Hey, beauties! I'm back for the second update of the year! Sorry, I meant for it to be sooner, but I have had a fucking full on past six weeks or so. There's been quite a few big events that have happened, a couple not to so great, but things are balancing back out. The biggest thing was a high speed car crash that me and my husband were in, but luckily, no one was hurt too badly. There were good things too, though, I've been to a few concerts, the highlights were Eminem and Drax Project. I think this is the first weekend I feel back on my feet, so I though it was the time to update!
I hope everyone's start of the year is going well, and I hope you enjoy the chapter :)
Jace's whole body felt as though he had been electrified.
He couldn't work out if it felt as though he was floating out of body, or if he felt as though he was so completely connected with the earth, like everything had just clicked together and was right.
It felt as though this was too good to be true.
But then Clary moaned against his mouth and he snapped back to reality and realized that this was all actually happening.
"Shit," Jace sighed as he wrapped his arms tightly around Clary's petite body, letting her mold herself against his as their lips meshed together. She was soft and although her clothes were all wet, along with her hair, he could feel the heat coming from beneath the clothing. The wind was getting louder, practically howling, but Jace didn't care. He didn't want to move away from the open door and break this moment between them.
Clary's kisses were aggressive against his mouth, arms wrapped tightly around his neck to keep herself attached to his body. Her legs were tightly looped around his torso, her feet hooked behind his back, his heels pressing hard against his spine, and she shifted her hips against his, urging for him to respond. Jace shifted one hand, so that one was still securing her against his body, and the other moving up to cup around the back of her head, holding her there, right in front of his face. She tasted and smelt so fucking amazing, and apart from pulling away to suck in a deep breath, she didn't let her lips move away from his. Jace could feel himself getting hard just from their kissing alone.
It wasn't until Jace felt Clary shiver that he realized from the way they were standing in the doorway, she was absorbing all of the wind and rain that was managing to get underneath the small overhang of the house. Jace took a step backwards, careful not to loose his footing with the precious cargo in his arms, and managed to twist his ankle behind the door, kicking it shut.
"Bedroom," Clary managed to get out as she ducked her head, biting lightly at his chin, and then his jaw, and then beginning to suck a spot just underneath his ear. Jace let out a groan, at the very thought of her marking him, and at the back of his mind, he was glad that she knew so much about werewolves, knew that things like this were exactly what he needed to feel connected to her.
"Shit, Clary..." he whispered, tightening his fingers in her hair, his little finger brushing against the nape of her neck. His steps almost faltered as he reached the stairs, when he felt a brush of Clary's teeth against his skin, and he had to stretch out with one hand to grip the stairway banister, to steady himself. Clary rolled her hips forward again—her actual hips were in line with his stomach, given how small she was, she was high up on her torso, but every time she rolled her hips, her ass would brush against his cock, which was hard, and pressing against the band of his sweatpants.
"Come on, Alpha," Clary whispered, lifting her head up and biting at the shell of his ear and that was when Jace couldn't help it.
His head jerked back and his eyes burned red.
Clary's lips were red and slick with spit, and Jace heard her heart skip a beat as she looked at his eyes, and her lips curved upward into a smirk.
He had never let his eyes show in during sex, and especially in the foreplay before the sex. There had been a few times when he was a horny teenager that he had come close, when he was still getting used to keeping everything under control when in the middle of a moment with a girl, but he was older, he was an Alpha, he was in control.
It barely took two minutes alone with Clary for it to all completely come undone.
And the acceptance on her face was clear, which made his wolf howl with pleasure.
Their lips came back together and this time it was somehow even hungrier. Clary was wiggling against his body, gripping his shoulders, scratching at the bare skin there, and Jace was trying to run up the stairs without loosing his footing, almost crashing into the top railing of the stairs. Clary broke away from him to let out a short laugh as he almost fell, but he quickly recovered, and then he started walking toward his bedroom.
Jace was glad that the rest of his pack were already gone from the house, because if they weren't he would have physically thrown them from the house so they weren't there to taint this moment.
He didn't bother closing the door for the bedroom as they finally stumbled inside, and he wasn't too sure how he made it to the bed, but they did, and Clary let go of his neck, falling backwards onto the bed. She immediately tilted her head to the side, rubbing the side of her face against his bed cover, twisting her head to the other side and doing the same thing. She was spreading her scent, and Jace almost came in his pants when she faced him again and winked.
She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
Jace felt a growl at the back of his throat as he pounced on her, tearing through the jacket and the shirt that she was wearing, her ripped bra following almost straight after. She looked so good and she smelt even better, and Jace buried his face in the side of her neck, his nose pressing against the curve of her shoulder, where her scent was strongest.
Clary smelt like everything that was right with the world.
