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Chapter 19

Alecs POV

I hated that zapping from one dimension to another or one place to another, it wasn't like traveling through a portal, it always made you dizzy for a few seconds and always came without warning or mental preparation. I saw the picture of me over our small battlefield and then I was laying in an infirmary. I didn't have any wounds the Iratze took care of that so why the hell did they bring me here?! I wanted to contact my family but my phone was useless and I didn't know if a fire message could get into another dimension... But I recognized in that second that all my weapons were gone just like my stele. I stood up and walked over to the door at the far end of the large room filled with beds and medical equipment. A nurse screamed after me that I had to lay down but I ignored her. When I reached the double doors I grabbed the handle but the doors didn't move an inch. I felt a hand pressing down on my shoulder, grabbed the wrist and forearm, pulled the body over mine as I bent down and fixated the person under me with my knee. "Ohh! By the Angel I'm sorry!"

I stood up again and helped the young, shocked nurse with standing up too. "Ouch." She was a tiny, slim thing like Clary but had black hair and brown eyes, she seemed younger than me, but in other dimensions the age was hard to guess. She straightened out her nursery dress and looked at me as if it was an everyday thing to be thrown to the floor. "You're not allowed to leave alone. We will tell a guard that you're healthy and he will pick you up to guide you to your room." "You have to get out of here which means you have a key..." "It's magically secured. You have to wait." She grabbed my upper arm but without much pressure and guided me back to a bed. In the last minutes the beds filled with people out of nowhere. The winners must've been transferred here directly after the fights and much of them really needed that treatment. Soon the room was filled with hectic moving nurses and screams of pain. A tall man came over to me : "Alexander Lightwood?" I nodded and stood up from the bed I was sitting on. "Alec, yes that's me. Are you here to get me out of the infirmary? I want to talk to Asmodeus..." The man smirked and interrupted me: "That's not my decision to make. My name is Aaron. I'm here to guide you to your room. Please follow me." He turned around and started walking without checking if I followed him. "You're not allowed to take your weapons with you, you will get them back before entering the arena again, that applies for your stele, too."

He looked at me over his shoulder. "It doesn't help you to knock me out or something like that. I believe you have enough common sense, you won't get very far. You're here as a candidate, you're allowed to move freely in the guest complex."

Magnus' POV

I ignored my father's talking as long as possible, just looking straight into thin air in front of me. The last fight ended, the winner disappeared and the crowd cheered. I couldn't believe how many candidates died in the last hour just to get their hands on me. They were here on their own will, but it was just so stupid! "That was just great! I feel refreshed." My father smiled at me and stood up pulling me with him to stand right next to him. He lifted his hands and the crowd went silent. "I hope you enjoyed the first part of the games as much as I did!" They screamed again and clapped their hands... and other body parts... "Tomorrow we'll meet again and watch the left 20 candidates in the second game to win the sweet neko!" He made a presenting gesture in my direction and the voice of the crowd became overwhelming again. I just stood there and tried not to throw up over the railing.

My father turned around and followed my sister into the room, I followed him. "I want to see him, father." He gave the end of 'my' chain over to a broad guy, Aaron was nowhere to be seen. "I won't explain that again. Sleep tight, so you look fresh and beautiful tomorrow." He touched my cheek rather gently, I leaned my head to the side to get away from his cold fingers, ignoring the shiver running down my spine. The keeper nodded in my father's direction and then guided me back along the white floors in a never ending labyrinth of white walls and doors. He opened the door and let the chain snap back to his wrist before pushing me inside and closing the door.

I turned my head and looked in the direction of the window. A man with a book in his hands was standing in front of the chair, he must've stood up as he heard the door getting open. "Alexander..." I couldn't think anymore, my feet carried me over to him without my brain giving the order to do so. The book fell to the floor, the sound was swallowed by the fluffy carpet. "Magnus..." My arms circled around his waist, his weight crashed into my body cause he walked to me as I walked to him. His arms closed around my body, his lips crashed down on mine eagerly. I parted his lips and let my tongue invade his mouth, letting Alexander feel all the desperation I felt the last days. I captured his face between my hands kissing him with all I had to keep inside of me for so damn long. Then I kissed his nose, his forehead, cheeks, jaw and down to his throat. "I missed you so bad... Magnus..." With all the strength I could muster, I stopped my lips from gliding over his soft, so fucking good smelling skin and looked into his eyes. Those most beautiful stormy ocean blue eyes and nearly began to cry at that sight. "My Alexander... I'm so glad you're okay. You're okay, aren't you?" I let my gaze and hands wander over his upper body until he gently lifted my chin, locking my eyes with his. "I'm okay. But what about you? Did they hurt you?..."

