Chapter one: A nightmare wedding (Part two)

Continued from the previous part....

"Come in" I said and watched as the door swung inwards, exposing the person behind the door who was most certainly not 'Room service'

My mouth immediately went dry, my legs shook underneath me as the ghost of my past strode into my bridal suite and shut the door soildly behind him.

What the fuck?!

Kain turned to me, a wide smile on his face "Long time no see Elly"

From across the room, I could see the changes 12 years had brought on Kain Griffin. He was buffer, more muscular, his pitch black hair curled around his face like a noir curtain, his cold, dark eyes had a few smile lines around them. He still sported that gold nose ring that curved around his left nostril snugly, his cherry red lips pulled back to expose his perfect pearly teeth in a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

He took a single step forward, drawing my attention to his clothes. He wore coal black suit with a crystal white dress shirt, a few buttons were undone, exposing his smooth tanned chest that I used to love sleeping on.

It was official, Kain Griffin was still sexy af

"Look at you" he spoke again, his deep baritone rumbling through me "All sexy in that fucking dress"

I took a step back, trying and failing to regain my composure "W-w-what are y-y-you doing here?" I managed to stammer out.

"Its quite obvious Sweetheart, I'm here for a wedding" he pointed a long, slender finger at me "Your wedding"

I took another step back, almost stumbling over my stilettos "You can't b-be here"

He scoffed "This isn't private property El, that means I can be here"

He stepped closer, his long legs eating up the space between us. He was close enough for me to get a whiff of his scent, it was still the same, Musk and spice.

I felt my stomach tighten, my panties becoming damp. Fuck! How can he turn me on with just his scent?

I saw his eyes trail over my face, stopping on my lips before dipping down to my cleveage.

I felt my nipples harden under his gaze and I silently cursed myself for not wearing a bra.

He sucked in a breath, his voice low and husky "Fuck, You look so fucking good"

Slowly, I took a step back, trying to put some space between us and calm myself down "Why are you here?

He answered, his gaze still locked on my cleavage "Must we go round in circles Elliott? I'm here to attend my ex-wife's wedding" he paused and grinned, his eyes finally meeting mine "To watch her get married to the man of her dreams" he tilted his head questionably "He is the man of your dreams right Killa?"

That nickname, that fucking nickname "Don't call me that" I whispered.

"Why?" He replied, stepping even closer "Answer the question"

Restrained anger I had bottled up for so long burst forth like a broken dam and I felt my fists curl, my composure was back and I let out a low hiss "Fuck off Kain"

I don't have to be nice to him or polite. He doesn't deserve my courtesy.

He chuckled lowly "Uuu! I love it when you curse in the same sentence as my name" he chimed, grinning brightly. Suddenly his grin fell, his face now neutral, his eyes black and barren.

"Don't marry him" he breathed, his intense stare sending shivers down my spine.

He was staring at me the same way he stared at me the day I left him.

"What?!" I uttered in disbelief. He did not just say that?

Before I could even blink, his hand had shot out and yanked me to him, his arm an iron band around my waist. I opened my mouth to scream but his hand clamped down on my mouth.

I struggled against him but he just chuckled darkly and tightened his grip, bending to whisper huskily in my ear "I'll be so fucking good if you don't marry him, I'll be a good little boy and do all the things you like" he paused and placed the tiniest of kisses behind my ear, sending a shiver down my spine "I'll eat your pussy and suck on that pretty little clit until you lose your voice from screaming" I felt him smile against my face "you want that don't you?"

Past carnal thoughts started flooding my mind and I felt my body react to his dirty words, my panties grew wet, my clit throbbed and all I wanted to do was feel his thick, long, hard dick that was pressing against my stomach right now, deep inside me.

"You do remember what my tongue can do, don't you Elly?" He said and I felt my clit give a powerful throb that almost paralyized me. I could never forget Kain Griffin's magical tongue.

I almost moaned when he started brushing his lips against the sensitive skin of my neck, I could feel the chill of his piercing and his hot breath.

Suddenly reality snapped back to me.

What the fuck am I doing?

I bit down on the hand covering my mouth but he didn't even flinch, he just continued brushing his lips against my skin.

Fight! My inner voice screamed.

I struggled against him, resurrecting my long forgotten strength. I brought my hands up, ripping his hand from my mouth, shoving at his chest until I was able to jerk out of his grip

I was panting, from the blinding anger slowly overtaking me. I managed to hiss, jabbing my finger at the door "Get out Kain"

He lowered his empty hands, flashing me a roughish grin "There's my Elly"

I jabbed again, crazy with rage "Get the fuck out!" I screamed.

I watched as his grin fell, his hands curling into fists. He was angry.

Slowly, he turned and stalked to the door, one hand on the knob, he turned back to me and stuck out his pierced tongue, winking playfully at me "Think about my tongue baby girl"

The door slammed and he was gone.