Lyra’s POV Time seemed to slow to a halt, but his words still echoed in my mind. I tried to shake it off, but no matter how hard I tried, it felt like it had imprinted in the back of my mind. “This is just the beginning”Hell, if someone else had told me that, then best believe I would have taken that as a threat to my life and nothing more. I wasn't sure I actually believed the saying that words really mattered, just as much as the context they were said I'm, but right now, I believed it . Xavier had promised me something more than what I'd just given and best believe I was looking forward to it like my life fucking depended on it. He held my gaze after that, even if it was just a second, but I saw all the way and desire in the world I never thought was possible for one human, and the moment his mouth claimed mine again, I knew he wasn’t lying.He kisses me again, and I didn't bother toning down my moan the moment his pulled my bottom lip in between his teeth. The bite stung,
Lyra's POV His mouth was still on mine when I felt it, that subtle pause, the breath he took before pulling away. My lips tingled, still bruised from the kiss and all the others, but the sudden distance stung sharper than any bite.“Oh.” My eyes flew open, catching the shadow of hesitation in his gaze. I parted my lips to speak, but no matter how hard I tried, it felt like the words were stuck at the base of my throat. I knew this was the part where I kept quiet, and probably played it off as nothing, but before I could stop myself, the words slipped out, soft but unyielding.“Okay.” I shook my head slowly. “It's okay.” “What’s wrong, Lyra?” he asked, his voice rough, almost wary. “Is everything okay? You can talk to me, you know…” “I didn’t want you to stop,” I whispered, my chest rising too fast, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted out. I wasn't sure I'd been this shy in front of him before, but today's level was almost too much, even for me. “I wanted you to…”
Lyra’s POV The room smelled of sweat, sex, and silence, a combination I never knew I could hate. I wouldn't exactly say hate was the right word, but it didn't diminish the fact that there was still a hint of truth in it as well. When Xavier has his dick inside me and was fucking me like that was his last moment on earth, I didn't think about what was going to happen next. He'd barged in here accusing me, and demanding for answers, but what did he get instead? A chance to fuck me recklessly. I wasn't complaining, don't get me wrong. If anything, I wanted it again. Maybe it was the mirror, or the anger in his thrusts, whatever it was, it was intoxicating, and I couldn't help the way my thighs clenched together at the mere thought of what had gone down a couple of hours ago.If I was being honest, there was no way I could forget what had happened. The mirror was more than enough of a reminder, and somehow, it sent shivers down my spine. I guess neither of us thought about the afte
Lyra's POV The silence between us shattered the second Xavier’s grip tightened on my wrist. His body pressed forward, his chest nearly crushing mine into the wall, and I couldn’t tell if I wanted to slap him or pull him closer. Xavier on the other hand, actually made the choice easier for me. I was still reeling from what I might do, when his lips crashed against mine. Unlike the other times I've kissed him, there was something different about this one . It wasn't just tinted wiff hunger, it tasted angry too. His tongue deeper into my mouth and I had no other choice than to part my lips, just to grant him access. With his lips still on mine, he inched closer, pulling flush against him like he was burning and I was the only thing that could cool him down. I wanted to fight back, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't. He nipped at my bottom lip with so much fervour I had no idea when I let out something I between a gasp and a moan. I felt him smile against my lips, and
Lyras POV I’d barely managed to peel myself out of the council chambers with my dignity intact, and still my chest ached like their words had been hammered into bone. If you asked me, I wasn't sure which was worse being in their midst and actually having to walk back to my room. It wasn't news that the walls had ears here, so I wouldn't be surprised if the news about the council's ultimatum was already spreading, although I wished it wasnt. It was enough pressure that I had to find a way to put an end to the feud between the brothers that had probably lasted longer than I knew each man, and the last thing I needed were done rumors to place an even heavier weight than I could carry. The glances that I got in the hallways weren't helping matters either. I wasn't a mind reader, but I could bet my life that the only reason they were whispering h harshly, was to find out what my little talk with the council had yielded. I hadn't even given them an answer before stalking out of the c
Xavier's POV I'd never been a big fan of mornings, but today was particularly worse. The sun didn't shine as much as it used to, but I doubted it was just that. There was something else in the air. It came with a gloomy mood and a dull cold that affected my mind instead of my body. I tried to shake it off, but in between doing that and trying to push away the one woman that refuses to leave the back of my mind, it was next to impossible. I didn't sleep. Even though I tried to delude myself into thinking that I had, the pain at my lower back said otherwise. I'd spent as good half of the night turning and tossing. My mind wasn't at rest, and the few minutes I got to close my eyes, I was plagued with dreams about Lyra. There were many to choose from, but I remembered chasing her and then shutting her out. Then trying to get her to speak to me again, but she refused to give me the light of day. After a series of events, I eventually woke up with me screaming and clawing at a huge doo