𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

{Plot 3}• CHÅPTËR XIX

Instinctively I wrapped my hands around myself, pulling away. My heart began racing as I tried to regain my breath. I didn't want to relive it, I never wanted to experience it ever again. It was horrific, the way his hands traced my skin. Goddess I felt so unclean, so dirty, so filthy and unworthy. I needed Darius to brand my skin with his touches again, to make me his all over again but Darius saw all that happened and I couldn't imagine how he must have taken it all
"Y-you shouldn't have killed him" I said under my breath as I glared at the floor clad carpet, drilling holes into it. He didn't reply, only attempted to reach for me but when he noticed I wasn't making any move to come into his arms he balled his fists, pulling back.

I knew that pained angry look on his face all too well. He was angry because whether he would tell me or not he wanted to go kill Vandal all over again for causing all this and the pain. The pained look that flashed around the rings of his orbs were a reflection of his deprivation of touch, he wanted to hold onto me, to have me in his arms, to console me. I wanted it too, more than anything but I needed to wrap my head around the gravity of his words. It may have been nothing to him, killing for me. But to me? To me it was a whole lot and I didn't know what to think about it. A wolf's primal instinct is to protect its mate, I understood that but I never thought it to go that far or maybe it didn't go as far as killing. Maybe that was the part of Darius I was yet to see. I always knew there was something hidden away, something buried underneath, something more, much more. The thing that overtook him whenever I was put into question. How dangerous and lethal he became when I was even remotely insulted or disrespected. How he always reacted led me to think there was something that hid just beneath the skin, just beneath his flesh.

And I was terrified, not because of what might be hidden away but because I wanted to know. Because I wanted to find out what it was, I wanted to see it, see that side of him that only his warriors saw. See the part of him that laid dormant. It troubled me that I didn't really care about what he had done, I still wanted him to hold me in those calloused rough hands of his. I still wanted to feel him close to me. I still wanted him near, it didn't change anything, not one bit.

"I don't know what to say" I began, watching as he gazed up at me. His darkened eyes softened with acknowledgement and adoration once they melted into mine. "But you saved me, you came for me" I sniffle.
"I don't know how I feel about you killing for me. I don't want you to go that far, it's not worth it"

"You're more than worth it love. But I'll refrain from killing anyone" he spoke, his gaze casted down. "I'll hesitate next time"

I pressed closer "I trust you"

Immediately the words left my lips Darius tugged me closer to him without hesitation, his lips meeting mine instantly. In that moment I felt cleansed, the itch I had felt to have him possess me. His lips bruised mine, posessive demanding kisses, the exact opposite of vanilla and tender for it was rough, passionate, desperate, needy and filled with want. Everything I wanted. In every stroke of tongue, he delved into my mouth, stroking his tongue over every layer of my mouth and tasting every crevice we expressed the feelings that could never be properly put into words.

His hands wrapped around my waist tightly, leaving no room between us. Our bodies melted together as one, his lips scorching into my skin as he dragged his lips to my jawline, teasingly tasting my skin on his tongue. He swept across to my neck where he nibbled my sensitive spot, my fingers intertwined in his curls. I tilted my neck, allowing him more access as I panted, exasperated. My cheeks were flushed, my lips hung open and my body hot and needy with want.

As his lips devoured my skin, marking what was his I couldn't help but let my mind wander.
I could live with Vandal's death but what swarmed my mind was the thought that I never expected Darius to have a side to him where he'd be willing to kill for me. In a way it wasn't that much of a surprise but actually being in this situation was entirely different. Seeing this side of Darius- his eyes burning with a darkness and deep possessiveness and desire, a promise to do the same to anyone if the need arose was eye opening but I wanted to see that part of him, every part of him. I didn't know a lot about Darius and I wanted to, I wanted to know everything because I loved him and I wasn't going anywhere.

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