I laid my hands over his which were now cupping my face. I hesitated a second before I answered: "Nothing I couldn't handle..." Pictures of bear number one flashed in my mind, I only recognized that I had closed my eyes because I blinked a few times as I opened them again, looking straight into Alec's worried blue eyes. He didn't believe me, I could see it in his eyes, they tried to read the truth out of my soul. "Really... I'm okay, darling." I pressed my lips on Alecs soft ones and felt his hesitation, nearly hearing his thoughts if he should stop me and ask for the truth or let himself go and fall into the feeling of being close again. I let my right hand find its way to his neck, my left hand glided down his back, pressing him deeper into my embrace and finally he responded to my lips, tentative at first but then got more demanding. My moan got lost in his hot mouth, my mind got lost in the kiss, his touch, as his hand glided over the small of my back. He was so warm, so gentle but demanding and strong at the same time. With every touch he showed me that I was wanted, precious, loved, desired. Alec pushed me gentle backwards to the bed, sliding his arm around my waist and picking me up to lay me down on the soft mattress, never leaving my lips as he laid down on top of me.

His right leg laid between mine, the left one right next to me as he sat up and threw his belts to the floor, the jacket and the black shirt followed short. I bit my lower lip marveling his muscled arms, shoulders, breast and stomach, they flexed and moved under his marked skin with every move he made. It was so beautiful and so damn hot, the black and silver lines proving that he was chosen to be strong and defend others. I grabbed his now naked shoulders and pulled him down, our chests colliding and somehow the cold gold chains felt good between his and mine hot skin. His hands caressed every inch of my skin he could reach, I moaned loudly as his hips grounded down into mine. His lips found their way to my throat sucking the skin over my adams apple between them. My hands found their way to his trousers and I opened them more than impatient, his right hand slid up my leg and was on my thigh his nails leaving a tingling sensation on the way. "Alexander... Oh yeah..." I tried to push his trousers down but only got them down over his ass before I got distracted by Alec biting down on my skin between my shoulder and neck and his hips grinding into mine again. I let my fingers dig into his tight ass, pushing the bulge of his trousers even more into my erection. "Ah!... Alexander... get out of those clothes!..."

Alec sat up, kicked his shoes and socks away and wiggled out of his trousers and underwear with lightning speed. He turned around again and took his place beside me, half of his body laying on mine, his erection pressing into my hip and kissing me senseless. His left hand gripped my hair tightly right behind my ear while his right one went back to my hip over the top of the loincloth to my thigh. My head shot back and I moaned embarrassingly loud as his hand closed around my cock, stroking it with his talented strong fingers. He pulled my hair back hard making me moan even louder and expose my throat to his hungry mouth. "By the Angel..." His tongue made its way over my sensitive flesh, the wet trail sending shivers down my spine as it was hit by air. "...you smell so good..." I heard him take in a deep breath. "...and you taste even better..." He bit down on my neck, licking over it afterwards to soothe the sweet pain. His hand never stopped moving, he made me a moaning, panting and writhing mess within a few minutes. I didn't know what to do with my hands, with the right one I pushed his head deeper into my hot wanting skin and the left one gripped a pillow so tight that my knuckles turned white.

His lips found their way to my nipple, softly closing over it and letting his tongue glide over it. His hand left my hair to take care of my other nipple, my fingers fisted in his hair as his right thumb pressed into the slit of my dick and he softly bit down on my nipple the same time. "Alexander... Fuck... Alec..." He kissed and licked his way farther down, enjoying the twitching of the muscles in my stomach under his caresses. I felt his hand working on the top of the loincloth, his lips left my skin after a few seconds to look what he was doing. His right hand still stroked my dick with a firm grip. "What the... how do I get that off?!" I looked down to him, seeing the nearly invisible mixture of clasps and straps on the material that closed the belt like top of the loincloth over my hips. "Leave it on... It doesn't matter now..." I heard the deep growling sound leaving his throat as he pushed the front material of the loincloth away and closed his lips around the head of my dick. My head fell back into the pillows, my moans echoed from the walls. I had to say, one benefit of being a neko now was that I could hear much better. I just loved it how Alexander's moans sounded, I loved it before but now every hushed moan seemed to go into my ears right to my spine sending shivers and vibrations down my back.

