When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)



Artemisia

Unfortunately, even with his brother gone, Matthew doesn't regain his old bubbly self. Something must be bothering him as we finish our ice cream in silence before he accompanies me to my room.

My heart breaks as he doesn't even look at me properly when saying goodbye, and I can't possibly have him leave like that.

"Do you mind helping me unpack a bit?" I ask, getting him to look at me properly for the first time since he was angry about me asking about Fynn. "It is a bit overwhelming still.” I giggle, and he nods shyly.

I don't really need his help with unpacking or putting my stuff away, but I feel like it was the only chance to get him into my room, and especially, the bedroom.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

As the gentleman he is, he would have never set foot into my room without being invited.

"I'm sorry that I asked you to help me. I should have stopped an Omega on one of the floors," I say apologetically.

He chuckles as he is about to hang my dresses into the walk-in wardrobe. "Are you kidding? I love helping you out. Don't worry."

"Thank you," I say, kissing his cheek as I pass him to take another of the boxes to sort them into the closet. “I'm kind of sad that my family sent my things over so fast."

Opening the next box after I carried it inside, I hear him hum. "Well... I think they wanted you to have your things as fast as possible, so you could feel at ease. I don't think they meant to cast you away. I'm sure that they are sad that you are away at least as much as you are sad about not being with them."

"Aaw." I turn to Matthew smiling at me encouragingly while I press a t-shirt of mine to my chest. "Thank you. I really needed to hear that."

"I'm glad I could help." He says with a snicker as he continues to sort in my dresses.

After another hour, I check my watch and hum pensively. "You should go to dinner."

"Oh, looks like we lost the concept of time," he jokes, laughing lowly. "Aren't you coming?"

Shaking my head, I fold the top in my hands before putting it away. "I'm still full from the ice cream, and I will surely stuff my face with popcorn afterwards, so... See you later?"

"Sure," He grins, nodding. "At 8?"

"Sounds perfect to me," I answer, kneading my hands.

His t-shirt stretches over his trained chest as he scratches the back of his head, revealing some of his delectable abs. Forcing my gaze back to his, he avoids my gaze shyly. I'm sure that he would like to part from me less formally, so I decide to take the first step.

Hoping not to embarrass me completely, I take a few steps forward. He watches me wide-eyed as I finally reach him, and press a chaste kiss onto his lips.

Taking a step back with a smile, I blush. "See you at 8 then."

I barely have the chance to see the green flakes twirl in his eyes, as he leans down to me, claiming my lips with his. His hand travels into my hair to pull me closer as I wrap my hands around his neck, and he deepens the kiss.

The sparks that erupt on my lips and my scalp are nearly too much to bear as I enjoy his lips devouring me. Suddenly, he breaks the kiss, making me gasp for air. "I'm sorry, I couldn't... It was just stronger than me."

"Don't worry," I say with my gaze still on his lips. "Also, why did you stop?"

He mirrors my smile with his gorgeous grin as he slams his lips back on mine. I moan against his lips happily as he gets me to walk backwards, my back hitting the wall.

My skin yearns to feel his touch as he keeps one of his hands on the wall next to my head while the other is balled to a fist over my head as he leans his elbow against the wall.

Moving my hands down, I clasp his t-shirt, wanting to pull him closer.

"Touch me, please." I plead between kisses, and he finally lowers his hands on me, grabbing my thighs just below my ass.

I moan into his mouth as he groans. "They are going to kill me."

My breath hitches shortly, but it doesn't keep us from continuing to make out. Driving my fingers into his hair, I-grab onto them as he lifts me to wrap my legs around his waist.

SV

"Oh my Goddess," I breathe out as I feel his hard bulge pressing against my drenched panties.

Suddenly, I feel like a stab through my heart, but Matthew gets my mind off it as he slams me into the wall before he breaks our kiss. "Fuck. We should stop."

“Just a bit more," I beg, making him shake his head with a smirk.

"I won't be able to stop if we go any further."

I arch my back off the wall to get as close as possible to him before he lets me down to my feet. My mind seems dazed as I catch my breath while regaining my balance.

He leans his hand against the wall behind me again, wetting his swollen lips. "I have some sort of deal with my brothers that we keep it in check until we sorted... certain things out."

"Sorry about that." I shrug, making him laugh.

Swn

He grimaces, passing his hand on his face. "Also, I think your wolf doesn't like me... Or my wolf very much."

"Don't worry. She will come around. She is just being stubborn." I try to comfort him, not knowing what I should do to actually keep my promise.

'I'd rather eat glass!' Cassy hisses, making me cringe.

"Well, I should go. And take a cold shower before getting down to dinner."

I laugh, biting my lip and lowering my gaze. With a gentle touch on my chin, he gets me to look back at him

and captures my lips in a short and gentle kiss. "See you tonight

"Can't wait," I whisper, looking after him as he walks out of my wardrobe, and my room.

As the main door to my quarters slams shut, I push out a deep breath and slump back against the wall behind me.

Pressing my sweaty palms against the cold wall, I try to calm down my erratic heartbeat.

Goddess, this is going to be hard.