Page 51 of Guided by the Stars (Creating Destiny #1)

He might be irresistible right now, staring down at me with that damn hard look in his eyes, but I won’t let him get out of this though.

I shake my head, pointing my finger towards Daemyn.

“He’s told me his side, but he’s refused to tell me any of your secret powers.

I won fair and square. He gets to tell me one today. ”

Alexius shoots a pleading stare towards his best friend and in this moment, I could almost kiss Daemyn as he shakes his head, refusing to come to his rescue.

We all agreed to the bet. It was a sly move, but with what happened with Hera, I deserve answers.

Despite him believing it could put me in more danger.

He sighs, defeated, “My power really isn’t a secret. It’s nothing special. Once you’re gone, it doesn’t matter.”

“Yes! Anything would be special.” My cheeks flame and I wish I didn’t just blurt that out. He’s driving me crazy and I’m forcing myself towards the Beast, banging my head straight against the wall he keeps between us. I’m helpless to resist.

“For crying out loud, you two make this too complicated,” Daemyn’s sarcasm fills the air as he rolls his eyes. “Baby Girl, you have told us a hundred times how much you enjoy the sun. He’s Zeus’ son. Put it together, because it’s been a heat wave since you got here.”

Alexius’ harsh laugh fractures any warmth Daemyn’s words might have held. “Yeah, I can control the weather. Big fucking deal.” He snaps his head to the side, moving his gaze out the window. “Now what really would be special is if I can pull this off and get you the fuck away from us.”

“Goddamnit, don’t do me any favors, asshole!” I yell, a wasted effort as he stares away. He’s done with the conversation and is being a coward.

I hear Daemyn muttering beside us. I can sense his worry, but the spark between us is fueling my rage as I lean forward, grab an apple, and I launch it right at him, aiming for his chest. He flinches his shoulders forward as it hits before falling to the floor.

Everyone is quiet, but he’s reacting. His eyes are locked on mine, looking right at me. Every emotion I’ve had crossing his face.

“I know, I’m a damsel in distress and was literally picked up and placed between some god power-hungry war.

But this thing between us is ten times worse.

” His mouth hangs open, ready to speak, but he stops as my frustration hits desperation, “I can’t figure it out, Alexius. What the hell is it you want from me?”

Nothing. Not a damn thing. No words, just a blank stare, and I welcome Daemyn’s hand on my shoulder, sending a rush of his calm through my body.

“Hate to break up this fun party, but if I’m going to make it, I need to go get ready.

If you need me to, I can stay.” Daemyn leans in, whispering the last part just to me.

I take a second to scan the brooding asshole in front of me.

His jaw is tense, and every muscle is flexed tight, his arms folded in front of him.

Unsurprisingly, I can’t even hold myself to my own words.

This damsel in distress is still begging for him to be my Prince Charming.

I sigh in defeat, shaking my head towards him.

Alexius is done for the day. There is no penetrating his wall.

With a quick kiss to my forehead, Daemyn says goodbye and turns, marching his way in front of Alexius. “Control yourself,” he orders in warning and then makes his way up the stairs, leaving the Beast and I alone.

Our eyes gravitate to each other as growing silence invades the room. It’s deafening, but clear. We’re unsteady, trying to navigate between two worlds that shouldn’t coexist while I beg him for something he’s unwilling to give .

Overwhelmed, I push away from the table and make my way towards the back door. “I just need a few minutes. I’ll keep the door open, of course,” I say facing him as he stays deep in his own thoughts, staring at my empty chair.

“Okay. I’ll be in soon,” I mumble, turning away. My hand barely touches the handle when a powerful force collides against my back and I’m pushed, caged against the door.

He surrounds every inch of my body. The press of his chest against me, his fiery breath cascading over my skin, and every inch of his body flush with mine. “Alexius,” I whisper, unable to fight. I just lean forward, resting my head against the cool wood, allowing myself to become lost to him.

He lets out a small breath as his hand moves into my braid. With a simple twist, he exposes my bare neck to him and he pulls me under his control. Excitement washes through me, watching him lick his lips as his eyes grow heavy.

