eyes scanned my face, dropping down to my lips as I spoke. The man I loved more than life was standing right in from me, the mask he had firmly in place no longer covered his face. Why couldn’t he see that the person I wanted him to be was the person he was right now?
“Admit what? That you’re making a grave mistake provoking me like this?” Each finger on his hand that was wrapped around my throat sunk deeper into my skin, the flesh aching with the pressure and strength of his grip. Still, the smile lingered. Call me masochistic, but I longed for this side of him. The darker, uglier side. Raising my own hand, I cupped the side of his face. The skin was rough against my palm.
“If provoking you brings out the best side of you, the side that I love most, then I suppose I am making a mistake.” I kept my voice soft, but firm. I had missed out on years of life with him, only to discover him as a new man. Yes, there were secrets that surrounded our entire life and they were threatening to shake the very ground we both stood on, still life was too short to not let him know that I had swum the unbearable waters to find him.
The man I fell in love with was a memory of the man I now loved, still they mirrored one another creating the best person they could be. He needed to come to that realization.
“Don’t pretend… Don’t act like this, like this is what you need in your life. I have the power to destroy you with a snap of my fingers…” He leaned into me, the smell of soap and danger encompassing me. “I crave the blood that runs through your veins, Mags. I crave this…” He pushed me up the nearby wall we’d found ourselves on days ago, taking his other hand and shoving it between my thighs as if to show what exactly it was that he craved.
“Killer!” A male voice pulled us both from the euphoric cloud we were on just as I felt his hardness on my leg. Killer placed me back on the floor as if I was a flame of fire in his hands, burning him alive. Rejection hit me right in the heart, but it mingled with the urge to force him to take me back to our room.
“Did you just have your hands wrapped around her throat?” I blinked my eyes trying to bring myself back to the present, the overhead light of the arena blinding me for a moment. What was going on? Why was Ty yelling at Killer and why wasn’t Killer saying anything? Shoving in front of Killer, I pushed him behind me, well as far as you could push a grown man the size of Hulk. Glancing up I realized just how close to Ty I really was.
My body reacted the same way my emotions did. I took a step back, my back hitting Killer’s hard chest.
“It’s called training, Ty.” I could practically feel Killer’s annoyance vibrate through me and into my skull. “Not something that concerns you really, but I’m sure you’ll find a way to weasel your way into yet another thing in my life.” Killer continued. Anger was etched in Ty’s features as he stared, his eyes darting between Killer and I. I knew he could see the marks that were on my neck, and I didn’t give one fuck about it.
“Don’t you have something better to do?” I countered before he could speak again. Like I said before, Ty rubbed me the wrong way. His actions and the things he said didn’t line up with the person he acted as if he was. Leaders made decisions for the whole team, not just themselves which he seemed to do a lot.
“Have you learned words, or are you just trying to protect your boyfriend?” Ty’s venomous words hung between us. I wanted to lash out, slap the stupid right out of him but even I knew that couldn’t fix him. A growl erupted from Killer’s chest, vibrating through me once more. He pushed forward as if he was going to show him a lesson of his own. I stood my ground, though, placing all my weight against him.
“What Killer and I do is none of your business. Leader or not, you don’t own us.” I spat at him, wanting my words to bruise him
“Admit what? That you’re making a grave mistake provoking me like this?” Each finger on his hand that was wrapped around my throat sunk deeper into my skin, the flesh aching with the pressure and strength of his grip. Still, the smile lingered. Call me masochistic, but I longed for this side of him. The darker, uglier side. Raising my own hand, I cupped the side of his face. The skin was rough against my palm.
“If provoking you brings out the best side of you, the side that I love most, then I suppose I am making a mistake.” I kept my voice soft, but firm. I had missed out on years of life with him, only to discover him as a new man. Yes, there were secrets that surrounded our entire life and they were threatening to shake the very ground we both stood on, still life was too short to not let him know that I had swum the unbearable waters to find him.
The man I fell in love with was a memory of the man I now loved, still they mirrored one another creating the best person they could be. He needed to come to that realization.
“Don’t pretend… Don’t act like this, like this is what you need in your life. I have the power to destroy you with a snap of my fingers…” He leaned into me, the smell of soap and danger encompassing me. “I crave the blood that runs through your veins, Mags. I crave this…” He pushed me up the nearby wall we’d found ourselves on days ago, taking his other hand and shoving it between my thighs as if to show what exactly it was that he craved.
“Killer!” A male voice pulled us both from the euphoric cloud we were on just as I felt his hardness on my leg. Killer placed me back on the floor as if I was a flame of fire in his hands, burning him alive. Rejection hit me right in the heart, but it mingled with the urge to force him to take me back to our room.
“Did you just have your hands wrapped around her throat?” I blinked my eyes trying to bring myself back to the present, the overhead light of the arena blinding me for a moment. What was going on? Why was Ty yelling at Killer and why wasn’t Killer saying anything? Shoving in front of Killer, I pushed him behind me, well as far as you could push a grown man the size of Hulk. Glancing up I realized just how close to Ty I really was.
My body reacted the same way my emotions did. I took a step back, my back hitting Killer’s hard chest.
“It’s called training, Ty.” I could practically feel Killer’s annoyance vibrate through me and into my skull. “Not something that concerns you really, but I’m sure you’ll find a way to weasel your way into yet another thing in my life.” Killer continued. Anger was etched in Ty’s features as he stared, his eyes darting between Killer and I. I knew he could see the marks that were on my neck, and I didn’t give one fuck about it.
“Don’t you have something better to do?” I countered before he could speak again. Like I said before, Ty rubbed me the wrong way. His actions and the things he said didn’t line up with the person he acted as if he was. Leaders made decisions for the whole team, not just themselves which he seemed to do a lot.
“Have you learned words, or are you just trying to protect your boyfriend?” Ty’s venomous words hung between us. I wanted to lash out, slap the stupid right out of him but even I knew that couldn’t fix him. A growl erupted from Killer’s chest, vibrating through me once more. He pushed forward as if he was going to show him a lesson of his own. I stood my ground, though, placing all my weight against him.
“What Killer and I do is none of your business. Leader or not, you don’t own us.” I spat at him, wanting my words to bruise him
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