Chapter 6

Toby cuddled me in his arms, holding me tight, and I sighed in bliss as I was completely blanketed by his body. I closed my eyes, ignoring how my body was tingling as I felt him against him.

I wanted to jump him or melt into him, but it was taking all of my strength not to do that.

His touch distracted my wary thoughts as he stroked my hair gently, his chest vibrating as he hummed the tone of a song I had no idea of, and I settled on his chest, the soft thud of his heartbeat luring me to sleep.

“Are you still going tomorrow?” His voice pierced through the still air, and I opened my eyes, but my face was pretty much buried in his chest, so my sigh was muffled.

“Yes.” I whispered in a soft voice, afraid to disrupt the peaceful ambience. He made a low noise at the back of his throat, and we descended into darkness, each of us in their thought.

“Do you have to go?” Toby asked, and I released a small breath, tired of answering this question. My mind was already made up, and I was not going to change it for anyone.

But he needed confirmation, and I was going to give it to him.

“Yes, I have to.”

“Alright.” Another silence; only this time, it was suffocating, making it difficult for me to draw breath, and I was sure there was something in the air as I continued to blink back tears. “Goodbye.” He croaked in a voice I couldn’t recognize, and that was my undoing.

A lone tear escaped my eyes, and I was sure he perceived the salt, but I made no effort to clean it up. Instead, I tightened my hold on him, holding my closer than ever, wishing I was melding into his body.

There was no need pretending again; enough of the hard girl exterior.

This was the real me, and I was going to miss my mate.

I heard the soft smack of his lips as they opened to talk, but I beat him to it because if he said anything now, I was sure I would succumb to it.

“Please don’t ask me to stay.”

“Maddie, I…”

I took a long sniff to control the flow of mucus from my nose, and I continued while I still had my sanity. “Don’t ask me to stay, Toby, because I won’t. If you truly love me, you would let me go.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything.” He replied too sharply, and like a sharp sword, it pierced straight to my heart, but I did nothing to soothe the pain.

I deserved it.

“It is unfair.” Toby whispered in the same hollow voice that tugged at my heartstrings, but I only tightened my hold on him.

“I know.” The words were at the top of my tongue, but I couldn’t bring myself to say them. Instead, we continued basking in the silence that was gripping us in the throat.

It was too quiet, and I hated it because the voices in my head became so loud, drowning out my thoughts.

Right now, there was only one thing I could think of that could silence those voices, and I didn’t want to think; I just did.

I raised my head up, meeting his eyes, and I did what I have always wanted to do.

I kissed his lips, a rather chaste one, with our lips just brushing, but the contact was enough to silence those voices in my head.

I allowed myself this little moment, just feeling his lips moving against mine, and when I had taken my fill of him—the voices, a thing of the past—I slowly left his lips.

But who was I kidding? I was awakened by the demon, and it had no intention of letting me go. Instead, Toby tightened his hold on my waist, pulling me towards him.

And he dipped his head down, connecting his lips to mine and taking charge. His lips moved against mine, claiming me with such passion that made me weep.

The sparks flew from everywhere our bodies met, his touch igniting a passion as deep within me.

And like a switch, the warmth was gone; the blanket that had been shielding me was ripped off, and my eyes flew open, my lips set in a pout, annoyed by his action.

But somehow Toby had maneuvered himself, and he was hovering above me, but I glared at him with a flushed face.

‘What did you do that for?’ My eyes were saying, and the man's lips curled up in a smirk as if he understood, and he leaned down until his lips were just inches away from mine, his eyes fixated on mine.

“I wanted to watch you come undone.” He whispered, and the effect was instantaneous; my pupil dilated, and a sharp exhale left me, very similar to a moan if you would ask me.

Against my will, red stained my cheeks, and I shifted my gaze from his eye to the ceiling above him, the dresser, anywhere but him. I couldn’t bear to look at his eyes, which were stripping me of every rational thought.

But Toby wasn’t going to let me go scot-free, and he held my jaw with his thumb and forefinger, keeping my gaze on him, and I flushed under his gaze, not used to this brazen Toby.

However, he didn’t give me any space to think before he took my lips again, kissing me with a roughness that left me breathless.

Never one to be a dull partner, I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him even impossibly closer, and I kissed him, matching his energy.

What started as a chaste kiss was growing heavy, a lot of bold caress down my thighs, and I bless the goddess for wearing the pajama shorts.

Toby ground his hard-on on me, and I threw my head back, releasing a loud moan as the friction was making me crazy with want, and I reciprocated the gesture, spreading my legs wide to allow him access.

“Maddie.” Toby groaned, my name, a prayer on his lips, and he held my legs apart, thrusting into me even while clothed.

His nose flared as a dribble of juice dropped down from me, staining the shorts I wore—it was a sin to wear pants to bed—and he looked down at the mess I had created, his gaze burning through my shorts.

I squirmed under his hold, wanting nothing more than for him to bury himself inside me, and his pupil dilated as if he heard my plea.

“Are you sure?” His voice was breathless, his mouth slightly opened as he took in air, and I swallowed, amazed by this beauty in front of me.

“I want you, Toby, and I can’t hold it anymore.” I moaned in a sultry voice, taking my lower lips between my teeth and biting them gently, but the action had not gone unnoticed.

“Fuck.” Toby groaned, his fingers digging into my thighs as his control tethered and I opened my legs wide. With a flick of my fingers, my claws came out, and I held the damn shorts, tearing them apart.

I felt a little tug in my heart as it was my favorite short, but it was standing between us. And I knew I made the right decision when I heard him hiss.

“Maddie.” He swore with his eyes closed, taking a long sniff, and when he opened his eyes, every trace that it would be love making flew out of my head.

He fisted himself, his hands moving about the length in slow, torturous motion that made my mouth water, and I nodded my legs, letting him know I was ready.

His lips parted for a smile, and his finger was on my clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves gently, making me wriggle on the bed.

The pleasure that racked through me was enough to distract me from the dull pain I felt as he broke the barrier cry, but his mouth was on my lips, swallowing my cries.

Toby leaned down until he was pressing on my naked body; somehow I had lost my shirt too, and he began to thrust into me.

Long, slow, torturous thrust, reaching every part of me, and I held him tighter, spreading my legs for him, my eyes closed as the pleasure began to build up.

His finger had never left my clit; instead, he increased his pace, his fingers working on the pleasure bud while he continued to pound into me.

I whined, unrecognizable sounds leaving my throat as the pleasure was becoming too much to handle, and I was sure I would combust if I didn’t let go.

“It is alright; come for me, baby.” He whispered in my ears, and his words were just the right trigger for me, because I threw my head back, screaming his name even as I let go.

I opened my eyes slightly in the midst of the chaos, watching his face contort in pleasure; the image burned in my mind, and I knew I was never going to forget this memory.

His thrust was becoming short and jerky as he reached the end, and with a final thrust, he painted my insides with his seed, moaning my name.

And fuck, that was the hottest thing I have ever heard. Toby collapsed beside me, careful not to hurt me, and he held me even as his cock continued spurting inside me.

His lips were close to my ears, so I could hear his voice, and I couldn’t miss his whisper.

“Please stay.”