Shattered Skies - Night Waves

by Heather Linn

  “Well then, let me make sure that you can’t stop me Kitty Cat,” There was the look again, the Evil side of Jace.

  I wanted the man in front of me. There was no way to deny it, so I let my mind wrap around the concept of what could happen here, and that just made me feel even more tempted. In one swift move he spun me around. I was no longer pressed against the wall. Instead he was holding me tightly, embracing me and pulling me backwards. The cell felt like it was spinning, my legs were week, my knees shaking, and I was trembling.

  “Take of your clothes Cat,” he ordered. “I want to see what I am about to get.” His demands echoed in my chest, expanded throughout my body and caused my heart to jump.

  Again I was listening to him without question, overwhelmed by my sudden need to please him. Slowly I lifted my top over my head, leaving me in my bra. When he didn’t protest my still covered breasts, I moved on to the buttons of my jeans. I was slowed by the fact that I couldn’t seem to make my fingers work.

  “Faster Cat! I have waited long enough for this, don’t you think?” I was positive that we must be in the cellar alone, because by now, if anyone had been within earshot, they would have come running to see what all the commotion was about.

  “Take your jeans off now! Or I will do it for you, and if that happens, there won’t be anything left of them, because I will tear them to shreds.” He sounded like an animal now, and that was just what I needed.

  As tempting as it was to let him turn his last threat into action, I doubted very much that Drake would buy me new clothes because my old ones got ripped off in unbridled passion. I finally got the buttons on my jeans undone and I stepped out of them, kicking them across the floor. I should have been freezing standing there in nothing but panties and bra, but instead my skin was giving off enough heat to melt ice.

  “Mmmm, I have to tell you Kitty Cat, you are just as pretty standing up as you were lying down, but I think I will like you lying down and tied even more.” Was he serious? My inner voice was really starting to piss me off. Run away you idiot it screamed! What in the world is wrong with you?

  “I don’t know what it is that has your attention Catalina, but it isn’t me, is it?” The way my name rolled off his tongue was enough to drive me mad, but the danger promised in his voice snapped me back to reality.

  “Like I said, I think I would like you better tied up. At least then you won’t have a choice but to pay total attention to me.” There was no time to worry about what he was going to do because before any worry materialized in my mind, Jace was standing almost on top of me with his shirt off, his heaving chest glistening. I really must have been distracted because I hadn’t even seen him remove it.

  “Give me your hands Cat.” No thinking, there was nothing but saying yes in me. I put out my hands. “See, Kitty Cat? Obeying isn’t hard if you just trust me.”

  There was that word, trust. Why on earth did I trust him? I hadn’t known him long enough to trust him. I didn’t care though, the way he was looking at me made up for it. He didn’t care that I loved a monster, and he didn’t care that I was a human. We had both done terrible, horrible things and he didn’t care. Then it hit me. I didn’t care either. Why did I think I was such a monster? I had done what I had to do to make sure I survived. Wasn’t that what everyone was put on earth to do? To survive? And if you were lucky, make a few good memories now and then? I really wanted Jace to become a good memory.

  “Sit down on the floor now,” he ordered and I did as told. The concrete seemed twice as cold against my burning skin and I shivered. “Mmm, such a good little girl,” he whispered, and then he was straddling me, tall and strong above me and I was looking up at him, willing him to tell me what to do next.

  I thought he was going to tell me to taste him since I was at the perfect level to take him into my mouth. The thought of it was so intoxicating that I didn’t even feel him tying my hands to the bars until he gave a sudden yank. He tied me so tightly with his t-shirt that I couldn’t escape from the bonds he had tied, not even if I had wanted to, and let’s be honest, I really didn’t want to escape.

  “I gave you the chance to get away and you didn’t take it; so now you are mine.” He was sitting on top of me, one leg on either side of mine. “You really are a beautiful woman Cat. I am going to show you just how beautiful.”

  His hands were caressing my face and he was kissing me hard again, full of need. He took my breath away. I was kissing him back. I needed to lose control as much as he needed to control me. Perfect opposites, the yin and the yang. I went somewhere else again and he could feel it, because he bit down and hard. I gasped in his mouth.

  “Pay attention to me! Right now I am the only thing in your world that exists, do you understand me? I am your world!”

  I shook my head yes fast, tasting the slightly metallic flavor of the blood coming from my assaulted tongue, which was throbbing violently, but then again, so was every other nerve ending in my body.

  “These have to go. Now!” And with a hard yank my panties were off and my bare ass was on the cold floor. “Hmmm, has anyone ever told you that you have the most beautiful legs? So long and strong.” His words were spoken directly into the delicate parts of my inner thighs, as he kissed and nibbled along one and up the next. His fingers brushed roughly against the neediest part of me.

  I knew that I was wet and ready but I had no idea just how wet until his finger separated me and slid in. “Hmmm, baby girl, I do believe this giving yourself to me is turning you on just as much as it is me. What do you think?” When he pulled his finger out of me and traced my wetness across his lips I lost it, throwing my head back and moaning. No one had ever done anything so kinky to me before and the thought of it was making it hard not to lose control on the spot.

