10 "Don't listen to a word I say"

His lips were sloppy on hers, the connection never breaking as Mack shrugged his jacket off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Kai's shirt was to come off next, joining their discarded clothes in a pile. Mack's knees hit the back of the bed, sending her body tumbling into the sheets and soon joined by Kai's.

His hands were everywhere and nowhere, exploring her body as if they hadn't just fucked in his car. They both froze at the sound of bang from downstairs.

"What was that?" Mack asked, frightened.

"Nothing. Probably just the wind." Kai dismissed, leaning down to leave kisses all over her neck. Another bang.

"Kai." Mack scolded, pushing him off her and sitting up. Bang bang bang. She looked to Kai, who held a finger up to his lips and slowly climbed off the bed, throwing her his shirt which Mack was quick to put on. He crept to the door, but not before quietly pulling something out of his dresser drawer. The small stone confused Mack, even more so when it began to glow orange in his hand and his face contorted with pleasure. He opened his eyes again, discarding the stone.

Kai wandered down the hall, the stairs letting off creaks as he walked down them. The shadow in the kitchen was illuminated by the pale moon light, outlined in silver. It raised a hand, walking forward so it's face was in the light.

"Malachai. I was hoping to find you." A deep, almost familiar voice spoke. "You're father - our leader - still chooses to let you live, an abomination. Someone like you should have never been born, let alone allowed a life." Kai's hand was raised too now. "Phasmatos Morsinus Pyrox Allum Phasmatos Morsinus Pyrox Allum Phasmatos Morsinus Pyrox Allum" the figure began to chant.

Kai doubled over, clutching his head in pain and screaming loudly.

"If Joshua won't kill you, I will." His voice was menacing, Kai was on so much pain he couldn't muster the words for a simple 'ves matas'

Then the pain stopped. Kai slowly looked up from where he was hunched down on the floor. What he saw shocked him, Mack was wrestling with the witch, trying to get him away from Kai. But she was overpowered, and the witch soon had her slammed against the wall with a hand around her neck. She kicks and scratched but he didn't let up. Kai raised his hand, anger seeping into his expression.

"Motus." The witch flew back and one of the cupboards, causing a loud crash when some pans fell from the shelf above. Mack's head smacked against the wall as she fell, her vision soon fleeting and the last thing she remembered were the shouts of Kai and the stranger.

...

Confused. That's how Mack felt when she woke up. Confused at why she was in a bed. Confused as to whose bed and whose room. Confused about what happened. But worst of all, confused about what the fuck Kai did. Mack's attention was captured by the door handle slowly turning, revealing a sympathetic looking Kai holding a damp washcloth when it opened.

He slowly walked to the bed, sitting on the edge carefully. The pieces were suddenly together in her mind and Mack began to remember what happened.

The attack. The strange man chanting. Kai crumpled on the floor screaming. Being shoved against the wall. The man flying off Mack without being touched. Smacking her head on the stone. Mack sat up, sitting against the headboard and looking at Kai, who was yet to say a word. Before he could, Mack spoke up.

"How did he do that? How did you do that?" The look in her eyes was frantic, confused, and it only made Kai pity her more. He was dragging an innocent girl into his life. His crazy, fucked up life. He let out a sigh, raising the damp cloth to her fore head and started to clean the blood away. Mack clinched as it made contact with the wound lining her temple, but let him continue.

"I'm a witch. So was he." Kai blurted, not really expecting her to believe him. But she did.

"So it was magic?" Mack pressed, almost unfazed at the fact witches were real. Being told she was a werewolf yet to trigger some painful curse one hundred percent trumped finding out her best friend was a witch. Kai nodded, not looking the girl in the eye and instead focusing on her wound. "And Jo?"

"Yes. My whole family are." Kai confirmed. Mack slowly nodded, processing the information. Then a new question dawned on her as her mind wandered to what she has heard from the top on the stairs.

"That man, the witch, he called you an abomination, he said that your dad should have killed you. W-why?" Kai let out another sigh, lowering his hand and looking at his lap, unable to meet her eyes.

"I'm different. I don't have my own magic, I can only absorb it - siphon it - from others." He looked up at Mack, relief spilling over him when he realised her eyes weren't full of disgust or fear like everyone else's always are.

"So the rock?"

"Had magic in it. It's my emergency supply that I convinced Jo to give me."

"Why did you have to convince her?" Mack was genuinely curious. It didn't seem like a bad thing.

"M-my dad, he thinks that siphons are wrong, unnatural. He doesn't like my siphoning, let alone from my siblings. They get in trouble too if they give me magic." He confessed, looking back at his lap again. Mack frowned, cupping his face in her hands and bringing his head up so she could look in his eyes.

"Your not an abomination. Not to me." Mack whispered, rubbing her thumbs soothingly over his cheekbones. Kai closed his eyes, letting out a prolonged sigh before curling his fingers around her wrists before pulling her hand away from his face. He dropped them into her lap, standing from the bed and walking into his bathroom and discarding the cloth into the sink. He walked back into the room, looking at Mack with tears forming in his eyes now.

"Tell that to my dad." He said, turning around and pulling his shirt over his head. Mack gasped, shocked at how she hadn't noticed the criss-cross of scars littering his back, some paler than others, some smaller and some bigger. Some looked newer, some looked older. She stood tentatively, her hand hovering over his back before she brushed her fingers over the raised skin, tracing the lines. Kai's eyes clenched shut as he tried to hold back tears, before he turned back around to tower over Mack.

