In Reach?

Later that day

Mira’s POV

The girls and I decided to have a movie night this afternoon, to let loose a bit from all the tension in the pack. So now it is me, Aubrey, Sarah and Liz in the living room surrounded with blankets and popcorn.

Even Liz made sure to finish up all her work and reports to join us. Apparently she doesn’t get to hang out with girls that much.

We decided to go with a horror comedy, and now we’re watching 'Tucker and Dale versus evil'. It really is funny to watch how the stupidity of people lost in the woods gets them killed.

It sort of reminds me of my own predicament right now, and to not be stupid in trying to outsmart people on their own playing field.

Despite everything that happened earlier on in the meeting, it was quite an enjoyable day.

I thought to drink a glass of water before I head back to my room. It’s already late at night, and everybody already went off to bed. Sarah left a bit earlier on, saying she also needs to get back before it gets too late. The house is quiet and dark.

When I get to my room, I open the door and swing it closed behind me as I untie the string-belt of my dress. But I don’t hear the door closing.

I look behind me, and see Liam standing in the door way watching me.

Why is he still up?

“Liam?”

He walks in and closes the door behind him as he makes his way to me.

Just when I try to take a step backwards, he has his hand on my lower back and pulls me into his chest.

“So, secret, huh?”

Oh crap. Is he going to make fun of me now? He can’t just say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ like a normal person?

I sigh, not knowing what to say. It already took all of my strength to say what I had to him, I don’t think I can repeat it again.

“You want this?” I look up at his words.

He looks,…..hopeful. He cups my face with his other hand, keeping me looking at him.

Still not knowing what to say, I just gently not my head. What can I say really? The heat of his body against mine is already making me numb. I’m just glad that he’s holding me.

He shifts his thumb to my lower lip and caresses it.

“Then let’s finish what we started.” He leans in and catches my lips with his.

His kisses are deep and his hands are clinging me to him. It’s like he’s worried I’ll disappear if loosens his hold.

But he does loosen his hold. That’s when I feel him pulling my dress up my body. Our lips part just for a second to get the dress over my head. He takes me back into his hold. I love the feel of his hands on me. He’s leaving those tingly sensations on my body everywhere his hands touch.

He picks me up effortlessly, but too quickly, I wrap my legs around him for support. Still not leaving each other’s lips.

That’s when I feel the bed on my back and he finally pulls back. I watch him stand in front of me, watching me lying on the bed. He takes his shirt off, exposing that gorgeous body and that sexy tattoo. He unbuckles his belt, and before he takes off his pants, he fumbles in his back pocket and throws a foil wrapper on the bed next to me.

In a matter of seconds he’s standing in front of me naked in all his glory like a Greek god. I want to feel him.

I sit up on my knees and crawl my way towards him. I straighten up in front of him and gently hover my hands over his chest, my fingers just gently touching him.

I look up at him as I hear him groan. But he is not stopping me, just staring at me, at my interest in him. So I take advantage of this freedom he’s giving me. I place my one hand on his back pulling him against my body, wanting to feel more of him at once. I take my other hand and trace with my finger the intricate designs of his tattoo on his right peck. Tracing the lines along a shape, which looks like a crescent moon.

I bite my lip, wanting to trace it with my kisses too. I didn’t even realize that I’m already leaning forward and placing my lips on his chest. I’ve already done it, I might as well continue. I start laying kisses all along his chest, going higher and higher to his neck.

I take a deep whiff, loving his scent. That’s when I feel him pulling my bra off of me. He must already have unhooked it. But I continue my kisses on the side of his neck, and something primal in me wants more, more than just kisses. My kisses become rougher as I try to pull him even closer to me. I know he likes it, I can hear that deep growl vibrating through his body, and I feel him growing harder against me.

I graze my teeth against his skin through my kisses, but he suddenly pushes me down on the bed. I’m still shocked with it, I barely get a chance to breathe when he crashes his lips down onto mine.

He knows I want 'this', I know he does too and that he won’t back out. It’s just me and him, and everything else is fading in the background. This is what I wanted, to just embrace this moment of complete vulnerability for earth shattering ecstasy. In this moment there is no one else. He is mine and I am his.

This night, he showed me just how much he wanted me, how much he didn’t want it to end.

He literally ‘fucked’ me to sleep. And for the first time in forever, I fell asleep without a care in the world for anything. Knowing that if the world had to end in that second, I would be fine dying in his arms. He made me feel whole. Like I was nothing and everything at the same time.

‘Mira.’ I hear his voice in my head as I fall asleep.