Dangerous Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 14

Sorry for how short this chapter is. I promise others are longer!!

(again sorry for late update as well)

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Arya awoke with the touch of silk running through her locks of her hair. Soft fingers massaged her scalp in a very tender, almost loving way.

Arya jolted up, fearful of her life. 'WHAM!'

Arya cried out as her head collided with something very hard.

"Ah! SHIT!" cried that very hard thing, shoving away from Arya.

Arya groaned, clutching her pounding forehead and peering at what she just attacked with her head.

There Devonshire sat on her bed, clutching his nose in agony, "Fucking hell." He muttered, massaging his aching face.

"What are you doing in my bed?" Arya hissed, the throbbing strengthening its pulses.

"I was shoved here just like you!" Zadimus muttered back. Arya growled, "Fantastic."

"Tell me about it... But don't worry, I actually enjoyed my night, like you, before you slammed your head into my teeth!"

"I- wha – I... Excuse me! I did not enjoy my night and neither did you! Plus you deserved it you perfectly white-toothed... thing!" She snapped back, crawling to the edge of the bed.

"And where are you going?" Devonshire inquired.

"Away from you!" Arya barked, her pain fueling her anger.

"No you don't!" Hands wrapped around Arya's waist and she yelped and she was pulled backwards into a very warm body. "You need to apologize." His husky voice tickled her ear and she shivered.

"Never." She whispered in his very warm embrace. She didn't want to leave it either, which scared her. A heat bloomed in her lower stomach, and it was cozy.

"Mm." He purred as she felt the vibrations against her back from his chest. "Pity. Guess you'll never leave."

"Guess you'll never leave either." She snapped fearful of the feeling of want burning in her bones. She felt his muscles around her torso, and god how she wanted to squeeze them.

He chortled, "I don't need too. I have everything I need to survive right..." He gently ran a finger down her long neck, "Here."

Her breath caught. No! Stop this feeling! "Pity your pack will collapse then." Arya stated coldly.

"How so?" He murmured, his fingertips running down her open shoulder and arm. Goosebumps flared on her arms like a fire. Arya silenced a stuttered breath. She felt his breath against her neck as he leaned closer. Her chest began to heave quicker.

"You'll be stuck with me." She whispered. "I'll be the most important thing unlike your pack mates which you stated so coldly. And then it all collapses." Arya tilted her head back to see Devonshire's silver eyes flickering. She smirked, happy to finally have gotten the upper hand, "We wouldn't want that now, would we?"

He remained frozen and she realized why. Her smirk grew as she slowly licked her lips. A strangled noise left his throat. She turned slowly in his lap, now that his hands were loose around her waist. Her eyes roamed hungrily his body. Her lust turned on like a switch and suddenly she wanted him so badly.

Her soul tugged her, wanting her to be more engulfed in this dangerous powerful fire in front of her. She placed her hands on his chest, an urge pushing her to touch him more and more filling her blood. He tensed under her delicate touch and the feeling of power surged into her.

Her eyes snapped to his and that second lasted years. Devonshire leaned in closer, his hands going up her back like the touches of the Egyptian Sun, burning her to her core.

Her hands crawled up, curling around his powerful shoulders as then leaned closer to together. Then the fire met.

Their lips hungrily intertwined as they engulfed into a kiss. Arya pulled away quickly, noticing how loose Zadimus's arms were around her waist.

She grinned, lightly placing her lips onto his, "We wouldn't want to make your pack weak... So I'll decide for you..." She kissed him hard then pulled away, slipping out of his lap. She burst to the door and rammed it open. She jumped out as she heard the beast arise only to crash into someone.

'Bam!' Their bodies slammed into the hard wood floor with Arya on top of the muscular person.

She started to laugh, for the first time in a month.

"Oh hello stranger." Beamed Wolfe up at her as her laugh resonated like winter bells throughout the house.

She stood up off of Wolfe, still laughing and helped him to his feet. "Pardon me madam. I did not mean to interrupt your hurry." Wolfe bowed, smiling playfully.

Arya grinned, her eyes looking to Devonshire who was standing in the doorway, who wasn't sure if he should find humor in the situation like Arya or strangle Wolfe. "Do not worry good sir." Arya returned the over-exaggerated bow, "I needed to be stopped anyway." She smiled at Devonshire.

He scoffed, smirking and rolling his eyes, like nobody would notice his smile if he looked away.

Wolfe tilted his head to the two and began walking away. As he did, Devonshire leaned against the doorway, taking up all the space as Arya watched the fading figure of wolfe.

"Can I have my room back please?" Arya turned, her brilliant purple eyes catching Devonshire off guard.

He blinked then growled, "And why would I? You just ran from your room."

"Because you didn't want to take care of your pack." Arya smiled teasingly. She hadn't laughed in so long and it felt damn good.

Devonshire rolled his eyes but before he said anything, she interrupted, "I know. I know. Your pack is the most important thing you have. I know you were teasing, just like I was. Now please? I would really like to freshen up."

Zadimus sighed, his resolve breaking from her gentleness, "Very well. Only because I respect how fast you managed to escape."

He moved aside and Arya entered her room. She smiled as she passed him, placing her slender hand on his hard warm shoulder, "You would have caught me with ease, don't worry."

She entered the room, leaving Devonshire baffled. "And good night." She smiled and closed the door shut.

Devonshire blinked a few times, shook his head, and strutted towards his office.

Then the bell rang.

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