"Oh God!... Alec..." I grabbed the pillow under my head tightly and Alexander had to hold my hips down to stop me from thrusting into his wonderful mouth. He let go of me a second to wet his fingers with saliva then closed his lips around my arousal again, sucking it in as deep as he could. I felt his finger gently playing with my entrance and got distracted by his teeth slightly grinding over my sensitive dick, but I stiffened as he let the finger slide inside of me. Pictures of that monster came running through my mind, his voice, the smell and pain and embarrassment. I grabbed Alecs shoulders and pushed him away, his lips lost the contact to my dick and his finger slid out. "Stop!" Alec sat up looking down at me with a concerned expression. I tried to get rid of the memories flashing in my head, but I didn't succeed. "Magnus..." Alexander knew something was more than wrong, he cupped my cheek with his left hand looking even more concerned. "Honey... Did I do something wrong?... Please tell me what's wrong..."

This was so silly! That's Alexander who's touching me, he would rather die than to hurt me, I knew that... but that knowledge didn't help.

Alecs POV

I could see that he was torturing himself, I just needed to look at him now to know that he wasn't save the last days. There had been sexual harassment, maybe he had been raped. I knew for sure that he had been hurt and in a very bad way. I didn't know what happened first, my heart shattering into a million pieces or the burning up from anger and hate for myself because I didn't protect him. I closed my hand over his cheek, softly caressing his soft skin and the light stubble, looking deep into his eyes before his eyelids slid shut and he snuggled deeper into my hand. "I should've found you earlier. I didn't protect you. I can't say how sorry I am, I would give anything to take those last days away from you, delete those memories..." His eyes opened again and locked with mine. "It's not your fault, Alexander. I don't want to talk about what happened... let's just switch... let me top..." I let him turn us over so he was laying on top of me. "Magnus, we don't have to do anything. We can just lay here, talk and be together..."

I was interrupted as his lips crashed down on mine hard, nearly breaking the skin of my lips with his pressure. My head was yanked back, his fingers gripped my hair so tight it was hurting, his tongue slipped into my mouth, silencing my moan effectively. I wanted to stop him or to slow him down. I didn't know if this aggressive behavior helped him or if he wanted to show me that he's okay, which I knew it wasn't the case. He pushed my hands down into the pillow above my head, his lips never left mine and I felt my wrists pressed together as Magnus closed my belt around them before he fixated it on the bedframe, pulling my arms up. I groaned into his mouth but did nothing to stop him, when he felt the need to take the control, he could have it. His lips went down to my throat and then further down to my nipples, somehow the cold gold chains from his collar which glided over my hot skin with every move he made, felt very nice and made me more sensitive to Magnus nibbling and biting on my flesh.

I tried desperately to get some oxygen into my lungs, but I was panting like a dog and felt like jelly under his lips, tongue, teeth and hands which scratched their way down over my abs to my dick, his fingers closed tightly around it. There was no way of getting enough air to think straight again, everything was just Magnus. His fragrance hit my nostrils sending me into a bliss, goosebumps rose on my arms after the shiver that ran down my spine. It was like I was laying in a thick cloud of heat and arousal beneath Magnus. His hand worked eagerly and in a steady rhythm on my dick, his thumb gliding over the head and spreading the pre cum. "Magnus... God!..." I tried to dig my fingers in his hair and was remembered of the fact that I wasn't allowed to touch him. I growled and tried to get my hands free in a lame attempt to be real, but I wanted to give him his will and overpower me.

The thought of stopping him flashed through my mind again, as I recognized why he wanted the power and control in this situation but it was thrown out the window as his index finger entered me. I gasped more than I moaned and was silenced by his lips closing over mine. My legs automatically spread wider for Magnus and my hips moved on their own, meeting the rough thrusts of his finger and wanting to feel more of him.

I tugged at my bonds again a little more eager this time but stopped it to grab the pillow instead as a second finger entered me and hit my prostate with every thrust. I threw my head back disconnecting our lips, but I needed to breath... and moan audibly without Magnus taking the sound away directly from my lips. I opened my eyes and saw him watching me, his gaze showed how turned on he got by seeing the arousal on my face, he was so damn beautiful with those upstanding, soft, black ears, disheveled hair, swollen lips... But my eyes closed while his fingers hit that bundle of nerves inside of me again. "Fuck!... Magnus... Ahh..." I almost whimpered as Magnus' fingers slid out of me and watched him as he took his place between my legs, laid my left foot on his shoulder, lined up and pushed his thick, long hardness into me in one hard motion. Magnus didn't give me time to relax, everything was hard, rough, relentless. His lips crashed down onto mine, now cracking the skin and tearing blood that gave the kiss a coppery taste, the fingernails of his right hand formed angry red and deep marks on my hip and then on my ass as he grabbed it to push even deeper into me and hold me in place, after breaking the kiss and pushing himself up on his left arm. He almost slipped out completely before his hips snapped forward hitting my prostate hard with every thrust.

