Sixty-Three- Raining bullets

Chloe didn't intend to, but she immediately started to laugh after Nathaniel made his suggestion in a very steamy way. Taking a step back, the man wore a very confused look as her chuckle became harder as seconds flew.

"Uh... Chloe?" She bent, her hands on her knees for support as her laughter filled the air some more. "Are you okay?"

Chloe gave a small nod in between the now intensified laughter which was now making her back hurt a bit. Nathaniel gave a short, cautious chuckle before he asked, "Did you hit your head earlier?"

She shook her head.

" Then what is funny?" Standing straight as she already had the outburst under control, though her lips still wore a grin, Chloe reached for Nathaniel's arms and wrapped them around her waist. Still looking curious and a bit worried, he asked, "Are you fine?"

"Yeah, I am."

"But you randomly started laughing. Do you need to get your head checked?"

"I am not crazy Nathaniel. Don't mind what you just witnessed." Truthfully, Nathaniel's question earlier had made her recall the one time she witnessed her brother trying to seduce a girl. It was so hilarious, she couldn't stop laughing about it and teasing her older brother about it.

As Nathaniel's hands brought her closer, she could not help but smile some more. It sure was nice that she could laugh again on the thought of her brother. But that didn't mean she was backing down from her quest. She was definitely going to find the truth. No matter what.

"We should get your back treated." She agreed with a nod. "But we'll do that in a very fun way." His hot voice was back and Chloe felt shivery all over.

"Fun way?" He smiled and released her. Quietly, she watched as he walked towards the small freezer that was tucked in a corner of the room with an empty rack beside it. After he grabbed what seemed to be a cup full of ice, he reached for a nearby switch and soon, the room was dimmer and the mood was instantly set.

As her mind traveled back to few hours ago when he made her feel so amazing amidst the fresh air and whistling grasses, Chloe found herself unwilling to pull back. She wanted more. It was as though the man had unlocked some crazy, starved being inside her.

And that part of her wanted more of the man.

When Nathaniel was finally facing her, he approached with the cup of ice in one hand and his other hand... well, it was working on taking his shirt off. When he got to her front, he pushed the cup into her hands and without warning, he scooped her off the floor with a single arm and had her straddling him.

The cup stayed safe in between their chests in a way and Chloe just went on to get rid of his shirt for him. The man sucked in his breath as the cold glass made contact with his skin.

Looking up at her with intent, he soon began to walk them towards the bed and Chloe just had to acknowledge how strong he was. She said nothing, but her hands did the talking as they ran through his biceps as carefully as possible. When they arrived at the end of the bed, Nathaniel leaned closer and tilted his head such that his lips were approaching hers.

Already excited, Chloe closed her eyes and waited for his soft lips to fall on hers. It never came. Instead, the cup in between them disappeared and her back hit a soft, bouncy surface.

Her eyes snapped open and she smiled to hide her disappointment. After setting the cup on a stool beside the bed, Nathaniel reached for the messy bow she had made when things went haywire back at home and he pulled it swiftly.

Chloe's breath seized for a second as his fingers which felt a bit cold to touch found the sides of her laps. He didn't tease her there like she had expected him to, but the feel of his fingers as he went all the way up made up for that. Soon, her gown was halfway off her body.

With the end of her gown now covering her face, Chloe awaited his next move as she didn't bother to get rid of the covering.

Something felt extremely cold against her navel and Chloe found her hips bucking towards the air as an entirely new kind of pleasure shot through her system. What she guessed to be an ice cube ran across her skin slowly and soon, she could really that Nathaniel's lips joined the tour in a way that made her want more.

His tongue now poking seductively at her navel button, one of his hand went to her waist side and soon, he began to knead as gently as he could and Chloe was just impressed.

A small moan escaped her as the chillness came again just when his fingers found the spot that troubled her.

"It is fun, isn't it?" His voice vibrated her belly and she felt so melted. Nodding even though he couldn't see her, Chloe arched her back even more so his hands could work their magic on it. "We need to take care of your back properly." The covering on her face had shifted, so she could catch a glimpse of his face which shined in the dark lights.

Following his lead quietly, she was soon lying face down and her back was exposed. From a point on her slopy back, Chloe could feel Nathaniel's fingers gently rubbing and by the time he resumed a full massage, she was more than relaxed.

Soon, his slow, regenerating touch became the very thing that made her feel more than loved. And it was also the very thing that drove her into deep slumber, the kind that brought peace to a human.

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Her dream about a unicorn land was interrupted by a loud bang.

Chloe sat up instantly and wore surprise on her face when she saw that Nathaniel was still asleep. She then wondered if she had misheard the sound.

Staring curiously into the night through the French door, she listened carefully for any slight movement from the other side of the door. There was no doubt, Chloe thought as she sensed a footstep or two, there was definitely someone in the house.

She was about to get down, grab the side lamp as a weapon and surprise the Intruders when glass shattering noise filled the entire house.

Nathaniel jolted awake and murmured something that sounded like, "Fetch me the the goat."

The frown that came upon Chloe's face in reaction soon disappeared as gunshots undoubtedly filled the air. She was about to move when Nathaniel dragged her into his chest and said, "You should stay here. No, you know what?" He got down and carried her out of the bed in a bridal style and laid her on the cold floor. "Lay low and make sure not to move. I'll be back."

He didn't give her a chance to speak neither did the increasing gunshots sounds. Soon, the door closed and she was left on the floor, in an oversized shirt. Chloe knew she had to do something, but discretely.

And she was going to start by reaching for the lamp she had earlier wanted to grab. So, she began to crawl cautiously towards the other side of the bed. But she never made it as the glass door came shattering and an object flew right into the room.

Staring at the dangerous mess on the floor, Chloe soon noticed the object that flew into the room was a pistol and its sight delighted the woman. As she carefully moved towards the firearm, she caught a glimpse of a shadow and that shadow didn't seem so friendly. So, while faking ignorance, she reached for the pistol, engaged it, shifted to the right in an attempt to dodge and at the same time, pulled the trigger.

And the man who had the end of his gun directed towards her fell and soon, red liquid mixed with the crystal like smashed glass.