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Chapter 6- Breaking point (Lemon)
Mah-ron gasped, making Kane turn as well to follow Sabin's gaze. His was full of pain. But Mah-ron didn't see that. She was running and crying, Cream's ears brushing over her shoulder.
She wasn't watching where she was going. She just knew she had to get away. She had been betrayed again and she felt like her heart had exploded into thousands of sharp shards that pierced all her other insides. She was also afraid. Sabin wanted her dead, all for a box she wasn't even sure about. Yes, Aeron had told her about the story but she would have noticed if she had something that special, wouldn't she?
"Mah-ron? What's wrong love?" Aeron watched as Mah-ron ran past then skidded to a halt and spun to him, her expression stricken. He instantly growled and was next to her in two strides. "Tell me. Now."
Mah-ron whimpered softly but leaned into Aeron's touch, tears still pouring from her eyes. "Kane hates me! He absolutely hates me! Sabin poisoned him!" She slumped and held Cream to her as she trembled. Aeron blinked at her then smiled. If she believed this then she wouldn't want to be near Kane. But, he had also caused her this pain because she liked him so much. And that made his smile disappear.
He scooped her up and walked to his room. He gently set her on the bed and touched her shoulder. "Honey?" When she looked up he gently put his hands on her rabbit. "May I? I want to make you feel better but I can't do it with you holding him…"
Mah-ron hesitated and her arms drew tight around Cream. She studied Aeron for a moment. He wasn't Kane but she felt though that she could trust him. She handed her pet over.
Aeron smirked and gently set the creature in the tub and closed the door of the bathroom so he wouldn't get out while he was with Mah-ron. He strode over to her and frowned. She had curled on her side and was still crying. He touched her gently, petting her back. "Want me to make it go away? The pain?" He asked, voice husky.
She sniffed and turned to face Aeron, her vision was blurry and she could scarcely hear over Distrust. Don't! He'll hurt you! You know not to stay here with these people! Instead, Mah-ron reached from Aeron. "Please…"
Aeron smirked and pulled Mah-ron to him, feeling just how tiny she was now that he was welcome to touch her. He wiped her face with his thumbs and cupped her cheeks, warm and wet. He couldn't help but slide his hand down her hair, back and to cup her butt.
Mah-ron shivered at his touch and blinked up at him, trying to clear her view as well as her head. But all she could feel was heat and want. She bit her bottom lip as his hand slid down and her eyes widened as she looked up at him with a wanting expression. She put her hands on his chest, just now realizing it was bare and a bit wet. She giggled and her hands slid up so that they linked behind his neck. "Why?"
Wrath was quiet in Aeron's head and he blinked at his woman as if she asked him why the sky was blue. "Just do, you make it peaceful inside and yet…. spark something in me. I have to have you by me…for always…" He realized now that he meant what he said. And that she was also mortal. But surely, Distrust wouldn't let the girl die, or age.
Mah-ron didn't notice his hesitation. She was blushing and smiling cuddling into him. "Thank you…" She sniffed and buried her face in his neck. She didn't realize that Aeron had taken her shoes off and that his free hand was pushing her skirt up.
Noticing what he was doing, he stopped and grit his teeth. He wanted her, he knew, from the pounding of his heart and the ringing in his ears. She was so close and so warm, lying against him, heating what part of him she touched. He gently moved so that he had her pressed into the headboard. "I'm not done making it better yet…or do you want me to stop."
The little caramel girl blinked up at him, tears dried now but panting a little, she shivered and crossed her legs. "J-just a little more…" She managed and closed her eyes, letting her headboard against the headboard. She was wondering if he could feel it too, her head was swimming with dizziness and she felt consumed with energy of erratic manner as well as need.
He smirked at her request and happily obliged. He first laved over her racketing pulse and bite gently, grinning as she moaned. He then kissed a trail to her lips and pressed deep, exploring her everything, like he never got to do before, like he never thought to do before.
Mah-ron arched and her fingers gripped his hair, nails dragging over his scalp and he growled and bit her bottom lip. She whimpered softly and her hands slid down to the waist of his pants and paused there. She wasn't sure. She wanted him but what would he do after he got what he wanted?
Aeron noticed her hesitation and gently put her arms back on his shoulders and he kissed her firmly. "Take your time… I'll take mine…" He panted and gave her a heady look. "I want everything to be perfect for you. I'd do anything to give you that…"
Blush and heat soaked Mah-ron to the bone. She shivered at the force and gulped. "D-does that mean…" She gasped, unable to finish her question.
