asleep in my
lap.
I closed the book and let out a long,
suffering sigh.
“What do you want?”
“Can we talk somewhere private?
I folded my arms across my chest. “Here is
good. Plenty of people around to witness magically forced
orgasms.”
Gerik swung towards me, his face red, his
nostrils flaring. His eyes were white, no slow bleed of colors; it
had been instant, just like his anger.
“I would never hurt you,” He said, glaring at
me. “I was trying to show you what is between us, what more could
be between us if you would just let go.”
Was there something substantial I needed to
let go of? Or was this a metaphorical jump I was supposed to take?
Gerik never made any sense when he started talking about us.
“Why won’t you just trust me?” He spat out.
“And stop blocking me!”
Blocking him?
“Oh, I don’t know,” I murmured, “Maybe
because trusting you would require you not lying to me about things
like SLEEPING WITH ONYX!”
He had obviously prepared himself for this
very discussion. The mention of her name and the fact that I had
started yelling didn’t seem to faze him at all. I tried to reign in
my steadily rising anger, hating that I felt anything at all about
Gerik and his girlfriend when I didn’t want to.
If I agreed to “let go” as he put it, would
he keep her as his mistress?
“What about her?” He asked me, suddenly a
picture of calm.
I huffed. “You tell me? Why did you lie to me
about her? If you want to be with her then just be with her! Why
bother with me at all? I’m not like you, I don’t have magic and the
Gods know how hard I’ve been fighting this thing between us! You
say we are special, Gerik, but what is so special about us? Our
deranged little love triangle?”
“You don’t understand!” He roared, reaching
for me. “It’s so hard having you here and not being able to be with
you! Really truly with you!” Grabbing my shoulders, he roughly
pulled me toward him, until we were nose to nose.
“You’re everything Trinity, EVERYTHING!” He
shook me violently making my teeth rattle. “I need her to… or…I
don’t know...she’s-”
Wearing a tank top today had been an epic
mistake. His hands were on me and heat was pouring through me from
his touch. I fell limply forward pressing my face against his and
moaned. Gerik grabbed my hips and in one swift move brought me
forward, over him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he
stood.
“I’m taking you back to my place,” He said.
“We’re going to finish this. Right now.”
I mumbled something in response, too busy
pulling up the bottom of his t-shirt in order to caress bare skin
to worry about talking.
“Damn,” He growled, as I went for his neck.
“Don’t stop.”
Stop? I wouldn’t dream of it. Gerik was all I
wanted. He was my everything. My life before him was nothing; a
faint memory at best. He was my present and my future. He was my
forever.
“Move,” Gerik ground out harshly. He’d
stopped walking and I wiggled against him, whimpering. Why in all
the Gods was he stopping?
“Looks like Trinity is going to be missing
practice today,” A familiar voice said, laughing.
Something niggled in the back of my mind.
Practice?
Gerik growled loudly, the sound reverberated
through his entire body, vibrating against mine. I mewled loudly,
grabbed his chin and thrust my tongue into his mouth. He responded
immediately.
“How ‘bout I get that door for you Gerik? You
look a little busy?” Several people laughed, causing cold slivers
of embarrassment began to worm their way into my overheated
body.
Suddenly, I knew something wasn’t right.
Then I was falling, falling from Gerik’s arms
and onto his bed. Contact was broken. Oh Gods dammit. I was
furious. More than ready to kill the Viking on top of me.
I punched Gerik in the stomach, hurting
myself and not moving him an inch from his predatory position above
me. Sore now, I cradled my hand against me.
“You’re promises are
lap.
I closed the book and let out a long,
suffering sigh.
“What do you want?”
“Can we talk somewhere private?
I folded my arms across my chest. “Here is
good. Plenty of people around to witness magically forced
orgasms.”
Gerik swung towards me, his face red, his
nostrils flaring. His eyes were white, no slow bleed of colors; it
had been instant, just like his anger.
“I would never hurt you,” He said, glaring at
me. “I was trying to show you what is between us, what more could
be between us if you would just let go.”
Was there something substantial I needed to
let go of? Or was this a metaphorical jump I was supposed to take?
Gerik never made any sense when he started talking about us.
“Why won’t you just trust me?” He spat out.
“And stop blocking me!”
Blocking him?
“Oh, I don’t know,” I murmured, “Maybe
because trusting you would require you not lying to me about things
like SLEEPING WITH ONYX!”
He had obviously prepared himself for this
very discussion. The mention of her name and the fact that I had
started yelling didn’t seem to faze him at all. I tried to reign in
my steadily rising anger, hating that I felt anything at all about
Gerik and his girlfriend when I didn’t want to.
If I agreed to “let go” as he put it, would
he keep her as his mistress?
“What about her?” He asked me, suddenly a
picture of calm.
I huffed. “You tell me? Why did you lie to me
about her? If you want to be with her then just be with her! Why
bother with me at all? I’m not like you, I don’t have magic and the
Gods know how hard I’ve been fighting this thing between us! You
say we are special, Gerik, but what is so special about us? Our
deranged little love triangle?”
“You don’t understand!” He roared, reaching
for me. “It’s so hard having you here and not being able to be with
you! Really truly with you!” Grabbing my shoulders, he roughly
pulled me toward him, until we were nose to nose.
“You’re everything Trinity, EVERYTHING!” He
shook me violently making my teeth rattle. “I need her to… or…I
don’t know...she’s-”
Wearing a tank top today had been an epic
mistake. His hands were on me and heat was pouring through me from
his touch. I fell limply forward pressing my face against his and
moaned. Gerik grabbed my hips and in one swift move brought me
forward, over him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he
stood.
“I’m taking you back to my place,” He said.
“We’re going to finish this. Right now.”
I mumbled something in response, too busy
pulling up the bottom of his t-shirt in order to caress bare skin
to worry about talking.
“Damn,” He growled, as I went for his neck.
“Don’t stop.”
Stop? I wouldn’t dream of it. Gerik was all I
wanted. He was my everything. My life before him was nothing; a
faint memory at best. He was my present and my future. He was my
forever.
“Move,” Gerik ground out harshly. He’d
stopped walking and I wiggled against him, whimpering. Why in all
the Gods was he stopping?
“Looks like Trinity is going to be missing
practice today,” A familiar voice said, laughing.
Something niggled in the back of my mind.
Practice?
Gerik growled loudly, the sound reverberated
through his entire body, vibrating against mine. I mewled loudly,
grabbed his chin and thrust my tongue into his mouth. He responded
immediately.
“How ‘bout I get that door for you Gerik? You
look a little busy?” Several people laughed, causing cold slivers
of embarrassment began to worm their way into my overheated
body.
Suddenly, I knew something wasn’t right.
Then I was falling, falling from Gerik’s arms
and onto his bed. Contact was broken. Oh Gods dammit. I was
furious. More than ready to kill the Viking on top of me.
I punched Gerik in the stomach, hurting
myself and not moving him an inch from his predatory position above
me. Sore now, I cradled my hand against me.
“You’re promises are
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