She smelt like summer rain, and like fresh earth, and faintly of strawberry body wash, and there was still that slight, clinging scent of mentholated spirits. She smelt—and felt—like comfort, and home, and love, and Jace ran his hands up the sides of her boy, relishing in the smooth feel of her skin under his hands.
She felt so good, he could barely believe that this was actually happening.
"Stop staring," Clary grunted, suddenly throwing a leg around his waist and catching him off balance, rolling to one side. Jace was strong enough to keep them from rolling, but he liked the idea of her on top, and she licked her lips as her eyes flashed over him below her. She looked almost wolf-like in the way that she raked her eyes over him, scratching her fingers down his chest and watching with glee as red lines rose on his tanned skin. Jace groaned, flexing his fingers on her hips, his claws pressing through his nail beds, retracting and pushing back through over and over again as he hovered on the edge of control. Clary leaned back down, smashing her lips down on his, her hands gripping at his shoulders, digging into the muscle, marking his flesh, showing her claim.
Jace sat up suddenly, keeping their lips together—not letting the seal between them break—and his hands started pulling at the elastic of her sweatpants. But just as his fingers began to slip underneath, he paused, pulling away for a moment and looking at her.
"Are you sure? I just..." he let out a ragged breath and closed his eyes for a moment. "I don't know if I'm going to be able to stop."
"No one's asking you to," Clary responded, flashing him a small smile before bringing their lips together. It was soft and sweet for all of twenty seconds before it got hard and fast again, and Jace stood them both up, legs a little shaky as they steadied themselves. They managed to get off their pants, although Clary's underwear got stuck at her knees and Jace grabbed at them, shredding them with his claws as he tore them apart.
Jace grabbed her around the waist, and Clary's hands were back around his shoulders, scratching at his back, and Jace stumbled forward until they reached the set of drawers. Clary groaned as they hit the drawers, but it wasn't from the pain. The room was flooding with arousal and want and need and Jace's wolf was just screaming matematemate inside him, and when Clary bit down on the side of his neck, Jace's vision completely went red.
He vaguely processed grabbing for a condom in the top drawer and he pulled it on, and when she bit his neck again, right underneath his ear, marking him, he pushed into her.
"Fuck!" Clary gasped out into his ear, her teeth slipping on his neck, pulling at the skin. He felt his own teeth shifting, the fangs dropping down, the pointed edges biting into his lower lip. He wanted to bite her, everything inside him was telling him to bite down on her neck, just like she was doing to him. But unlike him, she wasn't a wolf, her pain threshold was a lot lower than his, and she wouldn't heal as fast.
But she knew this.
She knew what he wanted.
Something in her blood told her what he needed.
As he thrust into her—so hard that some of the things on top of his drawers crashed down to the ground—she pulled away from him, her hazy eyes meeting his for a moment. Then she tilted her head back and to the side, baring her neck to him. Trusting him.
Jace couldn't hold himself back, lunging forward and biting into her neck, tasting her blood in his mouth, and then he was spilling into the condom.
"That explains a lot," Clary murmured, tapping her long fingernails against Jace's bare chest. "It explains why this house feels..." she went quiet for a moment as she tried to think of the right word to explain what she was feeling. "I don't know, I think I can feel what you're feeling. When I came by here the first time, it felt so sad..." Jace could remember her making the comment. "It feels better now, especially now that everyone has been coming around here," she tilted her head backwards so that she could look up at Jace. "Is that you?" Jace nodded his head twice.
"Yeah," he murmured. He went quiet for a moment, and she didn't push him, not wanting to pressure him. After they had finished having sex, they had sat on the ground for a while, catching their breath, Jace cushioning Clary's body from needing to sit on the wooden floors. Once they had caught their breath, Jace had moved her carefully onto the bed, cleaning them both up before laying down next to her. "Did you hear about my parents?" He asked, his voice quiet.
"I did," Clary nodded, twining her legs together with his and rolling her body over from where she had been curled against her side so that she was half laying across his body, in an attempt to comfort him. "Luke told me, the morning after it happened, before it became public knowledge." Jace swallowed hard, and Clary waited.
"Did you know what happened to the ones responsible?" He continued. Clary's eyes flickered over his face before she nodded again. "You know that I killed them?" It was important to him that she knew that about him. That he had killed people. It was a conversation that probably should have taken place at another time, but they had already lost so much time, he didn't want to waste anymore.
But Clary just met his eyes steadily, and nodded.
"They killed your family. They killed your pack. Luke wouldn't be any different, I don't think Simon or Maia or Bat would either," Clary said firmly. "Some people..." she took in a deep breath. "Some people are bigoted and stuck in their heads and just can't accept that not everyone is the same. I don't understand it, and I—" Jace could hear her heartbeat getting faster and she was angry. "I remember people when I was in school, and they would call me names, calling me a were-whore and trying to antagonize the were's that I was in school with, trying to get them to wolf out and loose control. But that was all kids stuff, you know?" She let out a sigh through her nose. "I've never actually been around when there have been adults actually hurting were's, and killing them?" She let out another heavy sigh. "I'm sorry that you ever had to go through something like that. I can't imagine loosing my mum, muchless everyone else I care about most in the world." Jace's own pain had felt as real to her as it had been to himself when she had been in his house first—she couldn't imagine what it had been like at the time, or the years that had followed.