"Why aren't you scared of me?" The question sloped from his lips in a low voice, one that could only be described as menacing to anyone else. But not Mack. She shook her head, looking down to their feet before looking back up again.

"I have secrets too, you know." She laughed, resting her hands on his chest. Kai's hands slipped to her waist, pulling Mack closer to him and resting his forehead against hers.

"Really? The innocent nerd has a deep, dark secret that's as bad as being a witch? Do tell." Kai smile was back, but it was small and genuine, not his usual cocky smirk. Mack's lips dropped slightly, closing her yes she took a deep breath before opening them again and looking straight into Kai's.

"I-I'm a werewolf." She stuttered, moving to walk away when Kai didn't immediately respond. He tugged her back to him, tightening his grip on her hips. When he started laughing she felt embarrassed, pink flushing her cheeks. Mack couldn't look at him, avoiding his eyes until Kai grabbed her chin, tilting her head to look at him.

"I'm sorry. I just- those are real?" Kai asked, bewildered. He knew there were probably other things than witches, but he never guessed it was werewolves lurking out there. Mack nodded, inhaling and exhaling deeply.

"I haven't triggered it yet, so I don't have to turn. But I will. One day."

"When?"

"When I kill someone." She whispered.

"You make that sound like it's going to be inevitable." Kai's brown knitted together. Mack sighed.

"I get angry easily. It's like when someone annoys me, my body wants me to kill them."

"You never seemed the angry type." Kai confessed.

"There's a reason I have no friends. A reason I don't talk. The less people I interact with, the smaller chance I have at getting angry enough to do something stupid."

*smut ahead*

Kai nudged Mack's nose with his, brushing his lips over hers as his lips flicked between them and her eyes.

"I guess we're both cursed, in a way." He breathed, before kissing her with a passion she had never felt before. His hands slipped down, cupping her ass and lifting Mack. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, gasping as he squeezed her ass. Kai took the opportunity to snake his tongue into her mouth, running it over her teeth and finally settling with languid strokes over hers.

Kai moaned into the kiss when Mack tugged at his hair. He backed them to the bed, dropping Mack into the covers and climbing over her. His kisses turned to her neck.

"M'gonna fuck you so good, baby." Kai murmured, trailing down her body until he reached the neckline of her shirt. Mack sat up to pull the fabric over her head, before Kai continued kissing down her body. Her breasts, naval, just below her belly button until he reached the place she needed him most.

He hooked his fingers into her panties, dragging the lace down Mack's legs and throwing them to the floor.  He stared at her pussy with a hunger, licking his lips and spreading her legs apart with his hands before diving in. He lapped around her clit, flicking it with his tongue before enveloping it in his mouth and sucking. He never broke eye-contact with her, the way his plump lips plucker around her clit making Mack moan loudly and throw her head back against the pillows. Her hands shot to his hair, fisting handfuls and pulling.

Kai moaned into her for effect, tracing her slit with his fingers before plunging in and curling them upwards, immediately finding her spot.

"F-fuck! Kai!" Mack moaned, her thighs trying to snap shut but Kai held them open. He pulled away, spitting on her clit and groaning as he watched the saliva drip down her cunt. She shivered, moaning at his words when Kai mumbled against her clit:

"You taste so fucking delicious." He delved back down, eating Mack out loudly, as if he was a man starved and she was to be his last meal. She came as his fingers curled once more, clenching her walls and bucking her hips up. Kai pulled away, tracing her lips with his wet fingers before smashing his lips to hers. Mack could taste herself, moaning at her sweetness.

"Let me make you feel good." Mack whispered, palming Kai through his jeans and making him groan against her lips. Mack flipped them over, leaving a trail of kisses down his chest - just like he did to her - before she reached his pant line. She helped him kick his jeans and boxers off, wrapping her hand around his length and pumping him slowly.

Mack kitten licked the tip, before taking him into her mouth and bobbing her head. His top hit the back of her throat and he moaned her name, throwing his head back. She kept going, gagging when he hit her throat.

"Fuck, babe. Take it deeper." Kai moaned, holding her hair in a makeshift ponytail and guiding her head down further around him.

"That's it, fuck, just like that." Her nose brushed against his pelvis, Kai's hips bucking up. Tears were on her cheeks and Kai was moaning praise.

"Good girl, just a little longer." After she gagged one more he pulled her off him, pulling her up to kiss her. While they kissed Kai rolled them over, so he was on top on Mack with a knee between her legs and an arm next to her forehead, keeping himself propped up. His other hand held his length, running it through her folds and collecting Mack's arousal on his tip.

"So fucking tight." Kai moaned, starting to thrust into Mack at a fast pace. She clutched his biceps, digging her nails into his skin. He welcomed this sting, thrusting even faster. The hand not supporting him trailed down to Mack's clit, rubbing rough figure of eights and trying to push her over the edge.

Kai felt her walls tightening around him and dipped his head down to suck at her neck, leaving a purple spot near her collar bone and one in the spot behind her ear that makes her gasp and squeal. Mack came screaming his name, and Kai quickened his pace still, chasing his own release.

"Kenz, fucking hell." Kai groaned, burying himself inside her to the hilt and collapsing on top of her. Mack's fingers ran through his hair, their breathing heavy and a thin layer of sweat coating them. After coming down from their highs, Kai rolled off of Mack onto the bed next to her, a grin on his face. He looked to the side, to see Mack starring at him with dropping eye lids and a lazy smile. Kai pulled her into his chest, Mack's head leaning on her shoulder and her leg needing over his waist. He played with her hair while she slowly drifted off, the heat from Kai's body giving her comfort.