" Why are you mad?"
Okay, probably one if the stupidest things I've ever said in my life. Clay's anger seemed to double when I asked him that simple question. He looked at me and I could tell he was holding in his rage. He went to speak but bit his lip to keep from snapping at me. When he spoke his calm edgy voice made me shiver.
" I don't know who that guy is or what he means to you but I can't sit back and watch you flirt with him like I'm not even there!" He yelled at me. I guess biting his lips didn't help much. I stood there shocked at what he said to me. I guess my chat with Collin was too much for him? What did I do?
" I don't understand what your saying. " I replied to him. That seemed to make him even more mad and he snapped at me again.
" Bullshit Amara, god you just don't get it, I can't watch you flirt with all these guys, your totally oblivious to all if it! You just..ughh, you frustrate me. " he yelled at me again while I stood there taking it.
" Clay, I don't flirt.." I was rudely cut off by a raging Clay. " Don't even say that Amara I was there, I fucking saw it, you just don't get it."
" Okay calm down, I wasn't flirting. I'm with you and Collin is just an old friend." He looked at me with an expression that told me he knew I was lying. I still didn't know what I did to make him so mad.
He stayed quite while I tried to figure out why he was so upset with me. When I called out for him he didn't answer me, instead he just stood there starring at me. I called for him again, but he still stood there.
" Clay fucking answer me before I..." My words stopped when his lips crashed with mine.
The kiss was so passionate, so hungry that I found myself knocking back against the wall. Clay pushed his body against mine, removing any space there was between us. His tongue fought for dominance while I was still a little shocked. When I felt him try to enter my mouth I shut my teeth.
He growled as a response and grabbed ahold of my ass and squeezed it with force. I gasped and he plunged into my mouth. My hands tangled in his hair while he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. When he bit down I moaned in his mouth breaking our heated makeout session. He went to the crook of my neck and lathered kisses along my color bone and neck. When he got to my ear he bit down on my earlobe as I moaned out. His breath fanned my neck before his whispers filled my ears.
" Your mine and only mine, and I refuse to share. " His words broke out into another hungry kiss.
Clay picked me up around my waist and I buckled my legs around his. He pushed me further against the wall as we moved our heated lips in sink. We both eventually pulled away, our breaths shallow and rugged from the kiss. When my heart had settled in my chest I looked up to Clay's warm hazel eyes.
" If pissing you off leads to that I should do it more often. "
He growled at my comment and I just laughed at him. He placed me down and I moved to pick up my bag off the floor. When I got my things, I got up to leave the classroom when Clay snaked his arms around my waist and lifted me up off the ground. I squealed out in protest while he threw me over his shoulder and carried me out of the classroom. By now everyone had left to there next classes so the halls were empty. Clay carried me around the school while I beat his back and yelled for him to put me down.
I knew that if I really wanted to, I could easily knock him over or simply squeeze out of his grasp with no effort, but I was enjoying the fun we were having and his cockiness that made him think he could easily control me. He walked around with me on his back until we reached my next class. He put me down a little ways away from my class. I thought we would leave it at that so I turned towards the direction of my class only to be stopped by Clays arm. He spun me around and pulled me into him so I was right against his chest.
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Eternal beauty
WerewolfAmara is struggling with her identity. Being an orphan leaves her with many questions about her past and herself. When she finds out who she really is and what she can do she is forced to keep it to herself, how hard could it be. But there's one per...