by K. G. Reuss
He squeezed me tightly. “I didn’t want to be away from you, Livvy.” His hand drifted to my cheek, tilting my head back as he looked longingly into my eyes.
“I was so scared I’d never see you again. You were gone when I woke up, and I didn’t see you in my dreams.”
“I don’t need your dreams anymore. Now, I’ve got the real thing.” He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. My eyes fluttered shut as a soft moan left my lips. My free hand fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer and closer until I found myself with my back pressed against my locker. A hot sea of yearning washed over me like floodwater, tying my stomach in knots and creating a tingle that took over my whole body. I didn’t know what the feeling was, but I knew I wanted more of it — more of him.
I broke the kiss and looked into his dark eyes, the golden flecks nearly glowing with passion. “I don’t want to spend the day in class, Van.”
His jaw ticked, and his eyes narrowed when I used his nickname. “What do you want, baby?”
I quickly peeked around us, making sure nobody was listening. “I want to spend the day with you — only you.”
The corners of his mouth turned up briefly as he held out his hand. “Come on.”
Without even needing to think, I placed my hand in his and allowed him to pull me behind him as he led us out of the school to a blacked out Jeep Wrangler. He opened the passenger side door and waited for me to get settled before he ran around and climbed behind the wheel.
“Is this yours?” I asked as he put the key in the ignition and turned it over.
“Yeah, just got it. I figured if I was going to be here a while, then I’d need a car and an apartment.”
“You have your own apartment?”
He looked over at me, his dark eyes growing even darker. “I do. Would you like to see it, Livvy?”
I sent him a quick nod as I twisted my fingers together in my lap. I was nervous, but excited. Were we finally going to take that next step? Was today the day I’d finally give up my virginity?
Within minutes, he pulled up to a two-story brick building, and parked the Jeep. He climbed out and thankfully came around and opened my door for me since my frantic nerves caused me to freeze in fear.
As we walked across the parking lot, I couldn’t help but to think about us and our weird relationship. I wanted Donovan with a fiery passion, a passion so strong it was blinding. But being blind was scary. I didn’t know where that next step would take us. And as much as I wanted to share myself with him, something in the back of my mind kept begging me to run.
With a deep breath, I pushed it all away. I was being silly. It was Van. I could trust him, right? He’d always been honest with me and protected me anyway he could. That voice in the back of my mind was just the scared, little girl I used to be. And no way was I going back to that.
He led me up a flight of stairs and paused at a door. I crossed my arms over my chest when he released my hand and unlocked the door. Pushing it open, he stepped aside. “After you.” He sent me one of his sexy grins.
I strode forward, finding myself in a nice, fully-furnished living room. Spinning in a circle, I looked over everything in awe. “I thought you just moved in. How did you manage to do all this already?”
“It was fully furnished. It cost a bit more than an empty apartment but saved me a ton in the long run. Want a tour?” His smile shook for a moment, but he quickly righted it.
“I’d love one,” I breathed out, shoving my reservations aside.
He took my hand and led me into the kitchen. It was stocked with top of the line appliances. A big window next to the table allowed a glimpse out back, and the granite countertops had a shine I could see my reflection in.
He led me around the island in the center, back into the living room, and down the hall. He stepped into a dark room. “This is my bedroom.” He pointed at the far end of the room. “Over there is a walk-in closet, and there’s the master bath.”
With a surge of bravery, I released his hand and sat on the foot of the king size bed, bouncing. “It’s comfy.”
He peered at me from across the room, and I swore I could see fire burning in his dark eyes. “I haven’t slept in it yet. I just rented it this morning.” He began stalking slowly toward me.
I scooted up the bed, flopping back. “See for yourself.” It was practically an invitation.
A wicked gleam lit up his eyes, and a smile tugged at his lips as he jumped through the air, landing on the bed next to me, making me bounce again.
“What do you think?” I giggled.
He gently placed his hand on my cheek, meeting my eyes. “I think you make everything better.” Slowly, he leaned in for a kiss.
My arms made their way around his neck, pulling him closer as I deepened the kiss. His tongue twisted with mine, pushing me closer and closer to the point of begging him to take me. But I was afraid he’d tell me no. And rejection wasn’t something I could handle at the moment. I needed him. I needed his touch, his kisses. I needed everything he was willing to give… and everything he wasn’t.
I had to take control. If I was in control, he’d have a harder time denying me. Slowly, I made my way to his lap, straddling him as my lips continued to move along with his. Reaching for the hem of my shirt, I quickly yanked it above my head, tossing it to the floor. Our eyes met, I could see the battle he was fighting behind them.
“Liv,” he whispered.
“Shhh, don’t deny me, Van.” I leaned down and pressed my lips against his once again, cutting off any protest he might offer.
This time, the kisses weren’t soft and slow. They were hard and fast. His hand came up to rest on the side of my head, tangling in my hair as he pulled me closer. His hands toured my body, squeezing my breasts, then making their way to my back where his fingers got to work on the clasp of my bra.
