All of What You See

“Damn.” I utter, pulling my mouth from hers. I touch my forehead to hers gasping for air and inhaling her desire. Her eyes still closed and face flush she looks like a fall cherub. “Open your eyes and look at me beauty.” I whisper as I kiss each of her eyes. When her exotically violet pupils met mine, I am once again transfixed and frozen. I feel as if I am being transported into the deep recesses of her mind, being privy to her innermost thoughts. A privilege I can tell she gives no one. My own head buzzes with noises and chanting, much like they did the other day at the courthouse, but only this time it’s closer, more prevalent, more determined. “Well shit.” I rumble before taking her lips once more, claiming her once again not for an audience, but for my own sanity. When she clings to me and whimpers, I snap out of it so I can get her under me. “I’m sorry baby. I seem to lose my head when you are in my arms. Let’s finish that and then we can finish this.” “Well who do we have here?” My head pops up to see Ammo, walking towards us and I groan before I can stop it. If there are any of us who gossips like a little old lady it’s him.

“Ammo.” I greet him, trying to give him the backoff stare, but in usual Ammo fashion he smirks and ignores my silent command.

“I didn’t believe it when my side alarm went off alerting the complex to a new name being added to the system. I had to see it for myself.” Great. He is not going to go away until I introduce him.

“Fern, my buddy Ammo. Ammo, this is Fern.” I say pulling her further into me. This asshole has a dick with no conscience.

“Interesting indeed.” he says, holding out his hand for her. Tentatively she gives him her hand and I watch as he attempts to bring it to his mouth. On pure instinct I snatch her hand from his and pull her to the other side of me. It’s crazy, I know. He would never hurt her or poach, but my need to protect her, insulate her and be selfish with her attention is primal. MINE.

“It's like that is it?” he chuckles before turning to leave. “When you are done, we have a meeting in twenty.” as he strolls away, her gaze on him lingers but I can’t read it. It's not desire. It’s almost as if…nah. That would be crazy…right?

Chapter Five

Fern

My mind spends a few more seconds on his friend Ammo that walked away outside. I know my gaze lingered on him longer than I intended, but I was hit by a vision of him, and my friend Diamond and it shocked me. Not because I think they wouldn’t be a good fit; I mean I know nothing about him and who am I to judge. No. What shocked me was seeing Diamond smiling and happy. She has never been one for allowing herself to be open and let anyone in. Seeing her happy is good. “Everything ok?” his breath rakes up my neck as he moves one step behind me with every move I make.

“Yes.” I tell him as we move through the kitchen. My eyes see everything in his house. I process the colors and ambiance, but the tremble of my legs and the heat from his body that is pulled along behind me with every step, like a magnet and a paperclip.

“Is my kitchen what you really want to be looking at, baby girl?” his hands touch my shoulders and everything I thought I knew about myself goes out the window. My eyes close as a current zings through me, the sound of drums beating in my ears. I want to sway to the rhythm pounding in my veins. “It’s not drums, baby. That is my heart.” holy fuck! How did he know… “Jesus. I can smell you.” he groans, licking my ear. My head lolls to the side as I bite my lip, fighting the whiny plea pushing to the surface. I'm crazy. I should be running from this insanity. “Not crazy. We are feral animals on a perpetual full moon baby girl. This is what urgency feels like when you have found your mate.” Oh God. Fuck it.

He spins me as I give in to my body and before I can voice my thoughts I am in his arms, our mouths in an Amazonian mating frenzy, biting, licking, discovering. The zipper of his jeans rubs against my clit, roughly and so fucking fast I see flashes of lightning behind my eyelids. “Yes!” I cry out as desire drips from my pussy down my thigh. I feel myself floating, flying through the clouds. My back hits something soft and then he brushes his hands against my face.