Myself- A Broken Creation

Chapter 14: Alex's P.O.V.

I settled next to Xander as his dazed eyes opened. I stroked a finger over his flushed skin and swollen lips. I decided to tell him about Max because he had been so open with me lately by telling me all those painful things.

"Xander?"

"Yes?" He softly breathed.

"I have to tell you something," I muttered.

"What is it?" Xander cautiously asked me.

"My friend, Max, is going to die."

"What?" He questioned me in shock.

He rolled over to face me. His eyes were wide.

"Max has Aids," I quietly whispered.

Tears were in my eyes. Max was my best friend. I would miss him. Xander rolled over so that he was on top of me, which greatly surprised me. Xander softly kissed my cheek and nuzzled his nose against my neck.

"I'm sorry," He whispered.

He placed a gentle, shy kiss on my lips as he looked up at me through his lashes uncertainly. I cupped his sweet bottom in my hands and he gasped.

"Honey, you can kiss me whenever you like," I drawled.

Xander flushed a bright pink before softly biting my lips. I groaned and clutched his bottom even more tightly. A soft moan slipped past his pretty pink lips. His small hands grasped my broad shoulders as my devilish tongue slipped out and licked over the sensitive mark on his neck.

Xander whimpered and shyly trailed his fingers down my muscled chest. I stopped distracting him and let him play. Small kisses landed on my neck and I sucked in a breath as his soft lips tortured my warm skin.

His little tongue lapped at my skin, swirled around my nipples. I groaned in searing ecstasy as my nipples pebbled. Xander stopped before looking down at me in shock and fear. How many times did I have to tell him I needed and wanted him?

"For the love of god, Xander, please don't stop!" I growled in terrible, erotic, fierce need.

His jade eyes widened and his mouth opened on a soft gasp. Xander hesitated for a moment and uncertainly looked at me, but, when I nodded at him in encouragement, he tentatively flicked his wet tongue against my hard nipple. My eyes rolled in the back of my head at the burning arousal that his shy touches could make me feel.

He was tempting, decadent, and he didn't even know it. Xander brushed a shy finger over the pink skin and I growled in need. I was shaking inside of my skin in desire for him. Is this how he felt when I touched him? I had a sneaking suspicion that it was. His cheeks flushed at my loud noise and he dropped his eyes from mine to my chest.

He hesitated for long, crucial moments and I writhed inside my skin. It was so hard not to touch him. He had absolutely no idea how sexy he looked, even with his broken and bruised body. That thought settled my raunchy body down. I didn't want to hurt him. I slid my fingers in between us and kept his arms close to his abdomen so that I didn't hurt his broken arm.

He lifted his eyes to meet mine with the cute blush still painted on his face. Xander slightly averted his eyes in embarrassment, but I lifted our hands to slowly turn his face back towards mine. Xander's skin burned crimson. He still leaned his bruised face into the side of my palm. I softly grinned at the feel of his creamy, silky, velvety skin underneath mine.

"Touch me, please. I absolutely love your touch. And do not shy away from me. You won't hurt me."

Xander nibbled at his lip.

"Really?" He whispered.

"Really."

Xander still looked hesitant, so I separated our fingers and gently pulled him towards me. I pulled his pouty lips down to mine and he softly sighed at the sweet touch. I harshly nipped at his bottom lip, and a light, sexy, lust-filled moan passed those tempting lips.