Pixie Love(Pixie Series 1-Completed)

Pixie love IV

Tink

I wake up in the middle of the night wrapped in his arms, while lightning lights up the sky outside. A loud thunder makes me jump from fear and his arm slowly clenches around me, pulling me closer to him. His nose is hidden in my hair as he continues to sleep, letting a sigh out from time to time. It feels weird, yet actually nice. In a twisted way, it feels... safe?
His hand rests on my exposed hip and his fingers gently move across my skin, making me feel too hot. The rain continues to pour outside, making the air in the room chill, and yet my body still feels like it's on fire. I place my hand on top of his to try and remove it, but instead, he entwines his fingers with mine and pulls me against his chest, making me wince in pain.

"Are you ok, love?" His low sleepy voice sounds fills my ears, making my heart run wild again.

"My wing... I'm fine!" I tell him, expecting him to let me go, but instead he kisses my shoulder, just above my wing, and goes back to sleep. What the hell do I do now? How did I get myself in this situation again? Oh, yeah! I followed Peter. I sure am dumb!

I try to go back to sleep, but the thunders outside seem to get louder with each minute passing by, making it impossible to fall asleep again. Of course, his touch on my skin doesn't make things easier for me either. It feels like millions of little fireworks travel under my skin and stop right in my lower abdomen. I jump in fear each time the thunder goes louder, and he runs his fingers against my skin to calm me down. I've always hated thunderstorms. The dark sky, the loud noises. It looks as if all evil forces might emerge from those clouds.

The wind intensifies, and Hook gets down to close the window. I turn on the other side and watch him look outside, taking a few deep breaths before finally closing it. When he turns to look at me, I can hear him take a sharp breath as he closes his eyes for a few seconds. When he opens them back, he looks at me like a hunter looks at his prayer, and I find myself liking the way his eyes feel on me. Was he always this intense?

"You don't know what you're doing to me, love..." He says as he slowly climbs back on the bed.

"Huh?" I ask him, not understanding the full meaning of his words but he places a finger of my lips and hushes me.

"Sleep, love!" He says and pulls me against his chest like it's the most natural thing in the world. And I close my eyes and let myself get enveloped in his scent, in his warmth.

"Hook?" I whisper wanting to ask him something.

"Yes, love?" He says and kisses the top of my head.

"I..." I don't remember what I wanted to say to him. I just fall asleep in his warm arms while rain crashed down the window.

I wake up wincing in pain again. He immediately opens his eyes when he hears me and looks at me, his eyes filled with worry. I get up annoyed and confused by this whole situation. This night has been nothing but a torment from the very beginning, and it keeps going on.

"Love?" He says while taking my hand to stop me from climbing down the bed.

"Stop calling me that! Stop pretending like you care about my pain because you clearly don't! Stop pretending like I'm not trapped in here with you and stop playing whatever game it is you're playing!" I tell him but before I can turn around his lips crash on mine, sucking the air out of my lungs.

The kiss is soft, yet demanding. His tongue gently nibbles against my lips, seeking entrance that I finally give to him. This is not how I imagined my first kiss to be, but I honestly can't complain either. His arms pull me closer as his lips claim mine with more desire. My entire body lights up for him as his finger draws circles on my skin, traveling from my hip to my waist and underneath my breast.

His mouth leaves mine as he finds a sweet spot on my neck, sucking on it and making me shiver with new found feelings. Then his lips travel downwards while his hand peels off the strap of my nightgown, revealing my breast to him. I close my eyes and let myself carried away by the sensations he causes in my body. It feels so good!

He captures my left nipple his hot mouth and I feel my body almost exploding right here in his arms.

"Hook... please!" I find myself begging for something but I don't know what. Why am I not stoping him? What is he doing to me?

"Hush, love..." he whispers against my skin as his hand travels down my body and underneath the dress. I swear I can see stars as his finger circles my little nub. I let out a strangled moan as he continues his assault on my nipple while playing with it.

I feel my body tensing as waves of desire keep washing over my skin until time stands still and my entire being erupts in ecstasy, making my toes curl and my legs shake. As I open my eyes, I can see him smiling proudly at me. He pulls me closer and kisses me again, taking my breath away.

"That should help you sleep, love." He says as he pulls me against his chest again. My brain is still paralyzed from what just happened but I find myself drifting to sleep, dreaming of how his fingers touched me as never a man had done it before.