“What I want from you?” he rumbles, dipping his head. The stubble of his chin scrapes against my neck as he slowly moves his lips to my ear. “What I want shouldn’t happen.” His voice is barely above a whisper as the heat of his mouth brushes a gentle kiss against the increasing beat of my pulse.

“Nora, I’m drowning.” His breath hits the cool spot of moisture his lips left, sending a shiver that I feel deep in my soul, increasing as his hand comes up.

The merciful touch of his rough hand reaches under my shirt.

His palm pushes flat against my flesh, pulling me harder against him.

“The closer we get, the deeper we go, the less control I have.”

I’m sinking with him. He’s consuming me, taking my body under his command. Every inch of me is screaming for him, telling him yes, begging him to lose control.

“It’s too high of a risk, but whenever I’m around you, I lose myself in you.

You’re making me weak, taking me apart, piece by fucking piece, making me crave you,” he rasps out as his forefinger skims up along my cheek, making its way towards my mouth.

“You’re in my head every moment, pushing me into the deep.

” With a tug, he parts my mouth and his finger lingers, toying with my lower lip while his grip around my chin tightens.

“These lips, I dream about them. Want to know what I make you do?” I whimper, trying to tell him yes, wanting more than just his dream.

“I want them wrapped around my cock, to watch you choke on my cum. You don’t care though. You keep sucking, demanding and taking every inch of me, with the greed I see in your eyes every day. It’s the same greed I have whenever we’re together, Nora.”

“Does that turn you on, love?” his warm breath skims across my ear and I release a long moan, feeling his fingers push past the thin fabric of my underwear and dipping down lower. “How wet are you?” his deep voice rumbles against me.

I close my eyes and lean my head into his grip, losing all my senses except for the touch of his fingers sliding over my soaked, aching pussy. “Alexius,” I groan, pleading with panting breaths, aching for more. Heat is pulsing through me like wildfire, hitting every single nerve in my body.

“I’ve had a taste.” His fingers glide achingly soft against me, toying with me. “Every time I’m with you, I want more.” He lowers his head, nibbling on my neck with his fingers barely touching me. He’s teasing me, urging me to say the words he wants.

“Lose control. I’m begging you,” I whisper, giving him all the permission he needs.

My breath catches in my throat when he growls into my ear, grinding his dick against me as he pushes two fingers inside of me. He’s not losing control, he’s taking it. Filling me, consuming me and dominating me as I melt against him, begging for more.

“I want you to be mine,” he rumbles deep in his chest.

His hand is wrapped against my pussy, his fingers pumping in and out, as his thumb pushes down, swirling against my clit. He’s ravaging me, building that carnal urge as his wet lips find my pulse again, strengthening that pressure that’s screaming to be set free.

“I’m fucking yours,” I pant as his hand tightens around my chin and his hips grind his hard cock against me. With each thrust against me, his fingers push further and curl deeper inside of me, reaching a spot that shoots energy from deep within to every single nerve ending in my body.

“Fuck,” I scream, my body spiralling into complete incineration as his teeth sink into my neck and he pushes himself against me, holding onto me, keeping me up as I lose all control. My mind, body, and soul are pushed over the edge, lost, giving myself to him.

Both of us lean against the door, panting and waiting for me to catch my breath. A few moments pass before he makes the first move. “We can’t keep doing this, Nora,” his voice cracks with words that strike hard as the chilly breeze hits my back, marking his distance. No, not again!

I spin to confront him, ready to pull him back, only to be shocked.

Alexius is still standing, looking right at me.

His face is lined with the same uncertainty flashing through me as his palm reaches for my cheek.

“Love, I don’t know what to do. Fate isn’t on our side.

No matter what choices we make, this won’t end the way we want it to. ”

“Alexius! Baby Girl! What the fuck?” Alexius drops his hand, shifting his attention towards Daemyn’s frantic yelling as he storms through the door, invading our moment .

“How are you not sensing her?” he asks Alexius while pushing my shoes into my hands and leading me to the chair.

What the hell is going on now?

Alexius roars, ignoring everything around him. His anger is erupting out of him like the storm he is as he paces the kitchen. “Fuck! She’s at the far ends of the Halls. Right before the first fallen tree.”

“What is happening?”