Butterfly and Flame - Alina and Evan

Brothers

He threw the file down to the floor as his hands fisted at his sides. He was loosing his control and he didn't like it, breathing hard to calm down. Now she was gone and he had no clue where they were going. It would take him precious time to get the flight plan to determine their ultimate destination. Christian had not been forthcoming other than to say she was safe with the best person to care for her for the job. He was certain now that they were more than friends.Evan was very protective of her. He knew that it wouldn't work in the end, because he was relentless and couldn't be stopped unless he was dead. He closed his eyes and thought back to the moment they met her and recalled that it had been at a gallery oddly enough. He wondered if things would have worked out differently between them  if he had not come into the picture. He could have been the one to rescue her. He shook the thought from his mind, trying to bury it deep inside him; as his rising anger would only complicate things right now. He picked up the phone and made two calls. One to Leo and one to his head of security. He explained to Leo that he would be increasing his security detail for them. He listened as Leo raked him over the coals because of his thwarted attempt at kidnapping her. How could he still be on the loose with so many people looking for him. He groaned inwardly knowing that there was nothing he could say to appease the younger man. He again conveyed his promise to keep them safe and that he was moving heaven and earth to find and contain him. He asked tentatively about wether or not he had spoken with Alina since she left the Malek estate. Leo responded that he had not, but that Christian had spoken with Evan and that she was fine. They would be in contact in a few days. Leo ended the conversation and he sat silently staring ahead thinking. His next call was to his security director. He spoke quickly about what he expected at the Salvatierra home. Then he asked for his homes in Los Angeles and the one in Hawaii to have a thorough run down of its security protocols. He planned on staying in his loft in the city for now. He put the phone back on the cradle as he heard his cell phone chime. Opening it up he looked at the GPS tracker. It still had not moved. Either Kyle had removed it and thrown it down a hole or Kyle was dead. He stood up and put on his jacket and moved toward the door. Looking down at his feet he breathed in heavily forcing himself to move forward and ignore his pain.

Alina had been awake for a while now. She lay buried under the blankets and couldn't stop all the thoughts moving through her mind. This was crazy. She was in a jet headed to god knows where with a man she had fallen in love with so hard that she was quite literally lost in him. She was running from a maniac psycho who had tried to rape her and ruin her life, three times now; and she had just experienced making love for the first time. She wouldn't call it sex because that sounded so cold and calculated. Clearly they had done more than that. She realized his hand lay across her stomach and that his face was buried in her shoulder. His deep even breaths washing across her making her shiver at the memory of his touch. He was a demanding lover but he was gentle and giving and made sure she received as much pleasure as he took from her. Why was she so conflicted. He had shown her that he was not leaving anything to chance. He had told her he loved her. So why was she so afraid? So hesitant to give in to what her heart told her was exactly where she should be. She felt his arm stretch across her stomach and grip her hip pulling her towards him as he lifted his body up and over hers. This time she would stop him. They needed to talk things over and that was not going to happen with him dropping kisses all over her face and chest as his hardness pressed up right against her welcoming warmth. "Don't ...say no, ...." he murmured huskily in her ear.... "please ..... don't say no"....he whispered in between his kisses and licks that were making her head swim with want. "We can.... talk".... he sucked at her throat ..."later....all you.... want...". He stopped the wet kisses all over her face and chest and lowered his mouth to her lips and stared into her eyes with such intensity she found it hard to speak. He was waiting for her to give him permission, waiting for her to abandon herself to him. Waiting for her yes. She cupped his cheek and ran her fingers through the softness of his beard that had grown longer somehow. She could feel his hips moving as he pressed into her firmly and she let out a soft sigh closing the space between them. She felt the smile on his lips as he kissed her, biting her lower lip and slipping his tongue in to find hers. He lowered one arm and his hand cupped one of her but cheeks positioning her beneath him. He rested his weight on his forearms until he felt her relax beneath him. He lowered his mouth to her ear and in between his breath falling heavily across her neck he told her how beautiful she was, how incredibly sexy she was. "I've never been so aroused by another woman in my life as I am minute to minute with you Alina". She felt fire course through her as his hips gently swayed side to side without him entering her. His arm moved from her bottom to her breast and he traced slow circles around her soft mound until his fingertips rested on her nipple as it hardened to a peak. He looked at her eyes and without wavering from them he lowered his mouth to drop a soft kiss on the hardened tip. "Evan ...... uhhhmmm", he was making her delirious with desire and want. She knew they needed to speak but she couldn't think now beyond the next kiss and touch and breath.