Tainted - Chapter 6

"No one will hear us if you don't make noise," he said, pulling her into the side of the family room. With no lights on, and only the illumination of the corridor lights, she could only vaguely make out the contours of his face. 

"Bullshit. Cael is coming! Why the hell would you do that!?" she attempted to peek out and then turned her attention back to him when he held her by the cheeks. 

"Again. Always Cael this, Cael that. Are you really in a position to be thinking about him right now?" his breath was hot on her lips and her heart sped up, a strain in his voice as he spoke. 

"Is this some kind of ploy to make me miserable? Because I'm starting to think that you--" before she could finish, he bit down hard on her bottom lip and slowly ran his tongue over the area. In all fairness, the sound that left her was only out of shock, or so she tried convincing herself. 

"Oh pixie, you don't know how badly I want to fuck you against this wall so your precious Cael can hear you moan for me" his words hit her deep, right in the pit of her stomach where she had assumed was not meant to be felt. Her legs quivered and that foreign throb between them had her physically feeling it. 

"You want to... what?" nothing in the world could prepare her for that. 

"You heard me loud and clear. This pretty dress you wore for him? It would be a shame if I ripped it to shreds" his grip on her cheek slowly crawled down, lower and lower until it was nicely wrapped around her neck and he was now pressing his full body to hers so she could feel him. 

"You don't want that. You are lying" denial was the most comforting thing right now, a part of her fearing that this man was only trying to make her screw up badly. Instead of an angry reply, Xander smiled, a chuckle deep in his throat that made her twist in shock at how attractive it sounded. She was screwed. 

"Touch it yourself and tell me if I'm still lying" he mused, holding her hand to guide it over to the start of his pants, letting her move on her own from there. 

"Oh, shit" was the only thing she could say to the obvious erection in his pants. 

"Well? Do you think I'm lying pixie?" he spoke right into her ear, teasing the lobe by intentionally brushing his lips over her skin and then coming back to her when his lips found hers again. 

Alexander tasted like everything she didn't expect, a slow and steady kiss, yet this time, he pressed further. Every pore in her body rose, when his hands found their way to her waist to hold her into his broad chest, she should have pushed back, she should've pulled away and cursed him but she didn't. He pressed the tip of his tongue right between her lips, slowly prying between, generously asking for entry that had her fisting his clothes even tighter. Granting access and allowing the man to wrap his tongue around her own, Theia almost let her moans slip. Alexander's tongue was laced with pure poison, and the more she experienced the further it spread throughout her body. That poison, or so she called it, made her weak in the knee a lot more than she expected. 

He said he wanted her, he wanted to fuck her, and he was hard, she could feel his length pressing right into her stomach as he kissed her even harder, this time taking no qualms to devour her mouth like she was his dinner. The kiss was feverish, heated, and so beyond her control that she had lost herself to his taste, knowing it was a terrible idea yet it felt so good. When Alexander pulled back to let her breathe, she had scraped her nails over his shirt and swallowed hard, unsure of what she was going to do from here. He didn't stop there, pecking her lips slowly, then her chin and her jawline, he kissed her neck like he was trying to imprint himself on her. Realizing his intention the minute he bit down on her skin, Theia pried herself away and shook her head at him. 

"No! You're going to leave a mark" she backed away, this time moving closer to the hallway. 

"It was my intention" he stated, keeping their eyes locked as she continued back. 

"Enough! Dinner!" a flush of colour filled her face as she turned and ran off to the bathroom. 

Splashing her face with cold water, she wiped her lips and stared at her reflection in shame. How could she do that? How could she dare to tangle in Alexander's arms knowing well that she was already in love with Cael? They were brothers too, of all things. Christ. She scolded herself mentally yet the entire time, she played with her lip, Alexander's taste in her mouth as she paced the bathroom in worry. He kissed her like a man starved of food, like a man who had not tasted nectar in his life and was desperate for more, and she loved every second of it. Denying it out loud did nothing when she knew that she wanted him to kiss her again. 

Getting out of the bathroom and heading to the dining room, she was not surprised to see Cael already seated and talking with the butler. Next to him was the man who just had her pinned to him with a raging bone, and the dining table was laid out with the most delicious food she had ever smelt. When she stepped in further and announced her presence, both men drew their attention to her, Cael greeting her lightly and Alexander giving her a look that she completely avoided. She didn't glance in his direction, the entire time a slight pang of embarrassment kept creeping into her the minute she thought about what they'd done prior. 

Dinner resulted in mostly Cael talking about his recent work experiences, most of which included his bizarre trip to the Caribbean, while he explained that he hadn't known Coral reefs were alive, and something about tourists destroying the only ecosystem that prevented tsunamis. Theia tried her best to pay attention, she did want to listen, but she couldn't, and that had everything to do with Alexander. The man didn't even attempt to pull his eyes away from her and he was not going to, she was just going to have to accept the embarrassment and live with it, maybe she could bury it along with the kiss they shared a while ago. 

