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Chapter 18 MSM

You are all dirty perverts -_- That’s all I have to say to you. Also I know you are all DYING for the continuation of Shane’s ‘scene’ but...I’m a tease ;) And here’s a little secret, Zeke is actually an author in Wattpad.

 

*Zeke’s P.O.V*

I smirked triumphantly as I walked the halls of the pack house – which should be called the pack mansion truthfully – feeling quite proud of myself. Yet when I passed by a certain room my gut wrenched inside me and I suddenly felt ashamed and disgusted with myself, the type that wouldn’t wash of even in a million showers.

I stopped right outside the door and gazed at it longingly, a hand slowly reaching out to the handle. I sniffed discreetly to check if anyone was inside and blew a sigh of relief when I smelt no scents. Apart from the last lingering one that sent my heart in frenzy.

I quickly turned the handle and sneaked in after checking no one was watching me, didn’t need an audience now did I?  Closing the door behind me I looked around the room, coloured in beige, light wooden floorboards to match the scene.

Directly in front of me was a cream coloured bed with white pillows and a comforter, a few nature pictures scattered around the wall behind and beside it. Beside the bed was a pristine white desk with a small shelf of books staked on the wall. I snorted as I peered around, the decor of the room fit him well, but only the outside – I knew what he really was like.

Unexpectedly, the door opened behind me and I whirled round with my knees vent to see Zack looking at me with an eyebrow raised.

“I thought this was the bathroom?”

He just shook his head at my failed attempt for an excuse and opened the door wider so I could leave but I ignored him and sat on his bed. I grinned at patted the space beside me for him to sit there but he didn’t. He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration while closing his eyes as if trying to cool his fiery temper – one which had been directed at me many a time.

He always looked hot like that, his nostrils flared and muscles rippling, his eyes blazing as he walked like a predator towards me and... Shit, I was hard!

And it seems like I wasn’t the only one who noticed too because his gaze lowered towards my growing manhood before he looked away with a light blush painted on his cheeks – awww he was blushing.  “What are you doing here...?” He muttered as he walked to his desk and restacked books which were already in a neat pile.

I pouted in fake hurt and slid out of his bed to wrap my arms around his waist from his back, my height being slightly smaller to his so I could rest my head onto the tip of his shoulder blades,” Aren’t you happy to see me?” He tensed beneath my when I began nuzzling his back and trailing my fingers along his waistline.

I was suddenly thrown off him as his eyes darkened in obvious lust, mine did too and my excitement peaked. He stalked towards me like he would before and his hands shot out to grab my waist as soon as my back was pressed firmly against the door.

His head lowered until it was level with mine, our sweet breaths mingling together as his plump pink lips came closer and closer to mine with every passing second. My breathing hitched and my eyes fluttered close, were so close! I could feel tingles from where his body was pressed up to mine and where his lips were about to land, why was this taking so god damn long!

Finally his lips brushed against mine ever so softly, hardly even touching them but it caused a long sigh to be drawn out of me. WHY WAS HE SUCH A FUCKING TEASE! Unable to stand it anymore, I grabbed his jaw in both of my hands and fused put lips together hungrily, devouring him.

He groaned at the force and I knew our lips were surely bruised but I couldn’t bring myself to care, it felt to good. He then took charge as his arms tightened around my waist while he drew me closer to his body, his tongue mingling with mine and the temperature in the room heated up – I thought I even saw the glass in the room eat up.

We kissed sloppily for a while until we had to come up for air, heavily panting with our eyes still closed and our foreheads together. But then my world came crashing down with his mouth and eyes wide as if he couldn’t believe what just happened.

*Zack’s P.O.V*

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

This can’t be happening! Not again, not after all I’ve said to myself about avoiding him and making absolutely no contact with him unless its life threatening. What if he thinks this means something – he wouldn’t right? After all, he has at least five hundred hook –ups a week, it’s not like I’ll be any different even if...

No, I won’t be any different and even though it makes tears sting in my eyes and my heart crumble, I’ll tell it to myself everyday if I have to, I will not fall for a disgusting player who toys with people! With a firm nod to confirm my decision, I told him, “This never happened.”

Then walked out of my room as calm and collected as I looked when I walked in. Only this time there was an army of butterflies in my stomach, I had bruised lips and all I could think about was him. I leaned against the door as soon as I shut it and breathed out shakily, while running a hand through my messy hair. One thought racing through my mind:

 Why me, why did I have to have a player and my ex for a mate!