Chapter 15

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My head rested on Derick’s broad shoulders after yet another love making session. My fingers trailed over his contour as we basked in our afterglow. It has been two days since they attack on the little girl and we were ready and waiting for them to continue with their petty behaviour. We had plans on how to secure the children, elderly and pregnant women. A bunker that was built under the community.

I looked up at Derick as he stared at the ceiling, his eyes turned down to me and he smiled. My heart did a little somersaults. “I just realized that we have only been on one date.” He rest his hand on the small of my back.

“Yep wasn’t a bad date.” I smiled.

“How about we make it two good dates?” he flipped me over and I squealed.

“Okay.” I smiled. “But I’ll have to ask my boyfriend he’s quite a stubborn brute.” I teased.

“I asked and he said yes.” he brought his lips to my face. “He’s not a brute.” He kissed down my cheek and to my neck and my breathing hitched in my throat.

“I beg to differ.” My voice sounding winded. I closed my eyes as he continued his trail of kisses to my happy spot and I gripped the sheet as he grazed it with his teeth. A soft moan escaped my lips as he tongue flicked against it. My mind a buzz and clouded as he came back up to my lips and his manhood entered my womanhood and we rode the wave of ecstasy. My body quivered when he was done and I felt like a brand new woman.

A knock on the door woke me. What time was it? I slowly opened my eyes Derick was gone. I straightened up and used the cover to hide my naked body. I looked at the clock nine thirty I had slept in.

“Come in.” I said clearing my throat. Mia barged in and I mental sighed.
She smiled at me and winked. “That tired.” She teased.

“I just slept in, I wonder why Derick hadn’t woken me.” I said grabbing Derick’s shirt that laid on the bed post.

“Making love takes energy and you’re new to it.” She smiled. I didn’t want to talk about our sex life with his sister it felt rather weird.

“I don’t want to talk about my sex life.” I said rising from the edge of the bed and walked to the bathroom.

“Don’t be salty.” She said and I just imagine her rolling her eyes.

“How about you and Matteo I can smell you’re mating.” I said and even to me that sounded weird. I smelt their bond that’s just nasty. I brushed my teeth and she came and sat on the toilet seat while I showered.

“Oh god what a stud!?” she sounded like a lovesick school girl. “Sex with him is like smelling the rain hit the ground for the first time.” Her voice dreamy. Well I’m happy she’s happy. I washed my hair as she continued talking about Matteo and his manhood and all his glory. “And he’s so big.” She sighed and I coughed.

“What?” I asked. I had toned her out for a little while.

“He’s so big.” She said again.

“What’s so big?” I asked confused. Matteo wasn’t a large guy he was like 6 feet, square shoulders, dimples, high cheekbones and raven black hair. Nothing on him was big except his height.

“His penis.” She said and I blushed and tried to ignore her. “When I saw it I swear I was going to die.” She sighed wish it did kill her or leave her stunned that I didn’t have to hear about it. “I couldn’t even get my mouth over it…” She trailed after I interrupted her.

“Why are you telling me this?” I peeped out the shower and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my body. Was she telling me because Derick was unhappy with our sex life? Did he go to her and ask her to give me pointers? “Did Derick ask you to do this?” I asked.

“Pfft…no.” She couldn’t face me and I knew she was lying. Tell me. “He asked me to come and distract you.” She let out.

“Distract me from what?” I asked.

“I can’t tell you I’m sworn to secrecy. Please don’t use your powers on me again.” She begged and I stepped away.

“What is he doing?” I asked.

“Oh nothing.” I looked away.

“Is it something to do with the impending war?” I asked.

“Well yes and no.” She wasn’t exactly lying, her heart beat was steady.
“Where is he?” I asked. “It’s my war I should know everything.” I said slipping on my undergarment, them a sundress.

“I can tell you where he is not.” She said. What the hell?

“Okay I’ll bite.” I said pulling the shirt over my head. “Where is he not?” I asked.

“Here.” She said.

“Since he is not here where is he?” I asked finish drying my hair and brushing it.

“That I can’t tell you.” She looked at me and smiled.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Sworn to secrecy.” She shrugged. “However you can guess.” She wanted to tell me but couldn’t.

“Fine.” I started making the bed.

“Three words.” She held up her fingers. “First word.” She began skimming through books and found one and pointed at the cover.

“Uhm…language?” I asked. She threw me a thumbs up. She continued pointing at the book. “A type of language?” I asked. Another thumbs up. “French?” She shook her head no. She made a grim look and crossed her hand over chest. A dead? “Dead.”

“Yes.” she said. Then she united her fingers so I should unite the words.

“Language of the dead” I said and she jumped.

“Latin?” I asked and she nodded. She held up two fingers. “Second word.” This was quite exciting. She held up four fingers.

“Four?” she nodded yes. “Latin for…”

“Third word.” She said. She brought out her wings and made weird sounds.

“I’m not getting that.” I told her. She walked over to the window and pointed to us and a group of people sitting and laughing.

“Supernatural?” I asked.

“Close.” She said. “You and I are supernatural what?” She asked.

“Creatures.” I said shrugging. “Okay so Latin for Creatures.” I said and she sighed with a big yes. “Animalium.” I said my blood boiling. What is he doing at the Animalium in a time like this? “I need you to fly me over there I haven’t quite grasped the flying concept.” She hugged me tight and we were off.

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