Chosen For Life

Chapter 21

//mature content//

Friday, May 19th, 9:03am

I woke up before Makari, hearing his soft snores next to me. I slowly slid my way out of his grasp, and stood off the bed. In between my legs was sore, a slight shakiness lingering as I stood up, but I brushed it aside. I wanted to make breakfast for Makari before he woke up. I threw on a big t-shirt that went well passed my ass, and made my way out of the room.

I ever so quietly tip-toed down the stairs, making my way to the kitchen. My excitement plummeted as I opened the fridge, where there were literally 3 eggs, maybe 2 pieces of bacon, and a gallon of ice tea. I screamed internally, throwing a mini fit in front of the fridge, before grabbing the food. I had to make do with what I had.

So I made the eggs and the bacon, luckily finding a box of pancake mix. I had music playing, dancing a little as I cooked. For whatever reason, I had a ton of energy, and I felt like I was on Cloud 9.

Putting the food on a plate, I realized it was really only enough for 1 person, minus the stack of pancakes I had made. I didn't mind though, as I wasn't huge on eggs and bacon anyway. I put two pancakes on my plate, before I let out a yelp, feeling a set of arms wrapping around me.

"Why do you always have to scare me?" I whined, Makari turning me around to face him. His hair was wet and the smell his cologne filled my nose, indicating he was fresh out the shower. He smiled at me, giving me a quick kiss before pulling away, "To keep you on your toes," he winked, until he eyes fell on the food behind me.

His jaw basically dropped to the floor as I stepped to the side, holding my hands out in front of the food. "Ta-Da!" I giggled, as he stood in front of the plates. "You didn't have to do this." he said, faking a frown at me. I rolled my eyes, "You sound like me, " I replied, shoving his arm.

But for some reason, that familiar sensation of the throbbing between my legs arose again. I held my legs tightly together, as I watched Makari digging into his food. There's no fucking way I'm getting horny because he's eating, I thought to myself. The sudden realization that I wasn't wearing any underwear hit me, as I felt a wetness gathering along the high parts in between my legs. I bit down on my bottom lip, trying to keep my composure as I watched Makari finishing up his food before looking up at me. "Are you okay?" He asked me, raising his eyebrows. I waved him off, "Yeah I'm fine! I'm just not super hungry." I lied, but I tried to play it off as best that I could.

He nodded, standing up to push his dish in the sink. I watched as he began to wash his hands, and I decided to go upstairs and clean myself up. "I'm gonna run upstairs and shower!" I called, turning around to literally run up the stairs.

But before I got anywhere, I felt a tug on my arm as my back slammed into Makari's chest. "Did you think you could lie to me, my love?" He asked me, bringing his head to the side of mine.

"N-no, I-" I started, but I couldn't even finish as he slid his hands up my shirt, his warm hands pressing against my skin. "No, what, then?" he asked me, pressing his lips against my neck. "I- I don't know, I just-" he interrupted me, spinning me around to face him. "I thought I made it clear that I could feel how horny you've been getting, Leila." he said, his grey eyes looked like they were on fire, as bright as they were. "Well I didn't want to-" I started, but Makari had lifted me up, sitting me on the island in the middle of the kitchen.

He held my legs open, standing in between them as he brought his face up to mine. "Don't ever lie to me." he growled, before sliding his hand down to my vagina. With two fingers, he began to rub my clit, and I threw my head back as a moan escaped my mouth.