Filed To Story: Kidnapped by My Mate Novel (Belle & Grayson)
“And if they try to keep me away from you, I’ll burn the world to the fucking ground.”
I stared at him in shock. A moment of silence passed between us.
Then, as if he said nothing at all, he pressed his nose back to my cheek, continuing to rub it against me as he hummed in contentment.
Well, okay then. Time to change tactics, I guess.
“If you don’t get out of my bed in the next five seconds, I will knee you in the balls so hard, your future children will come out deformed,” I stated.
Ace stopped moving his nose against my skin. The temperature in the room lowered significantly.
With an unsettling slowness, Ace leaned back to look at me, tilting his head and narrowing his eyes. “I thought you knew better than to threaten me, Doe.”
Usually, I did. I guess I had some sort of self-destructive urge this morning.
I swallowed my nerves. “Five,” I started carefully.
His brow rose at the challenge.
“Four…”
He tugged me closer so our faces were right up against each other, our breath mixing. He was trying to intimidate me. I sucked in air, determined not to back down.
“Three,” I continued slowly. “Two.”
Ace watched me closely, seemingly unbothered by my countdown. In fact, he almost seemed to be enjoying himself. This only infuriated me further.
I shifted my leg back, preparing to strike.
“One.”
Ace latched his mouth onto my throat.
I moaned in shock, immediately gripping his hair without thinking, my back arching, causing me to press my body closer to him.
I should have known it was going to happen. It was Ace’s preferred method of turning me to mush, although he had many other techniques.
He knew I couldn’t focus on anything but his lips when he kissed, licked, and sucked on my throat.
He started doing this when we were around fourteen years old. Every once in a while, he would pull me close without warning and start kissing my neck, effectively setting my body on fire.
What’s worse is that he wouldn’t stop until he left a hickey, sometimes several, refusing to let me go no matter what was going on around us.
My throat had been permanently covered in small bruises for three years.
The first time he did it came out of the blue, and I had felt shocked, ecstatic, and then mortified. In that order.
We’d been sitting in his living room, watching a movie, when, all of a sudden, he was on top of me. I don’t think he’d ever touched me in a way that could be considered sexual before that.
The most embarrassing part, though, was that I had acted like a complete nutjob the moment his lips touched me. I’d moaned and pushed up against him, encouraging him, just like I was doing right now.
It had ended just as suddenly and confusingly, with Ace pulling away and turning back to the movie, acting as if nothing had happened.
Later, when I asked him why he had done it, he just shrugged. I could never get a real answer out of him. It was a little heartbreaking.
I couldn’t stop blushing around him for a month after that, and my parents didn’t look me in the eye, so obvious was the big, purple bruise he had left on my neck.
Although, I was grateful they never said anything. That was not a conversation I wanted to have. How could I explain that my best friend was giving me hickeys when I didn’t understand it myself?
But with time, I didn’t think it was so weird anymore. It’s the way of people in Embermoon.
Ace’s behavior made me pay more attention to others, and I would often see people licking each other, including friends. It was their way of showing affection.
It didn’t mean Ace was interested in me in the same way I was interested in him, even if it did send my body into overdrive and steal all coherent thoughts from my head.
And so, whenever it happened, all I could do was wait for the delicious torture to end and hope I didn’t embarrass myself too much in the meantime.
Ace nudged me with his head as he continued to kiss me, silently encouraging me to tilt my head to the side. I did so, giving him better access to my sensitive skin.
He was working on his favorite spot today. While all the other bruises he gave me came and went, Ace never let the space where my shoulder and neck connected go without a hickey.
It was probably because he knew what it did to me. Any time he so much as breathed on that spot, something in my brain short-circuited, and I became a puddle in his arms.
And, boy, was he taking advantage of that knowledge today.
I gasped when his tongue dipped out of his mouth and glided over my skin.
He hummed in approval and continued with his ministrations, pulling me closer to him with one hand while the other swept over my waist, around my butt, and over the back of my thigh.
He hooked my leg around his hip, which caused his knee to press up against my crotch. My eyes widened but I couldn’t bring myself to move away, overwhelmed as I was by the sensations.
We had never done anything like this before.
And I liked it. A lot.
Something in me shifted. Warmth seeped through me, and wetness pooled from my core, surprising me. I was desperate for more.
Ace’s mouth paused on my throat. He inhaled deeply, then whispered, “Finally.” He tightened his grip on my hips until it was almost painful while still sucking on my throat.
Slowly, almost as if testing the waters, he tilted my pelvis down, gently grinding my crotch against his knee.
Electricity shot through me. I gasped.
Ace grinned against my skin and repeated the motion again and again until we had an easy rhythm going as we gyrated against each other.
It took me a moment to realize what exactly he was doing to me and why it felt so good. He had found my clit and was now dry-humping me against him, rubbing the pulsing nub against his leg.
Heat arrowed down to the juncture between my thighs, leaving throbbing pleasure behind. I bit my lip to keep my moans in, even though I knew he hated it when I did that.
“Never keep your sweet noises from me,” he always said. “I want to hear it when I make what’s mine feel good.”
Noticing my silence, Ace squeezed my hips in warning. I dropped my lip from between my teeth. He continued to guide my body against him, rocking me, and the whimpers came pouring out of me.
Why didn’t we start doing this a long time ago?
Because you’re just friends, you idiot! ?the voice of reason said in my head. ~This doesn’t mean the same to him as it does to you!~
Our hormones are just getting the better of us. Yeah, that’s all this is. Dumb teenage hormones.
At that realization, I froze. Oh God, what was I doing? I should not be doing this with Ace. At least, not until I worked up the courage to tell him how I really felt about him.
Ace growled against my throat when I tried to stop pressing down against him like my body so desperately wanted. My body screamed at me in protest.
Ace left open-mouthed kisses up the side of my neck until his lips were next to my ear. “Are you disobeying me, Doe?” his smooth voice whispered, causing tingles that reached my toes.
“I didn’t hear you say anything,” I replied breathlessly.
Ace didn’t hesitate to explore the thin fabric of my panties as he glided his fingers across my butt and squeezed me roughly. I felt a blush redden my cheeks.