The Last One

The Last One: Chapter 22

Chapter 22:

So, I started heat the morning after Xavier and I came home. It was also the same week we made the bet.

Its been torture.

I had one more day, I can do this. Xavier has been finding all different ways to tease me to the point that I had to change my underwear. It wasn't as fun or exciting as I thought it would be. It doesn't help that Tyler went and bought me a whole bunch of lace lingerie and a couple sex toys. He even bought handcuffs! Xavier laughed at me and I was so close to letting him have his way with me. But, I didn't want to lose.

It was actually kind of painful to go through heat without doing anything at all about it. I don't know how I did it before. I jumped on my bed, running my hands through my hair and groaned. "Hey, how're you doing?" Jace walked in and laid down next to me. "Horrible. It's painful." I sighed and he looked down at me with worry. "I don't see why you're doing this to yourself. If it hurts then you need to do something about it." He said and I snorted. "And lose the bet? I don't think so." He sat up. "Jez, I know you don't want to, but you're hurting yourself. I don't like seeing you in pain."

"Yeah, but -"

"No buts, Jezebelle. You're in pain. Fix it before I do it for you." He cut in and left the room. Xavier walked in and I rolled over, burying my face in the bed. Xavier crawled on top of me, pressing his solid body against me. Every little touch burned and made me yearn for more. He moved my hair to the side and kissed my neck. "Jace said that you're starting to hurt." He murmured and I growled lowly. "Yeah, and it doesn't help when you're teasing me like this." He chuckled, laying beside me and propping himself up on his elbow. "Ready to give up yet?" I shook my head. I shot up, clenching my stomach when pain hit me like a flying bullet.

Why was I hurting this bad? Xavier grabbed me and pulled me on his lap so that I was straddling him. "Jez, come on. You can't wait anymore. It was a stupid bet anyways." I shook my head and rested my head on his shoulder. He ripped my shirt off and I shook my head. "Xavier -"

"No, the bet is done. Its been a week. You win." He growled and laid me down. He took off his shirt and slowly brought my hands up to his chest. I locked eyes with him, his eyes swimming with lust and worry. "Please," he said softly and I complied. He kissed my neck with hunger and need. I ran my hands over his bare muscular torso. His hand roamed over my body and unlatched my bra, throwing it across the room. His mouth teased my breasts and I arched my back, burying my fingers in his dark hair.

I went to undo his pants and he finished for me. His large erection showed through his boxers and I pushed him back down on the bed, straddling his lap. I kissed down his chest and abs. He groaned and I could feel his member press against my neck as I kissed the waistline of his boxers. I nipped gently and he moaned, throwing his head back and fisting the sheets. I pulled his boxers down, kissing the tip of him and earning a groan. I looked up at him and straddled him. He growled lowly and flipped us over. He slowly ran his hands all over my body, hitting spots that I never knew would pleasure me.

He played me like he made me. My core burned painfully and I dug my nails into his broad shoulders, shutting my eyes tightly and hissing through clenched teeth. He undid my shorts and slipped them off, his fingers brushing against my skin. He kissed back up my legs, taking them and putting them over his shoulders. He massaged my thighs and I could feel his breath on my covered core. I panted heavily, arching my back. He kissed my core and I moaned loudly, fisting the sheets. "You're so beautiful. I'd love to fuck the shit out of you, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to make you beg." He growled and I started to tremble. He got up and I watched him walk over to the bag of sex toys and lingerie.

"What're you doing?" I asked breathlessly and he pulled out the handcuffs. He strode up to me and hovered over me. He pushed me up so that my head was resting on the pillows and handcuffed my hands to the bed. I saw ice grow on the handcuffs and panic filled my veins and I felt the blood drain out of my face. I felt coldness flow through my body and pain hit my stomach. "Jezebelle?!" Xavier quickly took off the cuffs and I curled up into a ball. I saw ice and ice shards growing quickly around the room and I closed my eyes. I willed the nightmare to end, but it didn't stop.