Her Dark Mind

Chapter XVI

Tomorrow is the day, the day I either help the people who ruined me...or rip them a part. We'll just have to see what happens. Scenarios run rampant in my head as I think of all the possible ways of how the "reunion" will play out, what will they all think? Would they feel any sort guilt? I doubt any of them would take me seriously. However, I was told I can be hard on them in training so that's a plus. A sly grin breaks out on my face as I think about what I could do.

I spend the day attending my usual classes, nerves settling in the pit of my stomach, spinning and tumbling on loop. As much as I am wanting to show them the person I have grown into and to show them how strong I really am, I still can't stop the fear that lingers at the back of my mind. latching on like a leech. 

After training is over I slip away and head over to the grand library at the far end of the building. Not many people go there except to study for finals, even then it still could be considered a grave yard, so to me it's the perfect spot to be alone with your thoughts. 

As I enter the library I head towards my usual secluded spot at the back left corner. I take a seat on the oversized armchair after grabbing out a book and begin reading, trying to find any sort of escape from reality. Time ticks by at a painfully slow speed as I dive into a story full of mythological beings and other beasts, I have no clue what book I got my hands on but whatever it is it's working. I'm lost, deep into my own world, I don't notice a figure looming behind me as a tap on my shoulder is what brought me out of my trance. The smell alone lets me know who it is that disrupted me.

"You alright, Trev?" I ask as I look over my should at him, looking up through my lashes.

No response follows as he continues to just stare down at me, an emotion swirling wildly in his eyes, one I can't seem to make out though he seems tense and his breathing shallow. I reach out to grab on to his hand though I only make it half way as he clutches onto my wrist and pulls me up, spinning me so that my back is pressed against a bookshelf. His hand now pinning my wrist to the side of my head. I begin to realise exactly what was flooding his eyes as I can now smell the arousal on him as my own starts to rise. God's he's hot.

"Fuck" I hear him mutter under his breathe as he crushes his lips against my own, claiming them as his yet again, I think he may have been nervous about tomorrow as well with my old mate being there so I indulge him wanting to escape as well. Our breathing becomes rigid and needy, our tongues dance manically as if we were each others life lines. The kiss only deepens as his free hand reaches up to my neck, grabbing on loosely, creating butterflies to form in my stomach as heat rises in my core. 

Trevor pushes his knee in between my thighs, pressing onto my core lightly, allowing a moan to slip from my mouth which is followed by his own low growl. "So fucking hot" I hear him say between breathes as he moves away from my mouth and begins trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck, heading towards my sweet spot. 

Trevor hasn't marked me yet as I never felt ready, I was still too scared to allow my self to be with him fully, to bare myself to him. We haven't even gone passed just touching yet. But for some unknown reason in this very moment I feel ready, I want him, I crave him, I need him. In a fucking library of all places.

"Do it" I whisper, quiet enough that I wouldn't have thought he'd have heard it if it weren't for his muscles tensing and his assault of kisses stopping.

He lifts his head back up and looks into my eyes, an obvious question hanging over his features. "I'm ready. Do it. Please" I repeat, almost begging.