Promptly after dinner had ended, Theia got up, quietly excusing herself and dashing to her room. She had decided to say she was feeling tired from school in hopes that no one was too suspicious about her behaviour. Falling over her bed and holding back a little cry, she ignored the way her entire body trembled each time she thought about it. Instead, she forced herself to sleep, hoping the next morning she could pretend nothing happened and they would simply return to how things were. 

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"Have you convinced your brother yet? We're almost nearing the weekend! Please tell me he said yes" Feya bounced a little on her toes, giving the girl a hopeful look, one that had made her feel extra guilty because it slipped her mind. 

"Umm... I haven't yet... I don't even have clot--" 

"I told you! We get ready at my place." Feya interrupted. 

"Fine fine, I'll text you about it when I get home" Theia already knew she was going to hate having to talk to Alexander about this, especially since she ran the opposite direction each time she saw him in the house. 

"Good! Don't forget me" was the last thing she said before running off.

It was already Thursday, which meant she had to talk to Alexander tonight, especially since it was going to be a very difficult time for her, and if she failed in convincing him, then she was going to have to sneak right out of the mansion and try not to set the alarms off while she did so. She was also going to have to make sure her story was proper so that he would believe her. When she got home, she settled on a shower, homework and a light snack to munch on, then made her way straight to her desk to properly plan how she was going to convince the devil for a man to let her spend the night at Feya's on Saturday. 

Making her way to his office and knocking shortly, there was no response, so she tried his door. Luckily it opened, but once she stepped in, there was no one in it. This room was the first room she had been to when she arrived here and she could still remember the books she assumed belonged to Cael. Now she knew better and as curious as she was to take a peek, she decided against it. Alexander's desk was like she expected, blank, neat and very boring, yet she sat behind it in his chair and played with a pen she picked up from the tray. She wasn't sure if he'd be back soon, she didn't even know where he'd disappeared to, but she didn't care. Five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen and after half an hour, she dozed off. 

Not waking up until a bit later and to the sound of someone speaking, she slowly opened her eyes, gathering her bearings and looking around just as she saw Alexander on the phone, sitting on the couch of his study with several files in his lap and over the coffee table. She remained silent until he was off the call and wondered how he must've reacted when he saw her sleeping in his office. 

"Well, Ms Zelgar? Something I can do for you?" he asked, not once looking at her, but he had already known she was wide awake. 

"Ahem... I wanted to ask for something" she got up slowly, making sure to wipe her mouth in the embarrassing case that she drooled. 

"Ask" 

"Ahem, I would like to spend some time with my friend on Saturday, her name is Feya and we usually have small study dates. This time we were going to study overnight so... I was wondering if I could spend Saturday night at her place" Theia played with her fingers nervously, worst-case scenario he would say no, then she would need to think about how she was going to sneak out. 

"You should know the answer to that" he still didn't look up at her. 

"Listen, I know. I know things are difficult right now, but I promise, it's only for one night." she expected that reaction from him. 

"And I should let you? Why?" another flip of his document as he signed some more papers. 

"What do you mean why? I told you already! How much more selfish are you going to be?" she gripped the top of the couch's backrest when he finally paused and looked over at her. 

"Selfish?" he repeated, his tone dry and his expression suddenly darkening. 

"Of course. It's what you are after all. A selfish, grumpy, mean, shitty bastard, and you--" she had stopped the instant he stood from the couch, her breath in her throat as he walked to his desk to set the files down. Turning around and curling a finger at her, she hesitated for a second but eventually took a few steps towards him. 

"That's quite a mouthful for someone who should be trying to butter up to me instead of cursing me" he stated, waiting until she was in front of him and then casually leaning against the desk. 

"So... You'll let me go?" she batted her lashes and hoped her fake smile would convince him. He took a minute to stare at her before speaking. 

"Well, if I say no, I already know you will try to sneak out, so I'll agree, on the condition" he folded his arms and waited for her response. 

"What's the condition?" she was a bit hesitant to find out. What if he made her do something gross? 

"You call me the minute you feel something is off. Got it?" 

That took her by surprise. He agreed? And he didn't force her into anything weird? Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, she nodded at him slowly, both just staring wordlessly for a second before she looked away first and turned to leave. 

"G-great! I'll let Feya know about Saturday! Okay bye" running out of the study and refusing to look back, she was going to get killed if he knew where she had planned to go. Swallowing the lump in her throat and closing her eyes, she shook the thoughts out of her head and hurried back to her bedroom. She would simply deal with that later.