Inked

Chapter 20

(P.S. This the last part I have written as of right now, so I actually do not know when the next chapter will be out. I will try to write when ever I am able, but I don't know if the ideas are flowing very well for these last couple chapters that are left until the end. This chapter is coming in at about twice the length of my normal chapters, so I hope that makes up for it.)

Chapter 20

With the agreement of both my father and Zane, everyone went off to either work or to bed. I had a chat with my father about where we were going to be meeting up in the next morning. Just as I was taking a step forward to leave, the dining room doors shut almost silently, blocking my way out. Confused, I looked behind me at Zane. He was leaning against the dinner table, one legged crossed over the other, arms crossed over his chest and his eyebrows slightly scrunched together as he stare me down.

"What?" I groaned, sighing in exhaustion. Today had been one thing after another, and even though my body healed faster than a normal human being, it still felt as if my back side and hips were burning from my...escapades earlier.

"If you really want to go through with this plan of yours, you will have to fulfill a secondary condition of mine before you go."

"Secondary condition? Why does this feel like I'm trying to escape prison or something?"

"If you don't fulfill it, I will trap you in a prison."

I groaned loudly, throwing my arms up in the air and exasperatedly said, "I don't know what to think of you!" I grumbled to myself, knowing he would still be able to hear me. "One day you are cruel, the next you are gallant. Today you act the rogue."

"If I am a rogue, then maybe I will be able to catch you and never let you go."

"Okay then," I said with wide eyes, glancing at him with eyebrows raised, "maybe I should be afraid of you after all."

"You should not be," he said softly. "You may still be a little afraid of yourself, perhaps, but you are no longer afraid of me."

I felt my eyebrow raise as I stared at him, realising that, he was speaking the truth. Before my memories had returned I had been unconsciously afraid of him. Afraid of what he represented in my life. Now, even if I knew who he was and what my past with him entailed, I still felt as though I had no control of my own life. My powers may be controlled slightly better, but I still did not know if they were under enough control to prevent them from exploding inside me like an atom bomb.

I breathed out slightly, and tilted my head, there must have been a certain look in my eyes because, even before I spoke, he had already uncrossed himself and was walking slowly toward me, his eyes never leaving mine. "I feel like the sky is falling down around me." I whispered truthfully.

He reached me, his heat mere centimeters away from me. His hand reached up, caressing my cheek with his thumb lightly, he whispered back, "Don't worry," he leaned down, his forehead against mine, "I'll be there to hold it up for you."

"Hmm," Zane murmured, feeling the heat pulsating from my skin as I became unable to control my incubus side. An arm came around my midsection and held on tight. Lips pressed firmly onto the pulse at my throat, I felt my heart skip a beat. The lips moved to my ear where teeth clamped gently onto the lobe and tugged.

"Kei mou," was the husky whisper.

I shivered.

The warm breath from my ear fell back down to my neck where moist lips pressed against my pulse for a second time, they seemed to sear my skin with their heat. The arm around my waist tightened and pulled me close against the hard body it was connected to. Zane's other hand stroked my cheek gently. The hand continued its course from my cheek down my neck, along my shoulder caressing every available inch of skin down to my hand until he threaded our fingers together, the palm of his hand to mine.