Warning: There is some Mature Content. If you aren't comfortable reading this than be welcome to skip this chapter.
I was tired after the competition. I convinced the Chancellor to let us go to sleep. He walked us to the hotel where we would be staying.
"If it's alright with you, you are all going to be on the same floor. However you will each have plenty of room as each of you will be enjoying your own private suite." The Chancellor exclaimed.
I'm glad they are private, I don't want to really be seen by strangers right now. We got bombarded by the "paparazzi" again. They really seemed intent on finding out our private lives. I don't know how they can ask these types of questions.
"Are you okay Lorelei?" Elijah asks me.
"I'll be alright."
When we get to my room I pull Elijah in. I don't feel safe without him there. He sits down on my bed and I take in how large the suite is. It truly is giant. They obviously want to have us in their good graces.
"I'm going to take a shower." I tell Elijah as I get up.
Elijah gets up, probably to walk out.
"Can you stay here. I don't feel safe without you." I bit my lower lip.
I sounded like the Galaxy's most helpless girl but I truly did want him to stay.
He smiles and sits back down on the bed. I grab Pajamas out of the vanity dresser. When I eventually find the bathroom I take in my tired persona. My hair is matted down against my neck from sweating during the competition.
Dirt clings to my skin making me look almost homeless. I peeled off my uniform and take a cold shower. It wakes me up and I don't feel like I would fall asleep standing up anymore.
At least that is good. I wash my hair and it feels soft for the first time in at least a month. I forgot how good a cold shower feels. The last shower I took I had it really hot because being out in the wilderness it seemed I couldn't find heat anywhere. The temperature keeps dropping on Cambaar. I'm a little worried. Right now it's at roughly 45 °F.
Pretty cold in my opinion. Probably since for 14 years of my life I lived with the temperate 70 °F. However the scientists back on Cambaar don't think the temperature will drop to much lower so at least that is good.
When I got out of the shower I got into the Pajamas I had and brushed out my long tangled hair. I put it up into a bun since I can't handle wet hair down my back.
When I got back Elijah was lying on my bed looking bored. When he saw I had gotten out of the bathroom he shot up and looked at me. I sat down next to him on my bed.
Elijah was looking at me and it made me blush. He looked so content sitting there with me that my heart flooded with how much I loved him in that moment.
"You are so beautiful." He murmured.
"No." I hugged my knees to me.
He gently pulled my arms from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. His arms came around me and I felt so warm in his arms. I leaned my head against him. He captured my lips in a breathtaking kiss.
My mouth was open from gasping and he took that as an invitation to deepen the kiss. I felt like I was melting in his arms. I loved him so much.
I suddenly got an idea that was bad. It was such a bad idea but I wanted to do it. I untangled my hands from his hair and shoved him against the bed frame. I then kissed him quicker and sloppier. Elijah was stunned for a minute.
He smirked against my lips when he realized what I was doing. I started pulling at his army jacket and he shrugged it off. I discarded it somewhere in my room. He ripped my shirt off and suddenly I was exposed.
I had the sudden urge to cover myself. He was gazing lovingly at my figure.
"God, Lorelei, you are so so beautiful." He whispered as he buried his head in my shoulder. He began to nibble slowly and I bit my lip to stifle a moan.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" He questioned.
I wished he would stop talking.
"I'm serious Lorelei, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." He pulled out of my arms.
I wanted him back, he needed to come back so I don't feel so exposed.
"If this isn't what you want I can go back to my room." He answered quietly.
I nodded my head.
"I need to hear you say it."
"I want you," I lowered my voice.
He grins a little and moves closer again. He scoops me up and sits me on his lap. Instinctively my legs wrap around his waist. I buried my face in his neck and began nibbling the sensitive skin underneath his ear.
"God, Lorelei you drive me crazy." He murmured into my ear as he pulled me even closer.
I struggled to pull off his shirt and he unbuttoned it for me. His washboard abs continued to surprise me. I stopped for a second to gaze. Elijah saw what I was looking at and smirked.
"Like what you see Lore."
I laughed at little lowering my head. We feverishly undress each other. Elijah is so gorgeous I can't help but stare. Elijah then moves and pins me to the bed. The question was in his eyes.
Are you sure you want to go through with this?
I've never wanted anything more. I nodded my head and he kissed me on my forehead and moved.
The entire night was pure bliss. Elijah was gentle with me, thankfully. I loved every bit of it. When we were entirely worn out we fell asleep. I was exactly where I wanted to be in that moment in time. Elijah was placing butterfly kisses all along my jawline and neck when I fell asleep. I don't know when he went to sleep but I assume it was sometime after that.
He still had me in his arms and I felt so safe there with him. I loved this boy so much. Every little thing.
I woke up to something weird. At first I thought Elijah had turned on a light but he was barely stirring beside me.
I could tell he was dreaming because his eyes kept moving underneath his eyelids and he continuously murmured my name quietly.
When he woke up he shook me a little.
I opened my eyes pretending like I had been asleep. He kissed me gently and got up and I felt cold. I slipped out of the sheets and pulled him back.
"Lorelei I have to go back to my room before anyone notices I'm gone." He told me kissing my forehead.
"Let them find out." I smirked as I pulled him back into my bed.
When we fell back into the bed he began kissing me and we restarted what had ended earlier. It was every bit as amazing as before.
After I woke up again I didn't want to be awake. I opened my eyes anyway because I couldn't feel Elijah next to me anymore. That's when I saw the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Golden light was pouring through the curtains over the large window.
I turned to Elijah with a big smile on my face. He looked kind of very hot with his wavy hair that I messed up last night.
"Want to open the window?" Elijah asked me.
I beamed as I got out of the bed and pulled the curtains aside. The golden light was so beautiful as it crossed the new sky. The clouds were painted pink and the sky was a light shade of blue.
It looked like one of Elijah's paintings. The golden sunshine painted across the Ocean as well. It looked like the Ocean was glitter. Elijah hugged me from behind and held me while I took in the scene that seemed straight out of a fairytale. He seemed very possessive of me and I can't say I don't enjoy it. I relaxed against him and he held me tighter.
"Is this what Cambaar looked like before the sun set?" I asked Elijah.
The sunshine was in his eyes turning them into gorgeous bowls of honey. The golden light seemed to be cascading from the pink clouds, I wonder if he is going to paint this.
"This is what I imagined the sun rise to be like. It kind of looks like the sunset to be honest." He told me.
"Oh I wish I could have seen it with you." I told Elijah.
"You and I can watch it tonight." Elijah promised looking deep into my eyes.
Elijah then goes into the bathroom. I follow him. He is trying to fix his bed head, in vain. There is no fixing it, however I still think his hair looks good with the natural waves. I looked at him closely and noticed he had a big bruise on his waist.
I put my hand on it gently and it directs his attention to the bruise.
"Did I do this? Last night?" I asked, regretting the answer.
"Don't worry about it love." He kissed my head.
I feel awful, I wasn't careful enough and Elijah's side paid the consequence. Then I looked at myself in the mirror. All down my neck I had love bites. Elijah was looking at me now. However he wasn't looking at the love bites. He was looking at the bruises up and down my arms and waist.