SHOULD SHE TAKE HIM BACK Y'ALL? COMMENT! GIMMI GEMS TOO!
Kiara pulled her hand from beneath his, his words were stabbing like nails into her heart, he was unforgivably tempting her, coaxing her, leading her right back to him, and she had to put a stop to this before she eventually caved. “Zique stop this. I already told you…I’m done. You’ve hurt me too much.” She dropped her fork, sighing as she did so. “You left me in that prison Zique, left me for her. Did you think it wouldn’t hurt? I was bullied every day, the guard made it his duty to remind me of the fact that I was abandoned, and he was the one to tell me about your ceremony because you didn’t.” “Kiara I…” “No, I don’t want to hear it, I’ve put up with you for too long. I begged you Zique. I told you that I was sorry when you met me at the entrance of my cell. I had been more worried about you than I was worried about myself. ~‘Was he okay?’ ‘Would he hate me?’~ and yet all you could think of was turning your back on me. You left me Zique, I needed you…if not anybody else, I needed
One of Kiara’s legs hung over Zique’s shoulder, the other cocked against the table, leaving her completely exposed to him. His head was between her thighs, his lips doing the unthinkable. She couldn’t hold back her moans, not when his tongue kept rolling around her entrance and teasing her clit. It felt as good as she remembered, even better, and his scent, the very sight of his manly chest, it was enough to turn her on. She could feel slick leaking down her walls…she was wet, for the first time in a long time she was so open and vulnerable in front of him. She wasn’t sure if the decision she was making was the right one, but who could resist his charm? Who could pretend to be deaf after hearing such words? And who could pretend to be blind after looking into those eyes? She knew she couldn’t do it, her heart had constricted so many times as she listened to him and when he kissed her, her poor legs had gone completely weak. His lips were so gentle and sweet, his hands thick and warm
Kiara’s legs trembled as she went down on her knees in front of him, her innocent blue eyes staring up at the hard, thick and veiny thing that was now towering inches away from her face. “Taste me.” Her hesitant hands gripped his thighs for support, her tongue slipping between her lips to lick at the tip. It tasted…Kiara didn’t know how to describe it, but he tasted just as manly as he smelled. It was sweet and yet there was this bitter taste too; something Kiara surprisingly liked. Her tongue slid down the length of it, not knowing what else to do. Her eyes drifted up to stare at Zique, wanting to see if he was just as affected as she was when he did things to her. But his face was nonchalant as he looked at her too…did he not feel anything…? Kiara pulled away from him, licking her lips. “What should I do? I-I want you to feel good too.” Zique bent down, his face coming so close to hers. “You’re so naughty Kiara…” A smirk spread across those teasing lips, his dark eyes sizing he
Kiara’s face pressed against the table as Zique’s hand sunk into her back, forcefully arching it. “Like this, Kiara…” His hand then ran down the length of her back, straight to her thighs, spreading them. “You look so sexy right now…” Kiara felt it when he pressed up against her and his hard on settling at the edge of her entrance surely not going unnoticed to her. Her cheeks flushed even redder, her body mentally preparing for what was about to come. “Are you ready, princess?” Kiara nodded, her legs trembling in need. She wanted him so bad that it ached, and now that it was finally going to happen, now that the pleasure she had awaited was so close, she could think of nothing but it. Her anticipation was at its peak, her desperation too, and the desire was running abundantly wild inside of her. “Hurry up…” Zique leaned down, his body pressing against hers. “You’re being impatient too…” Kiara could hear the smirk in his voice, he was teasing her, riling her up to a point where sh
“I’m…I’m tired Zique…”Zique rammed into her again, hands holding tight to the gloves of her ass as she held onto him with both her arms and legs. “I know princess, this is the last round, I promise…”“Y-You said that a while ago.” Her finger scraped violently across his back, the tears from her eyes streaming down his shoulder. “It’s too much…”Zique sighed, his thrusts slowing to a stop. “I really promise it’ll end this time…I just don’t want to let you go…what if I do only to find out that you won’t want me again after this.”Kiara lifted her head off his shoulder to look at him, her back pressing against the wall behind her. “I will…”“Promise?”Kiara’s hands cupped his face as she nodded. “I promise…”“Alright, you promised…you can’t tell me you hate me anymore, you can’t tell me that you won’t forgive me, you promised…everything has gone back to normal, I can hold you if I want, I can kiss you and you won’t get upset.”Kiara nodded with a chuckle. “Yes, I know. You’re acting so
“I want to talk first…about that ‘them’ you mentioned earlier.” Zique almost faltered at her words and somehow fear started to cave his heart again. Would she accept it? It was a question he couldn’t stop himself from asking. Nevertheless, he took a seat at the edge of the bed, running his hand down his face in frustration. He shouldn’t run from the truth any longer. She was already carrying his child, there’s nothing either of them could do about it now. Sighing he turned to face her. “You’re pregnant…” “M-Me…?” Zique’s fingers twitched, his nervousness becoming palpable. “I know you might not want this or rather, I know you might not want to have my child, but yes…you are…you’re pregnant with my child.” Kiara looked down at her covered stomach, confusion in her eyes. “But the doctor sa~” “The doctor lied.” “Then…Then~” “I know, I was a bastard to you because of that and I’m sorry. Instead of my pack that doesn’t care about me half as much as you do, I should’ve chosen you.
“I won’t tell her.”“Well, I won’t f*cking tell her either.”“It’s better if you tell her.”“Zique can tell her his f*cking self!”Kiara stared at Gabe and Damion, squinting her eyes in confusion. Zique left a minute ago to get her strawberries and she was now in the care of these two. “Tell me what?”They looked at each other, then over at her, both shrugging at the same time. “Nothing…we’re not talking about you.” Gabe grumbled.“I know you were talking about me, you kept glancing my way.”“Well, that’s because…it’s because~”“No Gabe! Don’t let her force it out of you with that pretty look on her face.” Damion threw his arm over Gabe’s shoulder, turning him to face away from her. “We won’t tell you, Kiara!”Kiara tilted her head, delving even deeper into confusion. They were acting weird, weirder than usual. “What’s wrong with you two?”“Ask Zique…he knows.”“But…but…why can’t you tell me?”Gabe pushed Damion’s arm off of him and with a sigh, he took a seat beside her. “It’s nothi
Zique walked into the house, trying his best to totally forget about what Gabe said. Kiara was already his, and more over, she would always be his. Was that why he pitied Gabe?He was five years older than Zique and yet he hadn’t found his mate, and now the first person he had ever showed feelings for was already taken. It wasn’t his fault, so Zique couldn’t really blame him…he probably fell when he least expected it.After all, Gabe wouldn’t be stupid enough to have willingly fell in love with someone he knew he couldn’t have. As he said just now, ‘the heart wants what it wants’, and it was true, for his seemed to have reached out for her.Zique could only hope that what he said after that was just as true ~that it wasn't hard to get over her~ because what else could he do but hope? He couldn’t condemn his best friend, couldn’t shun him…and he couldn’t hate him for something like this either.They’ve been through too much…and that was exactly why he didn’t want to bring up the fact t