  “Cat, my mother always taught me it was polite to share.” He grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth to his. It was so wrong, so different and so sweet. The taste of myself made me ache for him even more.

  “Take me please,” I moaned into his mouth because at that point I was not one hundred present sure I could even form sentences.

  “Silly girl, still trying to be in charge?” But he did just what I asked, and in one quick thrust, he was deep inside me and thrusting hard.

  There was no romance, no worry that I was going to do or say something wrong. There was just me and him and the amazing feelings that he was causing in every inch of my body.

  “Tell me you want me Cat.” It wasn’t a request, it was an order and when I didn’t speak fast enough he reached up and twisted my nipple causing my eyes to fling open wider.

  “I said tell me you want me Catalina.” I wasn’t about to make him repeat himself again.

  “Yes, Jace, yes, I want you” I was breathless and panting louder with each thrust.

  There was no way he could keep it up much longer. I felt my body began to react. Every new movement from him brought me one step closer to the edge. Before I could stop myself, I felt my body clench. Should I ask him for permission was the last thing that went through my mind before the orgasm took over and I was thrusting my hips up to meet him. Everything in the world disappeared but his eyes.

  “That’s right Catalina, look at me.” He slowed his movements giving my body a second to regain form. “Now it’s my turn understand?” When I shook my head yes right away, I was rewarded with a half crazed smile.

  “That’s my girl. I want you to turn over and get on your knees.” I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to do it with my hands tied and the look on my face made him realize his demand might not work.

  “If I release you, I want you to promise that you aren’t going to try to take control.” I promised him, my voice sounding so needy.

  I was aroused and thinking that this was the best sex of my life. The thought hummed through me and I almost pointed out that Human sex was clearly the best. I decide to save my observation for later. He released my hands. I didn’t realize how tightly my wrists had been bound, until I
looked down and saw they were a lovely shade of purple. I took a second to shake them out and get the blood flowing again.

  “I want you on your hands and knees, now! Don’t make me regret untying you.” I obeyed quickly, positioning myself just the way he wanted me. “I have to admit you are a pleasant surprise Kitty Cat. I didn’t think that you would go with this so easily.” I love the sound of lust in a man’s voice. It makes me need to feel them inside of me more.

  “Yeah me neither Jace,” I thought to myself, while his fingers toyed with my inner thighs, taunting and teasing. I didn’t answer back, deciding that it would probably be safer for me to just moan.

  “You like this don’t you?” His fingers started to explore deeper and deeper. Before I could stop myself, I was moving in rhythm with his hand.

  “Please stop teasing me Jace I need you.” Wow, did those words really come out of my mouth? Because they sounded so pleading!

  That was all it took. Instead of responding with words he pushed into me. His fingers dug into my hips, deeper and deeper. The more passionately he thrust into me, the more I knew there were going to be bruises, and that thought made me open for him even more. If I could just concentrate on the roughness of his fingers rousing my hips, I could get lost again in pleasure again.

  As soon as I got comfortable with his thrusting and strong grip, my body began to relax. The concrete was scrapping my knees, scratching my hands and I loved it. For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged. It wasn’t with Darien, and it wasn’t with Akia, it was with this complete stranger. What was wrong with me? I was enjoying this too much. Even worse, what was wrong with me that I wasn’t feeling guilty about enjoying this? Akia thought I was dead, Darien was probably worried sick, and here I was having the best sex of my life. I don’t know if Jace felt the hesitation in my body or how he could he could have sensed my distraction again, but he did.

  “I am not going to tell you again to give me your full attention.” One of his hands left my hips and wrapped in my hair, pulling my head back so far that I was positive that he was going to snap my neck. “I want to know that you are thinking about me and only me when I fill you.”

  My body convulsed at his words and I was pleasured again, and if not for him holding my hair, I would have collapsed underneath him. He started to pick up his speed and I knew in a minute he would be in the same situation that I was, so I used every last ounce of energy that I had to push back against him hard, letting him know that he was the only thing in the world to me now. One good yank and my hands were off the floor. The hand that just before had been thrilling my hips was now on my breasts, kneading, pulling and twisting. His tongue was in my mouth and as he finished, he screamed my name and then we fell forward, the dirty cold concrete floor greeted us roughly, and we collapsed in a sweaty mess together.

  Did that just happen? I was afraid to move. I didn’t know what to expect when I looked up at him. Was it going to be the Jace that I thought I knew or was it going to be the one that just completely spent my body? When I finally got the courage, I slowly raised my eyes. The look on his face was one of pure horror. Shit, I hadn’t expected that. I thought I was either going to get cocky or sweet. I didn’t expect ashamed and frightened. Shit!

  “What is the matter” My voice was steadier than my world right then.

  “Cat, I am so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t mean for it to happen like that.” Well there was another red flag. He didn’t mean for it to happen. That meant that he really had lost control.

  “I am fine Jace, in fact that was amazing.” There, I achieved the lightness in my voice I was going for. He looked at me puzzled.

