The Last of White Dawn

Chapter 21: The Fight

Seb rushed up the stairs and into the apartment ahead of me. I stopped outside the door and took a deep breath before I went in and shut the door quietly behind me. I turned to face Seb, who was pacing back and forth, his hands in his hair ruffling his already messy hair.

"I need to know what you were doing," he grumbled.

"I told you what we were doing Seb. We went for a walk; he showed me the garden."

"You smell of him," Sorin growled, moving quickly toward me, pressing himself against me as my back hit the door.

"Sebastien, what are you suggesting exactly?"

"I think he touched you," he growled fully now, Sorin's eyes completely overtaking his own.

"Nothing inappropriate happened," I looked into his wolven eyes.

These words did not satisfy his wolf as he growled more loudly which made my legs weak. His hands came to rest on either side of me, caging me against the wall. He leaned his face in dangerously close to mine, his canines extending to graze along his bottom lip.

"Seb," I reach up and touch his face in an attempt to pull him back to the world.

Instead of responding, Seb runs his hands quickly down the length of my body, gripping under the back of my thighs he lifts me and runs me to the bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed, crawling inhumanly fast on top of me. His lips met mine feverishly. At first, I don't respond, still shocked from the sudden turn of events. One minute he's furious with me; and the next he is on top of me, his hard cock pushing against my thigh through his jeans with every thrust of his hips. He groans, and for a moment, I lose control to Lux.

I kiss Seb back with the same hot need that he is using to pin me to the bed. His groans are getting louder, his thrusts against my clothed body more coordinated. I moan into his mouth when his hands reach the waistband of my jeans and start to fondle with the buttons. Even as his hand slips into my pants and under my panties I am trying to pull Lux back under control. His fingers graze over the dampness pooling between my legs and he growls deeply.

With that, I know I need to calm us down, I force Lux back and pull myself into a position of control. As much as I enjoyed the way Seb's body is clinging to mine, teasing every inch of skin he can get his mouth and hands on, I began to worry that Sorin had too much control. I need Seb back in control.

"Seb," I whisper.

"Say my name," he growls against my neck. I cringe a little, realizing I am afraid.

"Sorin," I pulled him back by his hair to force him to meet my eyes. "Give me Sebastien back, now." I put on the most commanding voice I could muster in my current state.

"You don't want him," Sorin growls. There is a hint of hurt behind his words.

"Now!" I yell with my hands pushing his chest back and off of me.

Shockingly quickly, Sorin's eyes faded and Seb's reappeared with confusion etched around the edges.

"Get off," I command again.

Seb seems to take in our current position and moves off of me, backing up until he is pushed against the bedroom door, staring at me with regret leaking from every pore. "What have I done?"

"Scared me," I stated plainly, removing myself from the bed. I was furious and there was no way I could hide it. I collected my pillows off the bed and grabbed the quilt from the footrest. "I think it's best if I sleep on the couch. You must be tired after... whatever the hell that was."

"Lexi –," Seb starts but I hold my hand up to stop him.

"We can talk about it tomorrow." I step past him into the living room and close the bedroom door behind me. I settle myself on the only somewhat comfortable couch and try to calm my beating heart. I hear the bedroom door open and close a couple of times before the front door squeaks open and closed. I close my eyes and sigh, allowing sleep to take over.