His moans were low, nearly inaudible mine were so damn loud they had to be heard in this whole realm. Magnus was angry and at this moment I was his outlet for some relief. I didn't know what he was angry about exactly, but it didn't matter though, when he needed the control he got it from me, over my body, my moans, his body and the sex, the straining of the belt around my wrists, the sounds of the bed hitting the wall with his thrusts. With all my willpower I could've mustered to watch him a few seconds, he almost looked exerted with his eyes closed, fighting with his feelings and thoughts, like he was distraught in one second and lost in the pleasure the other second. "Magnus... I'm... I'm close..." He remained hitting my prostate with every thrust and it was just too much, he didn't even touch my hard arousal but still I was close to my orgasm. The top of his black tail twitched from side to side slowly and that sight was so hot, I just couldn't help it.

His movements became even harder and faster and my eyes slid shut again, I heard his ragged breathing and the sharp intake of breath from myself while his relentless thrusts became painful and mixed with the pleasure. The moment I was drifting over the edge, he grabbed my jaw ungentle and kissed me hard, which I didn't really reply to while I shot my load between our stomachs, sticking us together. I moaned in his mouth, my tongue just sloppily playing with his forceful one and my body quivering beneath him riding out the waves of the orgasm. A few thrusts later, his lips still stealing every bit of air I needed, he moaned loudly and came inside of me. Our lips disconnected as he laid his forehead onto mine, panting heavily and riding out his own orgasm, his hips now moving slowly, sliding in and out of me a few more times to enjoy the feeling as long as possible.

He blinked a few times, his eyelashes tickled the skin on my face. It was as if he woke up from a dream, his hand which still held my jaw firmly lost its grip and he pushed himself up to look down on me. He almost looked shocked and... ashamed, then he opened the belt to let my wrists go free, but before he could catch them and examine the dark red angry marks left on them, I let my arms slid around his waist and pulled him down onto me. "I'm sorry. So sorry. I..." "It's okay, honey. You don't have to apologize." I let one hand slide into his black soft hair and crawled his skin between the cat ears to sooth his pain and calm him down. Magnus grabbed a few tissues from the box on the bedside table and cleaned us up in silence before cuddling back into my side and pulling a blanket over us. He laid his head on my chest, my fingers immediately found their way back into his hair. "I'm really sorry. I wasn't angry because of you but you had to pay for it, that wasn't fair." "Do you want to talk about it now?" I felt his ears twitching back, because of what?... Fear? I didn't really know, just assumed it, cause his fingers stopped drawing circles on my stomach, too. A few seconds everything was silent, then he said without looking at me: "I wasn't raped..." I let out a deep breath I didn't recognize I was holding it in. "...but someone... someone molested me... I always thought I'm strong enough to protect myself but he... he showed me that I was wrong..."

My hands twitched in his hair and at his back, I swallowed hard, suppressing my anger. I was right, I wasn't there when he needed me the most... my thoughts ran a thousand miles a second and I swallowed hard again before I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths which didn't calm me down. "Magnus..." I wanted to say so much and got nothing out... "No, darling. It's not your fault and I don't want to hear that you should've been there." He lifted his head off my chest and looked into my face. "Please look at me." I opened my eyes and looked into those gorgeous gold green cat eyes. "I know you did everything you could to get to me. I heard you at the black market dealers' place, now you're here, risking your life for me... and I... I nearly rape you here..." I laid my hand on his cheek, softly caressing his cheekbone. "No, you did nothing like that. You needed to be in control after what happened the last days and you got angry because you didn't have control and couldn't get it. I understand it and I'm the last one who won't give up the control for you. I love you, Magnus." I leaned up and kissed those swollen red lips softly and with all my love. Magnus directly responded and deepened the kiss, letting his tongue dance with mine. As we both needed air to breath, he broke the kiss and let his finger glide over the crack in my lower lip. "Did I hurt you?" I grinned and answered: "Not more than I like it." I pulled him down for another kiss but was stopped from something I saw from the corner of my eyes. I pulled Magnus to my side instead and tried to shield him with my body. I looked to the left side of the bed and saw a young warlock child who leaned his head on the bedspread while sitting next to it on the floor. "Hi. Who are you? What did you do to Magnus? Did he hurt you? I heard you screaming and praying for God as if you were in pain..." Magnus grabbed the blanket and pulled it higher over our naked bodies rolling his eyes for the kid's behavior. "Ezekiel... stop rambling. What are you doing here?"