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Chapter 10

Seductive

"My sweets," Reid moaned as he took in my slinky dressed form.

"You going to come in." I asked in a voice that was supposed to be seductive. It was so far from a sexy tone that I grimaced.

Releasing the frame of the door, Reid slowly glided into the room. His body seemed tense, stiff in an odd way. It was like he was holding something back.

"You look good enough to eat." The sexiest growl that I had ever heard left his throat. It made parts of me shiver that I didn't know could. "Are you planning something?"

"Yes." A strong heat worked its way from my neck to my cheeks. "I want you to make love to me, Reid."

A moan of pleasure escaped his lips as he stalked towards me. His wonderful lips crushed into mine in a kiss so fierce that it stole my breath. Gripping my hips, he pressed my body into his, making a perfect fit. My arms circled around his neck to toy with the hairs at the base. Our lips only lost contact when Reid helped me to remove his hoodie and wife beater. Another heated kissed followed.

Reid's hands explored my back and bare shoulders. The rough skin of his very masculine hands lit fires inside of me. He ran a finger along my collar bone, earning a gentle moan from me.

I, in turn, smoothed my small hands over his back, skidding over his shoulder blades. They descended over his hard chest and down his flat muscular stomcah. The muscles twitched under my finger tips.

A groan escaped my lips when Reid released the assault. He gave me his famous mischievous smirk With an agility that shocked me, he swept me up into his arms and placed me gently onto the mattress. He crawled onto the top of me, bracing his weight with his arms. My legs wrapped around his lean hips, pressing him into me. His hard length burned my core with such need I thought I would be consumed into its flames.

"Make love to me, Reid, please," I moaned in such a husky voice that I wasn't sure it was mine.

"I want to." His voice was thick with need, but his eyes seemed to be field with some sort of conflict. "But I can't."

Climbing off of me, he ran a shaky hand though his tussled hair. His chest heaved as he fought to regain some control.

"Can't or don't," I asked in a fearful voice. I was so worried that he didn't want me. I had suddenly felt ashamed.

"No, no no," he stated as he pulled me to his side. Lifting my head, I meet his eyes that held an unbelievable amount of honesty. "I want to. Believe me, I do. But, I have to be honest about something first, and it might change how you feel about me."

"Nothing will change how I feel. You are my world." I hoped he could see the truth in my eyes.

A sad smile tugged at his lips. "I am not so sure of that."

He took a deep breath as he prepared to tell me something that he didn't seem comfortable explaining. "Do you remember that day Tyler's back pack caught your skirt?"

I nodded.

"Tyler done that on purpose." A sad laugh cam from him. "He was trying to goad me, because I was picking on him for losing his virginity to Dana."

"But how..." I was completely confused at how Tyler could get my skirt stuck to the zipper of his bag.

"Caleb, Pogue, Tyler, and myself have powers." He stare became nervous before he turned his eyes to the floor. "When we turned thirteen, we get a small taste."

"A small taste?"

"Yeah, the powers we have now are only a tenth of what we get when we turn eighteen. When we ascend, our powers will become full grown. And, they, generally, consume us."

"What do you mean?" Confusion began to cloud the reactions my brain wanted me to feel. I knew I should have been afraid, but the jumbling knowledge would not let fear grip me.

"These powers are so seductive. And, every time we use, we age just a little more. But, even though we have this knowledge, it doesn't stop the need of wanting to use. The powers are like heroine, completely addictive." He was quiet for a moment. For his need of silence or for a chance for my brain to catch everything he was saying, I wasn't sure.

"What are...these powers?"

"We aren't really sure." He sighed and squeezed my waist. "We have a book, called the Book of Damnation, and the book records everything. Even thing that have been forgotten. But, it never states anything about the origin of these powers."

I gasped as something clicked with me. "It was were you got that about soul-mates."

He nodded. "Kind of, remember when I told you that I told Caleb about how when I am away from you, I feel like a piece of my soul is missing?"

"Yes."

"Caleb looked in the Book. He found that about the soul-mates. However, there is more than what I explained to you.

"When one of us finds our true soul-mate, it makes the need to use go away. They make the want to have the power flow through us less. Our soul-mate is the antidote to the addiction."

"So, I am your antidote." I still felt rather calm with this totally unbelievable information. "Does that mean you won't age prematurely?"

"Yes, because I don't feel the need to use since I walked into your room a few days ago."

He finally turned to me. His face was so torn with torment that I felt my heart fall to pieces inside my chest. "That's why I can't make love with you, Mika."

"I still don't understand. You won't hurt me." I begged.

"You deserve better than a freak, a man-whore, in your bed." He tried to pull away from me, but I refused to let him leave.

"No!" I cried before I crushed my lips to his. "You are what I want. Nothing else." I placed my lips back onto his, hoping that I could convey in one kiss my need for him.