It popped open, and the straps slid from my shoulders, my breasts spilling out the bottom. His hands pushed the straps down my arms, chunking it into the floor. When my chest was completely free to him, he broke the kiss, gaze gliding downward.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Livvy.” Quickly, he rolled us back over, his hips sliding between my parted legs as his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking and flicking against it with his tongue.
A shiver ran up my spine as my eyes closed to relish the moment. His big, strong hands massaged my breasts while his mouth took turns teasing each perky mound. Slowly, his kisses made their way down my stomach as he pushed my shorts and panties lower and lower.
“I want to taste you, Livvy,” he whispered, his lips never leaving my skin.
I clamped my eyes shut as a breathy moan left my lips from the intense pleasure he was already bringing me.
The next thing I knew, my shorts were dragged from my legs. But he had yet to touch me where I wanted him to. I opened my eyes and found him on his knees between my legs, his hungry gaze slowly taking in each inch of my body. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” His hand touched my knee, gently running up my thigh and squeezing my hip.
“Is this okay? Tell me to stop and I’ll stop,” his voice almost seemed pained.
I shook my head. “Please don’t stop.”
Like he needed my permission, he lowered his mouth to the junction between my legs, his hot mouth licking me where I’d never been touched before. His caress unlocked a loud moan of approval as my eyes closed. As his tongue slid between my folds, my back arched off the bed, and my hips undulated back and forth.
His hands wrapped around my thighs, holding them in place while he continued his beautiful assault on my body. His tongue flicked against my sensitive nub before sucking it into his mouth. With my eyes closed, all I saw were stars and fireworks, unable to concentrate on anything but what he was causing me to feel.
My muscles hardened, and a tingle started to build. I’d never had an orgasm before, but somehow I knew I was about to. And as much as I wanted it, I didn’t want it yet. I wanted my time with him to
last longer — last forever.
His hands released my hips, and he slid his fingers into me. As my body stretched around his fingers, a burning sensation washed over me. I was hot, too hot. My skin felt like it was one fire, and I smelled smoke. But I was lost somewhere in my own body. I couldn’t stop anything. All I could do was lie there, letting the overwhelming pleasure take me where it may.
As his fingers glided deeper inside me, he pushed me over the edge. I called out loud with my release as it flooded over me, drenching me completely. My body was burning and tingling all at the same time, a mixture of pleasure and pain that felt too good to last. I rode out every last wave like I was in the middle of an ocean with nothing but Van as my life raft.
As my body started to relax, the burning eased away, and I forced open my eyes. Van was getting to his knees. He swiped the back of his hand over his glistening lips.
Without thinking, I reached out and tugged his mouth to mine, making his erection press against my bare, wet center. “Van, I need more,” I begged against his lips.
He didn’t argue, but he didn’t agree either. He just let me kiss him as he kissed me back. After several long minutes of kissing, I couldn’t do it anymore. I needed him in ways I’d never needed another person. My hands found the button on his jeans, but he pulled away.
“I’m sorry, Livvy, but we can’t. Not yet.” He almost seemed pained to say the words. He swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“I need you, Van. Just a little more. Please?” I whispered, keeping my eyes locked on his. I didn’t know what was fueling this passion burning hot inside of me, but I didn’t care. I just needed him in ways I couldn’t even understand.
“Livvy, we haven’t been together that long. Let’s not use up all our firsts today.” He was still between my legs, but he held his upper body off me.
“We won’t do it, but… just a little more?” I offered a small smile. Miraculously, he let me unbutton his jeans and push them down his hips. When I reached out and ran my hand over his boxer-covered erection, he let out a hissing breath, and his hips arched into my touch.
His mouth found mine once again, and our kisses were rushed and hard. His hips started grinding into me, allowing me to feel his hardness right where I needed it.
“Can you feel me, Livvy? Feel how badly I want you?”
“Yes,” I whispered against his lips.
“I want nothing more than to slide deeply inside your tight pussy and never leave you.” His hips rolled against me again, making me call out from the tingle that formed in my stomach.
“You’re so wet for me, baby. You have no idea how much willpower it’s taking for me not to bury myself inside you.” His hands held my hips as he rolled his into me again.
“Take me, Van. I know you need me. I can feel how hard you are.” My eyes closed, and my lips parted as another orgasm rose from feeling his hard cock pressed against that perfect spot.
My hands landed on the waistband of his boxers, and I pushed them down, freeing him.
He shook his head. “We can’t, Livvy.”
“I just want to feel you against me with nothing between us. Please, Van?” So much emotion coursed through me. Everything felt heightened. It was almost too much. I was nearing tears. I needed release so desperately.
Without arguing, he allowed his hard cock to slip between my folds but didn’t permit it to enter me. His hips kept moving, grinding against me until my climax broke and washed over me, drowning me once again. He rocked against me again and again, until my release ended, leaving me breathless.
I peered up at his beautiful face. It was painted with need. Without thinking, I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his thick cock.
His breath hissed through his teeth as I moved my hand back and forth, pumping him. He shouted my name. Hearing it slip from his lips in a gasp of ecstasy had me pumping harder and faster. I was mesmerized by the pleasure on his face — the way his brows furrowed together, the way his jaw flexed, the darkening of his eyes.
“S-stop, baby. Not yet,” his voice rasped out. His hand found mine and tugged me away from his throbbing cock.