"It had only been a few years when I saw you for the first time," Jace murmured, running his fingers up her spine, tracing her skin. "I was...I was spinning out, still adjusting to being an Alpha. I was twenty-one but I was acting like an immature kid." He smoothed his fingers over her shoulders, finding the warmth of her skin underneath his hand to be an anchor as he talked about something that he had avoided for so long. "When I saw you, I just couldn't handle it. I barely even saw you in the club, it was more than I just smelt you, and I knew straight away. I was still getting over my parents and my pack, and so when I saw you...I just kind of took off."
"When you saw me in a club..." Clary repeated quietly, before it seemed as though something clicked in her head. "You said that a girl came between you and Sebastian." Jace's body tensed at the mention of the others mans name, especially with his mate in his bed and in his arms. Clary looked up at Jace, her eyebrows pulling together. "It was me, right? It was me that came between you and Sebastian?" Jace licked his lips before shrugging a shoulder.
"He was there, the night I first saw you. I walked into the club, and I saw you and smelt you straight away. Alec, Izzy and Sebastian were there with me, and Alec and Izzy followed after me when I ran out—I didn't even realize Sebastian hadn't come with us until like an hour later. Didn't even think about it, just thought it was Seb being Seb," Jace ran his hand through his shaggy hair, his wolf feeling restless and anxious inside of him at the conversation. "I didn't realize that the two you had even met until I saw him with you."
"So it wasn't a girl—me—in a club that came between you?" Clary asked in confusion.
"It's..." Jace pursed his lips together. "When I saw him with you, I wasn't surprised. It's the type of spiteful thing that Sebastian would do," he gritted his teeth together. "But it wasn't the initial thing that came between us, no." Jace sighed. "Some things happened, a few years ago, and it pulled us apart. Coming here and seeing you together..." he ground his teeth again and Clary made a face, reaching up to touch his jaw, her thumb gently rubbing against it. He relaxed his jaw and she gave him a small, soothing smile. "He knew that you were my mate, after that night at the club...And he still came after you. Which says all you really need to know about our relationship." Clary cringed at that, because he was right.
Werewolves were so incredibly territorial anyway, and for one to go after anothers mate...It was almost unheard of for one werewolf to go after anothers mate. And when it happened, bloodshed usually followed.
"It sounds as though you did something to piss him off," Clary commented quietly.
"I don't know about that," Jace muttered. "I did everything he wanted."
"What does that mean?" Clary asked.
"I was the one that gave him the bite," Jace admitted with a heavy sigh. "I was the one that turned him." Clary's eyes went wide.
Down to my recommendations! AM by One Direction, which I will always love. Chasing Ghosts by Against The Current, How Could I Forget by MKTO, Woke Up Late by Drax Project featuring Hailee Steinfield, and Leave Me Lonely by Hilltop Hoods. Also Cosby Sweater by Hilltop Hoods. An Whatchamacallit by Ella Mai featuring Chris Brown. Ooh, and also Before I Go by Guy Sebastian, which was suggested to me by a guest, and I love, so a big thank you to that guest!
In the TV series/movies area...Hm, Tidelands which is on Netflix. I really enjoyed that, and I hope there's a second season. Body Guard, even though my husband now randomly shouts out, "Vicky! I'm innocent!" at the most inappropriate time. Queen of the South which is absolutely incredible. Holy shit incredible and recommended to all. Umbrella Academy as well, my holy trinity is Klaus, Diego and Ben. Loved them. I have incredibly mixed feelings about Vanya and Luthur can suck a dick. Haven't seen many movies recently, although I'm in the middle of Molly's Game right now and it's pretty good. I preferred Miss Sloane, but this is still good.
Now, down to my questions...
Well, well, well.
Okay—what is the first song you remember learning? Not Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star or the ABC's or anything, but the first pop or rock song. Mine was Who Let The Dogs Out. Hahahaha. I came home from school one day singing it when I was about five or six, and my parents didn't believe me until it came on the radio.
Who is someone that you would love to see in concert? I have so many, but I think the ones at the top would be The Pretty Reckless, In This Moment, Camila Cabello, Demi Lovato, Lady Gaga and Louis Tomlinson.
And...Hm...Who is a celebrity that you have changed your mind about? Either you really liked and now you don't, or didn't like and now you do? Mine would be Bella Thorne, I used to find her really annoying and a bit trashy, but now I love her, including all her trashiness. And I used to really like Chris Pratt, and now I really don't.
Okay!
Let me know what you think, and let me know if you want a preview xx