CHAPTER TEN

Just the two of us

Using my drunken state to my advantage, I tried hard to postpone 'our problem' as I could. I knew that he wanted to bring up the topic, but I was fighting against it. Talking about us is something that still hurts because of everything that happened with Max and Lucy.

Even if I try to deny it, it still hurts till this day. The day I met him, I just knew deep within me the connection we had. Both human and werewolf side, it was something I never felt before. With no one. We used to be so close even though he was friends with my brothers we had something that always brought us together.

It felt as if we were destined to be, even if it was all in my head, I do believe that and I still do. Because how else would you explain that we still feel very much the same as before?

I tried to hate him, I tried to fight it off, but it grew stronger. The connection we used to have is getting stronger by day. We both knew and we need to put it to rest once and for all.

"Alexandra! Get off my table." Max barked out at me as I danced on the table, sashaying my hips to some music inside of my head. I screamed, laughing loudly when he placed me on his shoulders. "We need to talk."

I ignored him as I made my way towards the radio, turning it on. "I love this song!" I blasted the radio, swaying my hips seductively with hands in the air. I rocked my hips down, my hands moving down my body as I danced on my heels. My feet were killing me, but I refused to take them off.

"What? No..." I moaned in a raspy baby voice as I pouted like a toddler making a tantrum, "How dare you? How dare you turn off the radio?" I crossed my arms as I glared at him, tapping my foot down. "It's my house and my radio, it's the middle of the night and my pack needs their sleep."

I rolled my eyes, "Party pooper." I mumbled underneath my breath. "I'm not a party pooper. It's late, you, need a cold shower to sober up and a good sleep."

I pouted, "I don't want to sleep." I sashayed towards him and touched his collar bone, tracing his chest with my fingers. "Max." I glanced up at him, "I'm sorry for choosing my family over you." He sighed, grabbing my wrists as he slid my hands off him.

"I'm sorry too." He walked out of the living room, leaving me feeling confused and hurt. He wanted us to talk this out and he leaves?

I slumped on the couch in disbelieve, my fingers playing nervously with each other as I waited. I waited in the living room for Max to come back but he never did.

Maybe it was for the best, maybe talking it out was not the best option right now. I made my way out of the living room and walked out of the house, my hands touching my arms as the chilly wind brushed softly against my skin; my head tilting back as I stared at the starred sky.

Gosh, why is this so complicated? I don't know what else to do. I feel lost and confused, so many unanswered questions invading my mind and the only person with the answers decided to leave.

I snapped my head to the side when the door opened behind me and sighed, not looking back. I felt his hands on my shoulders, my chest heaving down as I let out a shaky breath. "Why did you leave?" The tips of his fingers caressed my arms as he moved them down, shivers running through my body. "I couldn't stay back there, you know how long I've yearned for us…."

I closed my eyes briefly, his hand pulling my hair off one shoulder as he leaned his mouth down my neck, his nose ran up my neck as he inhaled ad exhaled softly down my neck. "We can't Max, I can't. Not again. Not this way, I need answers." My lips parted as a soft pant escaped my throat. "And you will get your answers but I don't want you drunk."

"I'm anything but drunk Max, you sobered me up." I snapped my eyes open as I stepped away from him, turning around to face him. "I'm really sorry, you're right. I'm selfish. I thought about my pain, about how I felt but I never really thought how you felt."

"We don't have to talk about that tonight." He gave me his hand and I took it without hesitation, walking with him inside. "We both craved for this for so long. I know I did." He walked with me towards the stairs, and I stopped, "Max... I know but..." I trailed off as I glanced up at him, his hand touching my face. "Just trust me."

I stared at him, looking down at his hand before glancing back up at him. I nodded my head loss of words, his hand pulling me along as we walked up the stairs and into his room. I turned around and he touched my face, pulling us closer as his lips met mine.

"I need you Alexa, I never needed you more in my life."

