Kingdom of Lies

Chapter 11

I'm hungry.

Y'all ready?

LEGGO!

"Absolutely not."

"Too bad, Clarissa."

"I refuse."

"I repeat- too bad,Clarissa."

I glare up at him, baring my teeth.
"Bite me."

He simply smirks his infuriating smirk.
"I'd love to."

Oh,of course.
Rolling my eyes, I throw my head back in pride- even if I was currently sprawled on the floor with a sword pointed at my neck.
Jace just raises a brow before bending down as quick as the wind and grabs me by the arm, hauling me up.

I stumble and regain my footing, still with a sword pointed at my neck.
Jace is panting with effort, our latest battle draining us both.
His gold skin is glistening with sweat, the dark fabric of his undershirt drenched.
His hair had turned a bronzed colour, the ends were curling and were sticking to his neck slightly.
God- he looks annoyingly good, even all sweaty and hot. The things I would-

With a jerk, I step back with eyes wide, reeling out of my imagination.
A small smile is playing on Jace's lips, and I can tell he knew exactly where my mind went.
I scowl again and throw my hands up in exasperation.
"Alright, I yield, smartass." I mumble, stalking off of the mat.
Jace tsks from behind me as I wipe my sweat with a towel, ignoring him.

"Now now, is that any way to talk to your king?" He questions, and I turn to see him lazily twirling his sword in his hand, a sly smile on his face.
I roll my eyes and take a long swig of water.

"Yeah, if he's your fiancé." I say casually, crossing my arms.
Jace just shrugs, tossing his sword onto the mat before coming over to get his own water bottle.

He takes a long drink and I watch him quietly, all attempts at being secretive abandoned.
Heat radiated off of him and I let my eyes slowly rake over his figure.
No wonder he trained all of the time- it showed in his lean figure, built for speed and agility and so much more.

He lowers his water bottle and cocks his head at me, eyebrows raised.
"What?" He asks quietly. I bite my lip, racking my brain for something to say.
"How did you to that jump-kick again? I was wondering-"

Jace cuts me off.

A hand wraps tightly around my waist and Jace's lips crush down on mine.
I forget my flustered self and fling my arms around his neck, drawing him closer to me.
Jace groans into my mouth, one of his hands roughly weaving itself into my hair and holding me infinitely closer than I ever thought possible.
I stand a little taller on my tiptoes, a part of my cursing myself for my short height.
I feel Jace chuckle deeply, shaking his whole body.
I break apart for a moment, our lips still ghosting over each other's as I attempt to gain back my breath.

"Why is it always the training room?" I murmur against his lips. Jace shrugs.

"I don't know." He says quietly and I gasp a little as he hauls me up by my legs, giving me a split second to wrap them around him or fall.
His arms hold me closer, my own arms clinging to his neck as I look down at him in surprise. He grins devilishly up at me, a glint in his molten gold eyes.
Shaking my head lightly, I kiss him again even as he starts walking, just hoping he didn't accidentally bang me into a wall.
I hear the door of the training room open and close behind me and I tear myself away from him to glare.

"What if somebody sees us?" I hiss in anger. Jace rolls his eyes, looking impatient, ruffled, and hot as hell.

"Do you think I care?"He says impatiently, ceasing his hurried stride long enough to stare me down,daring for me to say something.
I look back for a minute,contemplating. Then, I shrug.