Cruel Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 15- Tough Decisions

"If I go with you, then we need to lay some ground rules first." I say, my voice firm and steady.

He leans back, his eyes searching my face. He takes a deep breath, holding it for a moment before softly exhaling. His eyebrow lifts and he gives me a quizzical look.

"What kind of rules?" He questions wearily.

I take a deep breath, steadying myself for what needed to be said next.

"First, once we get there, we need to take it slow. No meetings until I'm comfortable with it. I don't want them all charging at me the second we land." I say, watching his reaction closely.

His eyes soften when he looks at me, and a small smile plays on his lips.

"That can be arranged. Any other requests?" He asks, his fingers lightly running along my skin.

Goosebumps erupt everywhere he touches. I try to ignore it though, knowing that he's just trying to distract me.

"Yes. I need to see my parents before we leave." I tell him firmly.

"Kenna-," He begins.

"No, Emir. I'm not leaving the country without them knowing I'm alright. I haven't talked to them for days. They're probably worried sick." I say, guilt slicing through me.

"Couldn't we just call them?" He asks hopefully.

"Emir. No, I have to go see them. If I'm going to help you and your people, then this is a requirement." I say, daring him with my eyes to deny me this.

He sighs, rising up to rest his forehead against mine. My eyes close as I hear him inhale, breathing in my scent. I won't back down from this, so he had better not even try to say no. I've already caused my parents enough worry these past few days, I won't cause them any more.

"Alright. I'll have Cole and Maddie take you, while I get everything ready for our departure." He mumbles against my neck.

That's just great, I think sarcastically, I'd love to spend more time around Blondie.

"When are we leaving?" I question, nerves already beginning to race through me.

"As soon as I can secure a plane." He replies, his hand coming up to rest in my hair.

He pulls away, his eyes scanning my face in worry. I know he can hear my heart racing. Maybe he can even smell the small amount of fear I'm feeling. Even though I'm agreeing to go, I still feel weary about meeting others of his kind. If I'm being honest, the whole situation frightens me a little.

"Everything is going to be alright, Kenna. I'm not going to let anything happen to you." Emir reassures me.

"I know. I just not fully comfortable being this Sacred Omega person, yet." I admit.

He nods in understanding, his bare skin becoming very obvious as he rises up to kiss my forehead. A furious blush rises to my cheeks at the sight of him, causing him to chuckle.

"Any other requests?" He asks, amusement lacing his tone.

"I-uh", I stammer as I try to get my brain to work again.

"Yes?" He asks teasingly.

His hand rests on my thigh, his thumb rubbing light circles into my flesh. My breath catches in my throat, and I look down. That's when I remember how they looked before the bath.

"I need-um- morning after pills." My cheeks flaming as the words escape my mouth.

His eyes shoot up and connect with mine. They widen just a fraction, before he lowers his gaze to my thighs again. A small frown tugs on his lips.