Chapter 18

Miaka’s P.O.V

I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

I was exhausted after everything that happened today, not to mention that even trying to think about anything hurt. Then why couldn’t I rest for a bloody night?

Although I would’ve assumed that the only thing on my mind today would’ve been Rihero and his ridiculous demand…but what I couldn’t get out of my head was Kaleb and the kiss we shared.

The instant his lips had touched mine…everything just…changed.

I brought my hand to my lips, touching them lightly. They felt sensitive to touch and every instant reminded me of his lips.

So, so soft and pink and they had fit perfectly against mine…

How can a person with so many hard angles have such soft lips? Or was it just me overthinking everything?

I wanted to call him, to tell him I…I what?

That I wanted more? I wanted to kiss him again? To feel his lips on mine. To feel him all over me?

To feel his warm hands on my bare skin…to feel his caress and to caress him back. To feel his hands…

A tingling sensation built in my stomach, travelling down to my womanhood. My body ached for something…but what? Why was I feeling so warm all of a sudden? Why did I feel so unfulfilled and empty?

I needed something, urgently! But what did I need?

A knock on my balcony door had me distracted from my thoughts.

“What the…?” I sat up in bed hurriedly and used the air around me to push open the doors, ready to attack whoever was on the other side…only to find Kaleb standing there in his all black attire. “Kaleb? How did you get up here?”

“It wasn’t easy getting past the guards.” He said, his voice coming in pants. “But I needed to see you.”

He entered my room and shut the door behind him, but didn’t step closer. “What did you do to me? Was it your blood?”

“What are you talking about?” I got out of bed and stood facing him in my nightgown. “What did my blood do?”

“I can’t get you out of my head!” He snapped in frustration. “Every time I close my eyes, you’re all I think about. I can’t focus on anything! I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t think! You’re in everything I do! Tell me what you did, because this is driving me crazy!”

“You’re not the only one.” I told him truthfully. “Ever since we kissed…I can’t stop thinking about you either.”

It was hard admitting to a weakness, but I was tired of behaving like the responsible grown-up who had the weight of the world on her shoulders. I wanted to be a teenager for once and I wanted to make this stupid mistake that I might look back at in a thousand years and be proud of.

“Kiss me.” I told him, almost desperately. “Now.”

He didn’t need any further invitation, because the next instant, he was in front of me, his hands wrapping around my hair as he crashed his lips against mine in a desperation that mimicked mine.

I took in a deep breath as soon as our lips met, feeling my entire body light up in sensations I have never felt before. I wrapped my arms around his waist to bring our bodies even closer. I wanted more of this sensation.

This is what I had been missing. This is what I wanted.

I broke the kiss despite every cell in my body protesting…and fell back on my bed. The nightgown I was wearing was thin and satin and it only reached my knees, but I didn’t care. I wanted skin on skin with him, and it looked like he understood.

Kaleb threw off his jacket and then removed his black T-shirt in one quick move, revealing toned abs and a perfectly sculpted body. He might be human, but he was in perfect shape. And then he came over me on the bed, straddling my hips with his hands on either side of my head.

I placed my hands on his pectorals, feeling the firmness of his muscles under my palms as well as the softness of his skin. And then I brought his lips down on mine once again.

I felt his groan of pleasure on my lips…and the hardness of him on my lower abdomen. It made my core tingle, my stomach tighten.

How was I this turned on with just one kiss?

I’d been told all the necessities of sexual relationships as soon as I had turned fourteen, but none of my lessons could’ve prepared me for the magnitude of sensations flooding through my body.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, feeling the bulge in his pants now rub directly against my core, through our clothes. I rubbed against him, felt him thrust into me, making the sensation in my core even stronger. I didn’t care that our clothes were on, I wanted my release!

Kaleb continued to thrust, his pace getting quicker and quicker and I matched him just as eagerly. The sensation in my stomach was now building like a crescendo…I was so close!

Kaleb broke the kiss to my protest, but then he kissed his way down my neck, one of his hands going to my breast. He pinched one hard nipple through the fabric, causing my back to arch off the bed.

I felt a moan about to escape my lips, but he covered them with his lips, catching the moan in his mouth and then his tongue explored my mouth.

I wrapped my army around his shoulders, tighter. Holding him as close to my body as I physically could, but at the same time, minding my strength to be sure I didn’t crush him. Kaleb didn’t seem to mind though and I felt his hands exploring my body.

His other hand landed on my thighs and shifted upwards, lifting up my dress with him. And then he was dangerously close to my core as his fingers inched even closer, inch by slow inch…and went inside my panties.

“Kaleb!”

I broke the kiss to scream out, just as the sensation reached its peak and I felt myself shatter in his arms, my orgasm rocking through me in waves, leaving shaken to my core.

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I jumped up in bed, looking around in confusion as I turned on the lights. But there was no one there inside the room except for me…especially no Kaleb.

Touching my hands to my chest, I felt the tingles right down to my toes and an ache at the apex of my thighs. I felt exhausted yet satisfied…sexually. And it took me a second to figure out why I was feeling this way.

“Holy shit!” I whispered to myself, astonished. “Did I just…have a wet dream? About Kaleb…”

And not only had I dreamt of him sexually…I had actually orgasmed in my sleep, while touching myself. The ache in my body was proof enough, and so was the dampness of my panties.

Damnit! Just how deep did my attraction towards him go?

No sooner had that thought crossed my mind than my phone began ringing. I looked around for it frantically, because it gave me a distraction from my dishevelled state. However, when I found my phone and looked at the caller, a groan left my lips.

“Hello, Kaleb.” I answered still.

“Meet me at my old apartment, now.” His voice sounded strained. “It’s urgent.”

“On my way.”