"Don't say a word." I shushed him as I leaned my hands down, rolling up his shirt until I reached his ribs, and he lifted his arms, taking his shirt off. I touched his biceps, the palm of my hands moving swiftly across his chest and down his abs as his mouth moved heatedly on mine.

He touched my back, unzipping my top and I leaned my arms down so he could take it off and wrapped my arms around him, his warm body pressed against my own. I pulled away from his lips, glancing up at him and between us as I unfastened his belt and undid his jeans.

His hands slid down the curve of my back, unzipping my pencil skirt as it slid down on its own down my legs. I slipped out of my heels as he removed his jeans, standing in his boxers. Oh my God, this is really happening again.

Was I ready for him again?

Yes.

He walked us towards the bed, and I stood with my knees on the bed, his hands touching my face as he kissed me slowly, his hands sliding off my face as he touched my shoulders, moving them down my back as he removed my bra.

Sliding it off from between us, I touched his chest, his hands pressing us closer to each other as our lips moved in sync, his warm tongue sliding into my mouth as he went in search for mine. My arms sneaked around his neck as my breasts touched his chest.

He kissed down my neck, sliding my thong off with his fingers until he reached my knees. My fingers tangled in his hair as he leaned us down, removing the thong from my legs. He pulled down his own boxers and slid between my legs, I could feel him on my lower stomach, hot and throbbing.

I parted my lips softly, his own parted once brushing against mine as he slid his penis inside of my burning core. I squeezed his back, my hands leaning red marks on his back as he pushed further and further until my squeezed turned into scratches.

I ran my nails down his back, blood pouring down his wounds. His mouth kissed my neck as I moaned softly, leaning my head down as he kissed the base of my throat. I ran my leg up, placing my foot on the bed as I traced my toes up and down his leg.

My hands squeezed his shoulders, my nails scratching down his arms. Our bodies rolled to the side, my breasts pressed against his chest as our mouths moved in sync, his hands running down my small back, sliding down the curve of my back as he cupped my ass.

He slid his hands down my thighs as he sat up, my knees pressed on each side of his thighs as he kissed down my neck, sucking and nibbling on it and rolling his warm tongue over it while blowing on it. My skin shivered in content, enjoying the feeling Max was giving it.

He held my shoulder blades as he kissed down my collar bone, my teeth grazing down my bottom lip as I moaned.

My fingers gripped his hair, his arms slipping around me as he pulled me closer. My breasts pressed against his chest as my mouth enjoyed the warmth of his, our tongues fighting a heated battle.

He smiled against my lips, and I squealed when he turned me flat on the bed out of nowhere, his body hovering above me as he rocked our hips together, my hands on his lower back as my nails gripped his back, grazing down as I moaned. My hands gripped as they moved up his shoulder blades, my head in the crook of his neck as I kissed his shoulder.

"Max....." He hit the spot that made me cry out as I bit down his shoulder, hiding my cries as I held onto him, tossing my head back. My chest heaved up and down, his lips kissing down my collar bone and cleavage.

I arched my back, my hands gripping the pillows behind me as my perked nipples hardened at the cold wind caressing them, Max warm tongue wrapping around them, making me moan.

I lifted my knee up as I grazed down my bottom lip, his lips kissing my neck as he brushed my leg with his fingertips.

"Max..." I moaned out, his nose running down my cheek as my lips parted.

My arms hooked underneath his as my hands clutched on his shoulders, his mouth planting wet kissing all over my shoulder and collar bone. His big hands moved up and down my back, grasping hard at my frail body. I touched his face, our lips brushing against each other, soft breaths escaping my lips as my hips moved back and forth in sync with this.

The amount of passion between us was unexplainable. The way our wolves connected was insane, the call for one another as we got lost into passion ourselves was unbelieve and so surreal.

His mouth on mine as we kissed heatedly, our tongues exploring each other's mouth. He pinned my hands above my head as he interlaced our fingers. Our heads pressed against each other, breathing down into each other's ears as he pleasured both of us.

Why did it feel so right but so wrong at the same time?