Mother Earth // Bellamy Blake

Eyes On Me • 27

After another day of walking, we made it back to the camp gates. I felt no effects of poison and Octavia confirmed I should be in the clear.

We entered through the gates and Abby ran up to help with the girl we saved. She whisked the injured woman off to med bay.

I saw blond hair flash by me and realized who had just ran up to Bellamy and hugged him.

"Clarke?" I asked, making her pull away and look at me. She had to do a double take. I could tell she too had thought I didn't make it.

"Kota," her voice sounded grateful to see me. She moved her hug over to me and released to give the same one to Octavia.

"Where are the others? Where's Finn?" Clarke questioned. My smile faded as she asked them.

"He's out looking for you," Bellamy told her.

I saw her face wash over with worry but I had to know if she brought more people. "Who else came back with you?"

She looked back over to me before answering, "no one."

We needed to know what happened but I knew we wouldn't get answers at this exact moment because Clarke went to go find her mom. Bellamy had taken my hand to lead me into the Ark. He brought me to a small bedroom type area. It had blankets and a mattress, it was actually pretty clean too.

"This is our room," he told me as he took off his jacket. I reached into the inside of my jacket to pull the jar out, I had forgotten it was in there.

"What's that?" Bellamy asked, he made it obvious he was watching me.

"Flowers. Don't touch it unless you don't want to feel your fingers for a few hours," I said. I noticed Bear had curled up on a blanket that was on the ground.

Bellamy was still wondering about the content of the jar, "it looks like you used some of it."

I spotted fresh clothes and began to take mine off as I responded, "I used it for Raven. It helped Abby get the surgery done."

I went to grab the clean t-shirt, but Bellamy put his hand on my arm to stop me.

"Don't put that on," he commanded. His voice was low, it was hot. I realized he has never really seen my body before this and his face told me he wanted to see more.

"Bell-" I began to whisper, but he cut me off with a heavy kiss. This kiss wasn't like any of the other ones we had. This kiss was aggressive and assertive. It made my mind go wild.

It was like his hands couldn't feel enough of me and I loved this kind of touch from him. He began to take his shirt off, stopping our lips from touching for only a second but I still longed for them to come back.

When they connected again, I moved my hands to glide over his muscular abdomen. All of a sudden, he had lifted me up and placed me on the bed. His body was on top of mine as he stared at my eyes.

"Have you ever done this before?" His tone was almost a growl. I felt like I couldn't speak, so I shook my head slowly to tell him no. It was sort of a lie, I've had an experience like this but I never counted it. That time was filled with pain and fighting, not love and anticipation.

He dipped his curly head down to my ear, "you let me do the work. I'll take care of you." Chills covered my body from his words.

I wasn't nervous surprisingly, probably because he was the only person I've ever wanted to do this with. Bellamy kept his eyes on me while he went to strip the rest of my clothing off.

He looked at my body in a way that made me want him to keep looking.

Bellamy laid back on top of me, our faces were so close I could feel his breath. His fingers lightly trailed their way between my legs, starting to give me a sensation I thought I was going to explode from.

I couldn't stop myself from whimpering underneath him, it apparently caused Bear to worry.

"Tell your body guard to back down," Bellamy demanded, but his fingers wouldn't stop their motion.

"Bear... lay down," I managed to say in between my panting. I looked over to my dog, watching him do as I said.

Bellamy had stopped his fingers from moving and lifted his hand to turn my face back to his.

"Good girl," he praised. I bit my inner cheek to stop myself from begging for more.

My insides ached because of how badly I wanted him to continue. I've never felt like this in my life. This could easily become addictive.

He leaned into me once again, fiercely intertwining our desperate lips. I could feel him push off the remainder of his clothing at the same time.

Bellamy pushed his length in between my tingling thighs as he pulled back from my face. My expression must've looked pathetic and pleading, but he seemed amused by it.

"You have to promise to be quiet," he warned. He was right to tell me this, I could hear sets of footsteps occasionally walk by our room.

"Promise," my voice sounded weak and vulnerable.

I gasped as he slowly entered me. I initially felt burning but that disappeared within a few seconds. As he kept pushing, I only felt pleasure.

Bellamy's mouth hung open slightly at the fact that he was all the way in. When he started his way back out, I couldn't stop myself from clenching. This must've felt good to him since he groaned while my body moved without me telling it to.

He started to pick up the pace slightly, making both of us breathe a little harder. The faster he went, the crazier it drove me. I tilted my head back while my eyes unintentionally closed. I felt like I was trembling beneath him.

Bellamy stopped moving but kept himself inside me.

"Baby, you need to look at me," he grumbled. I followed his directions, lifting my head and opening my eyes to face the man in control so he could continue.

Once again, he pushed into me. Every single movement felt better than the one before it. I was starting to moan against my own will because of the sensation building up inside me.

Bellamy hushed me to quiet down and I tried to, but him speeding up didn't help.

All of a sudden, I felt a wave of satisfaction rush through me. My entire body shuddering as whimpers escaped my throat. As soon as the feeling started to subside, I noticed he was no longer filling me. His face stayed lingering above mine, he was just as out of breath as me.

"You're never leaving me again," he told me, his voice had a little rasp to it. I nodded, not wanting to be away from him like last time. He dropped down to place one last warm kiss on my forehead.