Prison of paradise, book 4 in Wingless series

The truth

When you're touched by love, you feel as if you can do anything. The beginning is like pure poetry. That is when you meet the love of your life.

When you love your friends and family you feel whole, you feel as if you have those people who will be there for you. They make you who you are, they if there good really know how to make you feel secure and like all is ok.

We don't always find these people, but when we do, we indubitably know it. Your heart opens and you feel as if you could do anything, maybe it is silly but it is a good temporary feeling, sometimes later on you are reminded why you felt that way.

And then you have the love of only a few people who are not your lover or your friend or family. There more than that, they simply feel like more than that, they feel like a part of your soul, you know when they are gone you ache for them. Those people are very rare.

I clutched the pillow tightly in angst, as I watched some horror movie with Kenny. Evan was still gone and the last we had heard was he was trailing Lyle and Coven to an unknown location. Unknown probably because they felt I shouldn't know.

Kenny threw his arm around me looking as if he hadn't noticed he did so. I poked the bowl of popcorn sitting on the side of me. I never was one for popcorn and jumped at the bloody scene, Kenny laughing as if it was the funniest thing he had ever saw.

"Could we please do something else?" I asked. I set the bowl on the table looking at him.

"I could think of a few things." He said like a macho pig, giving me the eye. I knew Vincent was meeting me outside it was a matter of putting Kenny to sleep so I could sneak away.

"Ok." I said pulling my shirt over my head. Kenny gave me a look not sure what to make of my eagerness. We had not slept together since the car; I did not feel to right about it, even if everyone condoned us doing so.

"Ok, you're saying this is alright now?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me; he ran his hand across my stomach interested.

"Why wouldn't it be?" I asked moving closer feeling his hands undo my pants in barely a second, he knocked me down on the couch his hand on my throat. I hesitated for a moment at the naughty assault going on, hoping he wouldn't strangle me in the heat of the moment.

Kenny ran his thumb across my lip, kissing down my body. Every thought in my head disappeared as I was sucked into the moment once again. I pulled at his hair roughly sitting up pushing into his chest to make him lie down; we slid off the couch, Kenny pushing the table over to make more room. He pulled my legs up a smile spreading across his face.

"Take your clothes off." I whispered tugging on his shirt; he pulled it over his head. He might not have been as built as his brother but he had a gorgeous body all the same, he was tan and muscular in his own right, with the hottest little happy trail. I did my best at his pants feeling him throw me back on the floor unzipping his pants and crawling on top of me.

I wasn't quite sure what these sexual moments with Kenny would ever mean. I for sure felt something for him each time he touched me. My body always melted in his hands, he sent my heart into endless beats that made it feel as if it wanted to pop right out of my chest.

"That was amazing." He said almost to himself, collapsing to the floor beside me. I ran my hand down his stomach tracing my fingers all the way to his bellybutton.

"I always thought you were a pervert, and now I don't know what I was thinking." I said laughing aloud.

He sighed letting out a huge yawn. I knew it was only a matter of time before he was out. I closed my eyes pretending to be tired myself waiting for the moment when I could slip off out of sight.