Aeron was still biting trails over her neck as he ripped her shirt off from the back. "Mean…what?" He frowned at her hesitation. "Tell me…you can trust me…"
Mah-ron closed her eyes lost in pleasure, her hands slid down over his chest and rested on his lap. She hadn't wanted him to stop, to notice, but now that he had she couldn't deny it. "T-that you…" A long pause. "L-love me…"
Love? Aeron hadn't thought about that. He studied the girl in his arms again. Beautiful, strong, stubborn, a heaven he wanted to explore and lose himself in. She was panting, wavy hair washing over his sheets and blinking up at him with the frightened innocence of a child but with the knowledge only a woman beyond her years would have. And then there were her gifts. And the way she made him feel. "Yes…" He growled out, voice hoarse. "You have my love…and my protection and myself…my everything…"
Did he just say yes? Mah-ron blinked, her face flushing worse and her breath stopping. Her hand fell over her heart. She hadn't expected him to be honest but she could hear it in his voice. Instantly, she started to cry.
"What's wrong?" Instant panic consumed Aeron. He leaned close and cupped Mah-ron cheek, gently, wiping at the tears. "What did I do?" When she merely hiccupped and didn't answer. He winced. Should he not have told her? "Please look at me…tell me…"
Blinking tears from her eyes, Mah-ron looked up at him and smiled, giggling a little. "You did nothing wrong, I'm just happy…" She studied him and then moved his hand, gentle fingers over his huge hand, to her heart and smiled shyly.
He smirked at her gesture and moved to kiss her sweetly as he peeled her clothes from her. Mah-ron didn't protest, in fact she tugged at the waist of his jeans and panted softly in his ear as he laved lower. He gently pulled away, smirking as he heard a whine.
Opening her eyes to protest, Mah-ron was stunned into silence. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she watched Aeron He was pushing off his jeans while still pinning her and she gasped at the sight of him. At attention and pointed right at her as if it knew the way. Mah-ron eased backward into the headboard but one of her hands reached out to touch him, too curious not to.
Wrath smirked as he watched the woman beneath him reach over, he moved so that her fingertips touched the head and he instantly groaned. He scanned her again and his cock twitched in response. She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. She was smaller than most but her breasts her a good handful and her slender torso led to thick thighs that promised never to go of him until he was sated.
Mah-ron blushed a bit and looked up to see if what she was doing was okay. But Aeron wasn't looking at her hand; he was staring at her core, the light dusting of hair there and she gasped. "Um…" Would he touch her as she did him? She frowned and put her other hand on his hard chest. "Not done yet…"
Chuckling, Aeron tore his gaze from his waiting heaven and looked down. "Do as you please…" He pressed closer and watched her, body tight in anticipation.
A bit nervous now, little Mah-ron wrapped her fingers around Aeron's length. Or tried, he was thick and hard, throbbing for her, she realized. She heard a growl of satisfaction and him pumping into her hand. She smirked and worked her hand faster, liking that she pleased him, even without him entering her.
"Now you…" Aeron suddenly groaned and in quick movement, he pressed over her a bit and worked two fingers over her core. Mah-ron gasped and arched, instantly soaked. She whimpered and gasped out, gripping the sheets and Aeron added two more fingers. "Like?" He watched her writhe and pant, wanting only her pleasure.
"Yes, yes!" Mah-ron all but screamed, then whined again when Aeron pulled his hand back, juice slid down his palm and wrist and he looked like he wanted to lick it all off. Mah-ron's face heated. "Don't!" Her voice was scared.
He frowned; he had never smelt anything so sweet and tempting. He then got a wicked idea as he picked Mah-ron up and took her place on the bed. "Fine, I won't…but…" He smirked as he watched her expression turn from hesitant to pleased and curious. "Instead, you have to sit on my face."
"Wha-what?!" Mah-ron looked around, as if for invisible help, but none came, and she realized Aeron had locked his bedroom door. Then she felt Aeron's hands on her hips, coaxing her up toward his head. "Aeron…" Her voice was a pleading whine.
He palmed her curvy backside and smirked at the warmth. "Only if you want…" He looked up at her. He meant it; to have her like this was enough, for now. He had time. But he got a pleasant surprise.
Her tiny hips slid over his neck and hovered a bit over his lips. He looked up at Mah-ron who was watching with a frightening but wanting expression, hands curling around the headboard. She nodded to him and closed her eyes.
Delighted, Aeron leaned up and licked once. He got a whimpered pleasure moan. And then he lost it; he held her hips tight and devoured her mindlessly. Mah-ron started to scream and gripped the headboard harder, but she slumped anyways, creaming all the while. When sweetness hit his tongue, he couldn't get enough, as well as her screams. He bit down gently and was rewarded with another scream and more cherry nirvana.
She couldn't take much more. No one had ever done that to her body and made her feel like that. She eased upward with the last bit of her energy. Aeron noticed and held her steady. "Stop for now?" He asked, voice husky, he was soaked in her essence and he loved it. He loved the fact that she was his and if not that she was behaving like it and would come around soon. "Did I please you?" There was hopefulness in his voice.
Mah-ron nodded slowly and with Aeron's help slid down his chest and abs, snuggling close to him. Only then did he realize that she was trembling. She whined out and curled into his side and he pulled the sheets over them and stroked her back until her breathing quieted.
