cold. It's very much the way Tyler looked at me. Everything thins out, panic threatened to claw it's way out of me. I just barely manage to shut it down when Killian strikes first, landing a blow to my chest and I stagger back. "Stay focused, Runt. I bet that pretty little chest is gonna bruise."

Fuck him. Putting I'm hands up, I close the distance between us. His feet are apart, his body completely relaxed. Killian is not a man with many tells other than blinding rage and even that's calculated. "Only thing gonna bruise is that limp dick of yours." I murmured and blow him a kiss.

His eyes flash with rage and I duck as he swings, taking both of my legs and kicking him a little too close to home. "Fuck!" He roared and in a split second I see red. That red hot inferno covering my body and I'm on auto pilot. Straddling Killian and pounding the fuck out of any part of him I can attack.

"Enough!" A voice roared as hands gripped my upper arms. "Get her out of here before Killian loses his temper."

I struggled against the hold, rage burning through my veins. "Oh please, I dare him. He's a coward just like you, Commander." I spit at Nate's feet and his steel eyes narrow. "Let me get this straight, Carson. You think to disrespect me here, because what, you're upset you got dumped? Four times over. Get over it. We have and stop embarrassing yourself."

"Let's go, Alex." Xander said and nudges me toward the doors. I yank myself from his hold, blinking back tears. "Don't touch me! You don't have that right anymore!" Shoving my way through the hall, I didn't bother looking back to see if he was following me before Xander grabbed my arm and I suddenly was pushed into an empty room.

"What the fuck, Xander!" I gasped, my back hitting the metal as he used my body to close it. Xander placed his hands on either side of my head and leaned in and I had no choice to breathe in his intoxicatingly spicy scent.

"Things have been crazy and I promise we'll explain everything soon, but I need you to trust us, okay?" His eyes searched mine and a part of me wanted to trust what I read in his gaze, but I'd been burned by these men too many times before.

"Please, baby. We're trying to keep you safe. If you don't believe anything I say, believe this I love you, Alex. Always have, always will." His lips crash down on mine and for a moment I resist, but when Xander pressed his body against mine, I melt against him, my mouth opening for him. Our breaths mingled, the sweet minty taste of him assaulting my senses.

"So sweet." He whispered against my lips before trailing kisses down my neck and my hands slip beneath his shirt, desperate to touch him again. Xander nips at my neck only breaking when we both become impatient and tearing each other's shirts off.

"Xander.." I moaned when his hands and mouth trail down my body. He lifts my sports bra over my head and his mouth claims one nipple while his other hand is flicking the other one. "Xander please."

His raven haired head snapped up to gaze at me, lust clear in his eyes. "We don't have much time, babe. Pants off." He pulled his shorts and boxers down enough to free on his cock and my mouth watered. I tug my shorts down and lace panties off and I do what I've been dying to do, I sink to my knees and take his dick in my mouth.

"Baby..Fuck." Xander groaned, his fingers diving in my hair as I take him as deep as I can, enjoying the salty taste of him. "Shit! Baby, wait. I wanna come inside you." He pulled me, his lips finding mine and he lifts me in his arms, my legs around his waist as he thrusts inside me.

"Fuck!" I scream against his lips as his thrusts push me into the door. It's hard and fast and so fucking good. "Xander! I'm close!"

His pace turns brutal, hitting that spot in all the best ways and I reach between us to circle my clit and I come hard, his kiss swallowing my screams, but also branding me as his. Xander fucks me through my orgasm and when he finds his, tears fall down my cheeks when he kisses me so softly whispering how much he loves me.

"Well that was fun, huh?" I joked when we got dressed. The emotions filling the room the moment Xander pulled out of me are too much. I needed to get away from him....and my stupidity.