Chosen For Life

Chapter 16

Sunday, May 14th, 10:02am

I woke up to the sunshine on my face, pulling the covers over my eyes. Catching of whiff of Makari's scent, I pressed blanket onto my face, breathing it in. I was never going to get sick of that smell.

I looked to my right at the open bedroom door, the smell of food filling the room. My stomach grumbled as I sat up from the bed. I had been here for 2 days now, spending ever second I could with Makari. Jaxon and Ariel crossed my mind every now and then, but I would just ignore it.

I swung my legs off the side of the bed, placing my bare feet on the hardwood floor. I made my way out of his room, walking down the stairs. "Ah!" I screamed, as Makari jumped in front of me, wrapping his arms around me. I giggled against his him, smacking his arm. "Don't do that!" I whined, as he pulled away to look at me. "My love, I am a demon, you know." He said, a wide grin on his face. "No, actually, I had no idea!" I said sarcastically.

"Hmmm." he hummed, pulling me in for a kiss. I pushed his face away, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet," I said, laughing. Makari rolled his eyes at me, "I've tasted worse," he said, "trust me." I cooperated this time, as he pulled my face close to his, planting his lips against mine. He pulled away from me, licking his lips, "Gross." he said, winking at me.

I rolled my eyes as I walked to the kitchen, the smell of food was overwhelming my nose. I snagged a piece of fruit and plopped it in my mouth, scanning the table full of breakfast food. Makari entered the kitchen after me, grabbing a plate for me and himself. "You didn't have to do this, you know," I said, grabbing the plate as he handed it to me. He laughed, "Who said I did it?" he joked, piling his plate with food. I rolled my eyes, "I can't believe you actually have a maid."

He shrugged again, "She's nice." I placed some of the food on my plate, following Makari as he sat at the dining room table. It was long, way too long for just 2 people, but we used it anyway. Makari and I ate, sitting in silence for a while.

"So, what's this whole thing about you needing sex to survive? Are you not like...dying...right now?" I asked him, swallowing my last bite of food. He shook his head, "I tend to do a better job at controlling the hunger then most," he said, "So it's not as bad as other incubi make it seem. I've used a lot of my time to train myself to not need it as much so I could control myself around you." he said, taking another bite.

My eyebrows furrowed as a look of confusion crept onto my face. "Why do you want to control yourself around me?" I asked, curiously. It's not that I was professional at sex, anyway, so I didn't mind waiting. But, I knew that sex was almost like food for him, so I didn't want him to feel deprived.

Makari looked up at me, wiping his mouth with a napkin. His grey eyes were bright in the sunlit room. "You're my soulmate, Leila." he said, "It's not that I don't want you, I'm just afraid. Afraid of hurting you just because I lose control. I felt the way your body reacted just 2 nights ago, and that was hardly anything for me. I'm willing to take things slow until I feel that you can handle it." he said, his eyes not leaving mine.

I nodded slowly, processing what he had just said. "Well, do you not do anything in the meantime?" I asked him. He chuckled, and looked down at his food. "We have sex clubs," he said, "And sometimes I go there. I've never had sex with anyone there that's memorable enough for me to go back for enjoyment. It's just so I can...well, live." he said. I couldn't help the bit of jealousy I felt wash over me, though I had no reason to. This was his life, and I just needed to get used to it.

"You should bring me sometime, if you want I mean," I said, as he looked back up at me. "It could be fun-"

"Absolutely not." he said, cutting me off. I stopped, and began to chew on my lip. "Why not?" I asked him, bringing my knees up to my chest in the seat. "You're human." he said, his eyes becoming soft, "We need human to survive. If any Incubi or Succubi even got a whiff of you, they would pounce, and I don't really feel like causing a scene at a sex club." he stated, firmly.

I couldn't fight the small smile that creeped onto my face. To hear that Makari was protective over me brought butterflies to my stomach.

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah, you girls and protective boyfriends." he said, standing up from the table. He grabbed my plate and walked back over to the kitchen, placing them in the sink.

"What?!" I exclaimed, "It's cute." I said, standing up from the table. I walked over to him, hugging him from behind as he stood in front of the sink. He turned around to face me, looking down into my eyes.

"It may be cute, but I'm serious." his voice was low, and his eyes were hard as they looked into mine. "The thought of anyone putting their hands on you makes me want to kill them." He told me. "I understand," I replied, "But you don't have to worry about that, okay? I'm with you." I said, resting my head against his chest.

He shook his head. "Don't forget that you're the daughter of a King, Leila. You have enemies that you don't even know, that are you enemies by default. Any sign of your existence is a risk-anything that's a risk to your life-is a risk I'm not going to take." I rolled my eyes, groaning. "You sound like Jaxon." I said, pulling away from him.

"Jaxon? Your guardian friend?" Makari asked me, as he crossed his arms in front of him. I nodded, "Yeah. All everyone talks about is my safety. No going here, I can't show my face there, I can't breathe here. Like, its more exhausting to hide from everyone than to just live my life." I whined, leaning against the island across from him.

"That's why all he talks about your safety, so you can live." he said, frowning at me. I sighed, looking down at the hardwood floor, "Yeah, I know." I mumbled.

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5:34pm

We didn't do much for the rest of the day, other than goofing off in his house. We attempted, keyword attempted, making different types of foods and desserts. It was more like race to see who gets the fire out first. I knew now why he had a maid.

Makari talked to me more about incubi, Proserpina, anything I didn't already know. "You know," he said, stretching his arms over his head. We were sitting on the balcony outside of his bedroom, I was facing him with my legs over his lap, as he faced the view of the city. "I used to never be able to control it," he said looking at me," "The hunger, I mean. If anyone even stood too close to me, it was like a lightbulb lit up inside me. I was turned on like that," he said, snapping his fingers.

"Anyone?" I asked, smirking at him. Makari shot me a side eye, "Yes, anyone." he said, as he began to massage my knee. "There's no sexuality among our kind, it's just sex. Doesn't matter who you get it from, you just crave it." He said, looking back to the view.

"So, when I was around 98 years old, I was fucking nonstop. Humans, incubi, succubi, didn't matter. I got a lot of shit for it from my Dad though," he said, chuckling. "It was "immature" of me, being the prince and all. So I toned it down, and had to fight it when people would come to me for it," he said. I nodded, though I didn't really understand it. Sex wasn't something I was ever super interested in, at least, not until Makari.

"But even after all of that, after all the time I've had to train myself around you, I'm not sure how much control I really have now that you're here with me," he said, giving my knee a tight squeeze. He turned his head to me again, as I looked into his eyes. "What do you mean?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"It's easy to ignore the temptation with others, its never anything that sparks me any interest. But, with you, it's like..." he said, a frown growing on his face as he tried to get the sentence out. "I can't describe it. I just feel drawn to you. And anytime you're near me, all of that control I've taught myself to have is out the window."

I watched his hand as he began to caress my thigh, his hand creeping farther up each time he brought it back down. That same throbbing feeling between my
legs arose again, and I looked back up at Makari. "Don't control it, then." I said, softly. I felt my heart begin to race. I didn't really know what I was asking for, nor if he would give it to me, but I wanted it nonetheless.

He shook his head, letting out a sigh. "Be careful what you wish for, my love." he said, placing his hand on my knee again. I thought back to what Mitra told me, how intense sex is with incubi.

"I know what I'm wishing for," I said, reaching for his hand. I slid it back up to my upper thigh, locking my eyes with his. I watched him as he clenched his jaw, his eyes becoming dark.

"Fine." he growled.
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i'll never be able to leave cliffhangers bc all i do is sit and write smh