  “You liked that Cat?” The disbelief in his tone made me feel like I should apologize for liking. I wasn’t going to let him hear an apology and I wasn’t going to let him pretend that he hadn’t enjoyed what we had done either. When I was sure that my legs would hold me, I stood up. He looked like he was going to shrivel up and disappear into the darkest dirtiest corner of the cell. I did the only thing that I could think of. I bent down and kissed him softly and gently. He was being so tender with me, he reminded me way too much of Darien in that moment. And that was not good, that wasn’t what I wanted. I hardened the kiss just a bit and after a few seconds of trying not to get into it, he responded back matching my roughness. I broke the kiss and we were both panting.

  “Yes,” I said. I loved every minute of it, and in a perfect world we would do it just like that over and over for a long time to come.” He smiled and it was the Sweet Guy smile. I knew everything was OK.

  “Thank you Cat. I really thought I was going to die without feeling passion.” His voice was sincere again and the need and lust were gone.

  “Oh believe me, I should be thanking you,” I said winking at him. “So that is what that was huh, passion? Yeah I think I could get used to that.” But these were just words; I knew there would never be a chance to do it again, yet I also knew that in a different world, if the chance came up again, I would do it in a heartbeat. I had needed to convey that to him, so that he would know all was OK.

  There were no words left to be spoken between us. We gathered up our clothes and we got dressed. My body was going to be so sore tomorrow and I relished the thought because I knew it would remind me of what we had done. I feel asleep in his arms, feeling like a whole person for the first time in my life. I loved Akia and I loved Darien and they loved me, those were things that I knew for sure. Jace, however, was the man that loved me for me, not something or someone that I was never going to be. When my eyes closed for my final night’s sleep, I knew that I was in the arms of a man I could spend the rest of my life with, if the world was the world that our parents once knew. I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. It was the best night’s sleep I had ever had.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  “Seriously? The last night of your life and you slept? Both of you? What in the hell is wrong with you two?” I was so sick of waking up to that man’s voice.

  “I don’t know about you Drake, but I had the best sex of my life last night.” Jace had beaten me to it this time. I felt the color rush to my cheeks instantly, remembering what had happened the night before. Drake laughed out loud.

  “Yeah I am sure she wouldn’t say the same thing if I asked her.” I sat up not even looking at Drake.

  Instead, I willed Jace to do what he already knew he needed to do. He reached into my hair and yanked my mouth to his kissing me hard. When the kiss broke, Drake was less than amused and I was breathless.

  “I am going to have to say he is the best FUCK I have had, present company included of course.” In all seriousness I meant it, so I wasn’t lying. I loved watching Drake get angry. It was an adrenaline rush to know that I had that effect on him, that I could make him so furious, that he could lose all rational thought.

  “I hope that I get a chance to watch Akia rip your throat out, and after, when he is mourning you, I am going to tell him exactly what you just said about this pathetic excuse for a man.” He pointed at Jace. “Get ready we are leaving now.” And once again he turned and left.

  I wasn’t sure how to get ready to die. I stood up with the help of Jace and my prediction had been right, my body was awfully sore. It was the kind of sore that triggered reactions low in my body every time I moved. Jace’s hand was still in mine and he didn’t seem to be planning to let go.

  “Cat, I just want you to know that I’m honored for getting the chance to know you. My life feels complete now and I know that when it ends and is over, there will be no what if’s in my mind. Thank you for giving me that gift.” There was so much I wanted to say to him but I didn’t know where to start and so I never started. The opportunity to further connect with Jace slipped quickly away because regretfully my old habit of keeping silent remained in place, refusing to die without me dying first.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  “So this is it.” I looked at Jace, the man that I had known less than a
week, a human that I would trust with my life; someone like me that understood what it was like to fight a constant internal battle between good and evil. A man that had lived through tragedies worse than me but a man still able to wake up every morning and smile, when I could contest that there were days when I would have rather just stayed in bed. My relationship with Jace was simple. There was no complicated history with him like there was with Darien. Jace knew way more about me then Akia ever would, and as guilty as I felt, as hard as it was to admit it, Jace knew more about me then Darien ever would too.

  What did that really say about me? Jace was the man that I had spent my last night on earth with. Much to my surprise, I had spent my final night giving myself to him completely. Never in a million years had I believed that I would find someone like him. However, just like almost every other relationship in my life, this short lived one was about to be destroyed too.

  I was so scared I was shaking. Jace’s hand never left mine and that was comforting. His hand was warm and it provided me hope as stupid as that was. We were herded together with a bunch of other humans just as Drake had promised. Every detail that he had given us couldn’t have painted a truer picture. The despair and spreading fear radiating from the humans around was were exactly as he had predicted in the tale he had spun back in the cell. Jace’s voice pulled me out of the nightmare in front of me.

  “Listen to me Catalina. I want you to run, do you understand me? If there is anywhere at all where we can find a place to hide, we might be able to wait them out. They might get their fill and get bored. Maybe they will forget all about us, drunk on power and blood lust and they will leave.” He sounded so certain that this was a possibility that I almost believed him.

  My eyes never left his when I gave a small nod to let him know that I understood what he was saying. He was so pleased; he leaned down and kissed me tenderly at first and then more and more urgently as the seconds went past.