Okay.
Maximum Ride.
:D
I started reading FANG today.
I HATE it.
Seriously, HATE it.
Like, what's going on in James Patterson's head?
So, anyway, this starts in FANG.
Chapter 32, page 111. During the birthday party, when Gazzy is setting off fireworks with everyone's initials.
Let's just pretend Dylan and Jeb didn't show up yet.
Okay? :)
There will be lemons.
Heck, majority of the first chapter is a lemon.
My first lemon, mind you.
Tell me what you think, 'kay?
:D
Enjoy.
Chapter One
I lay on my bed, staring at my left ring finger.
Yep. Still there.
Smiling despite myself, I examined the ring, taking in every detail. Sure, it was old-fashioned. It was beyond girly. And it looked as if it might fall apart the second I punched someone in the face.
But it was perfect.
I could hear everyone outside, enjoying their birthday presents. Every so often, fireworks would illuminate my room through the window, seeping in between the blinds.
We wouldn't be safe here for long. Soon enough, our perfect little life here would be interrupted again. Nothing good can last.
Let them enjoy it, I told myself.
Closing my eyes, I imagined a world where we could be safe, where we didn't have to hide. Where Nudge could go to a real school, where Gazzy could blow up anything. Where Angel could be a normal seven year old. Where I didn't have to look over my back every five seconds.
A knock on my door pulled me out of my day dream. "Come in," I muttered, expecting Nudge coming to show me something in her new magazine or something of the sort.
I heard the door shut, then someone sit down on the edge of the bed next to me.
I opened my eyes, smiling.
"Hey," Fang whispered. My heart beat a little faster.
"Hi," was all I could say.
He brushed a strand of hair out of my face with the back of his finger, grinning.
My heart skipped a beat as he leaned down and kissed me.
It was soft, gentle at first. But soon our kisses grew hungrier, harder, and I found myself breaking away from breath.
Fang was panting, but he moved down to my neck, making me swallow a moan.
He chuckled against my skin.
"What's so funny?" I tried to say, but it was replaced by gasp as I felt Fang's hands slip under my shirt.
He stopped, looking at me, as if asking permission.
I nodded.
Slowly, Fang moved his hands up, all the while continuing to kiss along my neck.
I untangled my hands from his hair, struggling to find the hem of his shirt. With shaking hands, I pulled his shirt off, forcing him to kneel with his legs on either side of me.
A moment later he lay against me, his hands holding my face to his. We rolled over, so I was on top.
His hands found the hem of my shirt, and he looked into my eyes, asking permission. Again, I nodded. He pulled off my shirt slowly, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder, followed by my bra. My breath hitched.
I blushed at the realization that I was now half naked. In front of Fang.
He smiled at me. "Don't be ashamed. You're beautiful."
Which only made me blush harder.
Fang leaned down again, pressing against my body, to kiss me. I could feel a bulge through the fabric of his jeans, and giggled a little against his mouth.
Fumbling, my hands found the edge of his pants. He knelt again, as I unbuttoned and zipped them. He helped me pull them off, tossing them to join my abandoned clothes.
Fang worked his way down my body, kissing a trail from my mouth, down my neck, stopping at my breasts. He took one in his mouth, making me gasp.
He sucked, bringing sounds from me I didn't even know I could make.
After a few minutes, he turned his attention to my other breast, repeating the same actions.
Fang's hands made their way to my hips, grabbing hold of my shorts.
He looked at me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked.
I simply nodded.
He growled, and with a sexy smile, slipped off my shorts, adding them to the pile of clothes on the floor.
He rolled us over again, catching my lips again in a quick kiss before moving down my body so he was kneeling at my feet.
Without a moment's hesitation, he slipped off my soaked panties, dropping them on the floor.
Using my feet, I slid off his boxers, barely conscious of what I was doing.
As soon as the were off, Fang was leaning against me, kissing me. His tongue brushed my lip, and I opened my mouth.
Fang's tongue darted into my mouth, fighting with mine. He won easily, then broke away.
"Are you ready?" He whispered huskily in my ear.
"Yes," I said, my heart speeding up even faster.
He kissed me deeply at the same time he thrust into me. A strange moan escaped my lips.
Fang broke the kiss, looking into my eyes, "Are you okay?" He asked.
I nodded, before pulling his face back to mine and kissing him hungrily.
Slowly, he pulled out of me, stopping for a split second before thrusting back in.
I moaned again, louder.
He started moving faster, harder, until sweat formed between our bodies.
I felt warm move through my body, and one last time he pushed into me, sending me off the edge. He came with me, and we lay together, trembling.
"I love you," I whispered, smiling at Fang lying next to me.
"I love you too," He answered, "And I always will. Forever."
I drifted off to sleep, in his arms.