Silver Satin (Book Two)

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(An/: theres a little rated M a few paragraphs down, nothing drastic as always, you can skip over it if need be as it isnt crucial to the story :) Sorry that its been so long! I hope you all enjoy! ReVomment! -Opal)

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    That night at dinner, was awkward. James kept stealing glances, Immanuel sat way to close and Lucas kept shooting death glares at them both. If this was an old fashioned joust Lucas would have won. "You all did amazing today," Alivia said as she put her silverware down on the table. Guess she wasnt really one for steak unless it was raw and bleeding, or moving and breathing like a live cow.

    I didnt really need the amp to my ego but it did feel good. I just hoped when it was time to fight Micah and his leeches, that it would be quick and then I could finally move on with my life. This never ending tirade of saving my mother from impending doom was getting old. Wasnt a mother supposed to save her daughter from all the bad things that plagued the Earth, not the other way around?

    Everyone started conversing quietly, and I just picked at my steak. My head started to throb and i felt a headache coming on. I set down my fork and rubbed my temples. Then before I could even think I was pulled into the darkness.
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Are you,” I gasped as he pushed himself against me, , “like this” – a throaty sound emitted from my throat, a mix between a moan and a sigh maybe even a plea. – “all the time?” I could tell He wasn’t really thinking  anymore, at least not about answering questions in the middle of sex. Consumed by pleasure,  he answered breathlessly. “For you – always.” Gripping my hips tightly he slid in another couple of inches, and my nails clawed his back. He let out a groan and I smiled. Causing him pain was the best kind of pleasure. Maybe I was sadistic like that.

And then…

He flipped me over and pinned me to the bed, so that my face was pushed into the silver satin of the sheets.

With both hands on my hips, he slid back out torturously slow…then slid in the same way. I let out a sigh.

Teeth bared in a feral, dominating smile, he slid out and then back in again. Then again. And again. Until I  fractured around him. .

]”Next time,” he murmured in my ear as he collapsed, his heart a pounding drum against his chest, “I’m not going to be so gentle.”

I looked up at him and didnt like what I saw.
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I came to with the help of Connor slapping my face. He was taking a little too much joy in it, so I raised my hand and slapped him back. He recoiled and frowned, his fun ruined. Everyone knew what the black outs meant, but no one said anything about it. But I got questioning stares from everyone but him. James. He was staring at my flushed face, a smirk graced his lips. I bit the inside of my cheek. How was he still giving me dreams like that when i was not bound to him anymore? I pushed my chair back from the table and walked away angrily.

I didnt know the guy really, he marked on me and I fell in love against my will, but that still didnt change the fact that I knew nothing about him. Him haunting my dreams like that, using me in ways I didnt want to be used, but enjoyed, non the less was enough to make me loose my stability.
I walked out of the small cabin and out to the front yard. I sat at the edge of the driveway, listening to the croaks of the bull frogs and the chirps of the crickets and the birds settling down for the night. I stiffened when I felt someone sit beside me. it was him, he had followed me out. I turned to face him and caught sight of Lucas staring through the kitchen window, he was disguising his eavesdropping by doing dishes.