“Why?” I whispered thickly, wanting to make him feel as good as he’d made me feel.
“Because…” He planted a tender kiss on my lips. “…when I come for you, I want it to be inside you, not on you.”
His words sent a thrill of excitement through me. I leaned up and pressed my mouth to his, our tongues dancing together as we kissed.
Panting, he pulled away from me and stared down at me with lust drunk eyes. “I fucking love you, Livvy.”
“I love you too,” I whispered back before my mouth found his again.
Olivia
“I could stay like this forever,” I murmured, my fingers twined with Van’s. A sweet smiled tugged at his lips as he stared at me, our naked bodies still tangled around one another.
“You and me both, baby,” he answered, placing a tender kiss on the corner of my lips.
We lay staring at one another in silence for a long while. He unlaced our fingers so he could cup my breast, an affectionate look in his dark eyes.
“Van?”
“Livvy?”
“Um… I still feel like this is surreal. I don’t even know what I should be thinking. It’s unbelievable.”
“I know,” he replied, his voice soft. “But I swear to you I’m not a dream. Not anymore. I’m here. And it’s exactly where I want to be.”
“But how?” I ventured, nibbling my bottom lip.
He grew quiet, a pained expression crossing his handsome features.
“Do you want to hear a story?” he asked after a moment.
“Is it your story?”
“It’s our story, Livvy.”
“Yes,” I breathed out, adjusting my body so I was on my side, staring into his eyes.
“Once upon a time…” He smiled at me, his fingers gently brushing my hair aside. “There was a beautiful princess named Olivia and a guard named Donovan.”
“Are you teasing me?” I scoffed at him.
“No. Absolutely not.” He gazed at me with wide, innocent eyes.
“Really?”
“Livvy, what I’m about to tell you is going to sound unbelievable. But trust me, it’s the absolute truth.”
“OK,” I replied, snuggling in to get comfortable. “Tell me everything.”
“I was a guard… To the devil.” His eyes searched mine for a moment as I tensed. I remained quiet, nervous, something churning in my guts as his eyes swept over me. “You were taken by the devil because you'd made a pact with him.”
A heat rushed through my body at the mention of a pact.
“Ruby,” I whispered, the name falling out of my mouth before I could stop it or understand it.
“Yes,” he breathed, his fingers quivering as he stroked my cheek gently. “You made a deal with the devil to save her. He brought you to Hell to be his queen because he was captivated by your beauty. He needed someone to guard you. Protect you. I was assigned the task.”
“Don’t touch her,” I murmured the words, feeling sick to my stomach.
“I couldn’t stop myself. I knew you were it for me the moment I saw you. I knew it was a bad idea. And I’m so fucking sorry, Olivia. I’m sorry I did this to us. Do you remember the last thing you said to me before you were cast from Hell?" He looked at me pleadingly, his dark eyes shimmering, his hand moving to my waist to pull me even closer to him.
My heart thudded unevenly in my chest as my skin grew hotter, sweat beading along my brow.
“Please remember, Livvy,” he pleaded. “I need you to.”
I squeezed my eyes together, blurry images swirling in my mind. Images that made my throat ache and my chest hurt.
“I’ll love you for eternity,” the words were a breathless whisper as I said them. I knew they were true. I knew it was real. A tear managed to escape from my closed eyes. There were only bits and pieces in my mind, but they were there.
When I managed to open my eyes, Van was staring back at me, his face twisted in sadness. He reached out and thumbed away my tears, his own shining in his eyes.
“And I said, ‘I won’t stop until I’ve found you.’ I never did, Liv. I’ve searched for hundreds of years for you, baby. Then there you were. The woman of my dreams. In a dream.” He pressed a sweet kiss to my lips.
“What do we do now?” I whispered against his lips. “I don’t remember a lot, but I remember that I loved you. And I know that I do now.”
“We fight for one another. Just like always.”
“And if he comes for us? Then what?” I ventured, my body quivering with fright.
“Then we fight him too, baby. And this time, we win.”
Donovan
It was nearly 8 P.M. when we finally managed to pull ourselves away from one another. Letting her walk away was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do, but I knew I was slowly gaining her trust and her love.
The school parking lot was dark and empty when I dropped her off at her car. I pressed my lips against hers one last time and watched as she climbed behind the wheel and drove off, leaving me alone.
Happiness and excitement coursed through me —things I hadn’t felt in hundreds of years. It was impossible to contain myself. I had to head back to tell Abe.
When I walked into my apartment in Hell, Abe was already there, yanking on his hair and pacing the floor. “It’s about damn time you got here,” he growled when I walked through the dreamscape.
“Why? Miss me?”
“It’s not me who’s missing you. It’s him. What the hell have you been doing that’s got you gone day and night, for weeks?”
“Olivia,” I answered as if it was the simplest thing in the world. “We’re getting closer, Abe. She’s falling in love with me. Can you believe it?”
His lips turned up into a wide smile. “You’re one step closer, my friend. Soon, you know who will be going you know where.”
I laughed as I shook my head and flung myself down onto the couch. “Why are you pacing the floor for anyway?”
