Creatures of the Moon

Chapter Two

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Chapter Two –

My eyes that were fluttering closed with pleasure from him, quickly snapped open. Wait, did I just hear that right? I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. Mine. People have called me many things in my life but never as direct as Mine, the word was unfamiliar to me. I pulled my hands from under his warm hard chest and placed them on to his shirt, pushing him away so that there was a little distance from him and me. I looked him in his gorgeous sea green eyes, which were full of lust. I know from the look he was giving me, he wasn’t happy that I had stopped our little public make out session.

“What did you just call me?” I asked breathily.

His eyes just lit up and a smirk spread across his face. He leaned in closer so that our noses were touching.

“I said that your mine angel.” Licking my bottom lip, this made me gasp in shock. In response, he chuckled pressing in closer to me.

I was thinking about giving him the big rant about how I was an independent woman and that I didn’t need no man, but decided against it and decided to break it to him gentle.   

“Look darling.” I sigh and put my palm on the side of his face, which was rough to touch from a bit of stubble from not shaving. “I think you have the wrong girl.” I looked right in to his face to make sure he understood what I was saying.  

I saw an emotion flicker across his face but it was gone in a second. I slide out from him and turned to leave, but was caught by my wrist. In a flash, I was against the wall again but this time he had rapped my legs around his waist and had one hand on the side of my thigh, the other was next to my head holding his weight. He pushed his hips closer to me making me gasp for the second time to night. God what was he doing to me. I could feel his package against me and let me tell you Oh My. That’s right ladies and gentlemen OH My.

“No I don’t think I have.” He said that in the huskiest I have ever heard. “I don’t think you quite understand that I defiantly don’t have the wrong girl, I would know.” Raising his eyebrow while he ran his hand further up my leg and moved it so it was now on the inside of my thigh. My face must have been quite an expression because his smirk got bigger. I put my hand on his hand that was on my thigh and gave it back to him, but he just put it back on my thigh. I frowned.

“Look if it’s some sort of pick up line that you use to get girls in to bed. Then you gonna have to stop right there mister, because number one,” –Holding up one finger in his face- “I ain’t that easy and number two” – Now holding up two fingers in his face- “It’s a crap pick up line and it would have to be something really good, if I was about to just go off with you.” Point him in his chest, just to prove my point further.

His face took on a hopeful look and a challenging smile broke across it face. “Is that so.” He whispered across my lips. My heart beat increased, which I think he could hear because the smile was now going from ear to ear.

“That wasn’t some sort of challenge for you. Plus it wouldn’t work to night any way.” However, my voice wasn’t as strong as I would like it to be and I think he could hear it as well.

“Well it sounded like a challenge and I like challenges.” Both of his hands were now on my thighs running up and down them seductively making me shiver with pleasure. My eyes hooded now. No! I scowled myself for letting him do this to me. I quickly pushed his hands from me and unwrapped my legs from his waist so that I was now standing in front of him.

“Look Marcuse. I am not going to play this game with you, okay. It’s late and I need to get back my flat where Clara probable is freaking out.” I looked up at him through my lashes and tried to pull away but he was having none of it.

“I am not playing any games with you sweetheart.” He growled at me not letting me leave so easily.

I was getting pissed now.  I shoved at his chest, but I swear this guy was built like a fricking rock he didn’t even move an inch. I let out breath of frustration and throw my hands up in the air as much as I could, with what little space I had.

“Really? Well what are you doing now then?” I asked with my eyebrow raised and hands on hips.

He cursed under his breath and scrubbing his hands over his face. He looked down at the floor before looking at my face.

“Look sorry I – I just got caught up in the moment. I’ll walk you home now.” He stepped away and I suddenly missed the warmth of him against me. I shook my head dismissing the thought. I only just met this guy and I was thinking thoughts like that. Agrh, Clara’s influences me too much. Why couldn’t it be the other way around?  

“You don’t have to.” I said my anger now draining away from me.

“No it’s fine really? I want to.” He held out his hand for me, I slipped mine in to his like it was such a natural thing to do, as if I had done it millions of times before.

Then we stepped out of the doorway and started to walk down the street. He pulled me close to him and put his arm around me keeping me warm. My feet were starting to hurt because of the heels, I stopped in my track, he turned around to me frowned at why I had stopped. I held on to him for balance and slipped off my heels.

“Sorry they were starting to hurt me.” I gave him a weak smile.

“Okay.” He held out his hand again and I took it. He then held out his other hands. I looked at it and then back at his face with confusion.

“Give me the shoes.” He said sighing edging his hand closer. I happily gave him the shoes and started walking again. I only walked a step before I my feet were no longer on the ground. I gave a surprised yelp and snapped my head to the right to see what was going on. He was carrying me bridal style.

“Err... what are you doing?”

“Carrying you. Why what does it look like to you?” He asked with a smirk.

I huffed out a breath and crossed my arms over my chest. Not looking in his in direction, while making faces at the street ahead of us.