Sleep about to claim her, she let herself relax into Aeron's side and her fingers wander through his hair. She breathed in deep and slipped off into her dreams. Aeron chuckled and though he didn't want to leave her warmth or comfort, he decided she needed to eat too. He carefully rose, careful not to disturb her and showered before dressing and opening the door.
He almost walked right into Reyes, who had a stricken look on his face. It got worse when he craned his neck to see past Aeron and into his room.
When Reyes's eyes fell on Mah-ron sleeping form, half covered by a black silk sheet but nothing else his heart sank into his feet. "You didn't…. please tell me you didn't…" His voice betrayed him by choking at the ends, words a burden heavier than any weight.
Aeron wasn't even fazed, nor did Wrath stir in his head at the fact hat Reyes was concerned about his woman. "Not yet…just tasted…" His voice was mild. "I have to get her food now..." He brushed by Pain, happier than he'd ever been.
But Reyes stood rooted to the spot in horror for a moment longer. He slowly walked into Aeron's room and leaned over to see Mah-ron. She was deep asleep and the scent of arousal still clung to her. Her hair was a tangled web of ebony under her, her breathing slow and sweet. She bit into her bottom lip before smiling and turning on her side. Then Reyes's world went black.
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Danika woke with a start, sweat making her clothes cling to her for the fifth time that week. But inside, anger, jealousy and pain claimed her and fought for dominance. Did she really just dream that? No, it was too close, too powerful, too real to have been a dream. Reyes had found another, and he was in more pain than usual because it was unrequited. A growl escaped her as hot tears slid down her face.
One more thing Reyes didn't know. The girl had what those men wanted.
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When Aeron came back, he found Reyes passed out next to Mah-ron, who was still asleep. He sighed, gently put the tray down and walked over to the man that was like his brother. He touched his shoulder and shook.
Reyes jolted upward and blinked at Aeron with blurry vision but it quickly cleared and his expression hardened. Without a word, he rose and left the room. Aeron watched him go and exhaled but then picked up the tray again. "Mah-ron?"
But the girl was having a nightmare. "I don't have it! I swear! Don't hurt me, Sabin..." She tossed and almost fell off the bed, but Aeron caught her in a quick motion. His jaw was tight but she didn't wake, she merely whimpered.
"Why would he hurt you?" Wrath suddenly slammed itself into the front of Aeron's consciousness and he howled in pain and fury.
Mah-ron jumped and woke, her eyes widened. "Y-your face, Awin…" Her voice wasn't exactly scared, but more so surprised and concerned.
Aeron closed his eyes and opened his arms. "Come to me now…please…" He waited for Mah-ron, and after a moment's pause he felt her press into his and he cuddled her. He breathed in deep and felt her shiver and purr softly. He pushed Wrath to the back of his mind as far as he could get, for the demon still had its claws in his thoughts. "Why…would Sabin hurt you, love?"
Mah-ron stiffened. She hasn't told anyone she talked in her sleep. That was one more reason she preferred to sleep alone. "B-because he thinks I have Pandora's box, but I don't he almost hurt by bunny and he twisted my arm…" Mah-ron spoke in a rush and held tight to Aeron. "Please don't let him get me."
She felt Aeron's arms tighten around her and his hot breath on her neck. She shivered again and moaned. Aeron however had no intention of letting go. He scooped her up and carried her to his closet. "We're going to talk tot Lucien…"
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Lucien sighed and rubbed his scars absently. He was getting very irritated with Sabin. "Not going to let this drop are you?"
Sabin's frown deepened. HE didn't understand why Lucien was protecting the girl. Or was he doing it so Aeron wouldn't lose himself to bloodlust. "So you won't let me interrogate the girl?" He popped his jaw.
"Using your usual methods?" He watched as Doubt nodded. "Then no…Yes she's a Lord, yes she's learning to deal with it. But why would she put herself in danger as well?"
Sabin was about to answer with Aeron walked in, with Mah-ron. He gave the girl a feral smile. "Speaking of the lady of the hour…."
Doubt's gaze made Mah-ron whimper and hide her face in Aeron's shoulder, making his adjust so that she wouldn't slide down his back. He was the only one to hear her growl. Wrath bared his teeth. "Touch her and die…"
Lucien sighed and stepped in-between the two men and frowned, making his face even scarier. "Enough…." He turned to Aeron. "May I?" He knew to ask Aeron because he had before said he wouldn't allow anyone else to touch Mah-ron. When he hesitated he leaned closer. "Would you rather me or him?"
"Neither…"Aeron scowled and he eased Mah-ron to the floor and she instantly clamped onto Lucien, never taking her eyes from Sabin. He noticed the blade hidden just underneath her glove. He watched carefully.
Mah-ron looked up at Lucien with wide doe eyes. She wasn't exactly sure what the man wanted from her but she knew she wouldn't like it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be with Paris. She preferred his room in comparison to the attention she was getting now. "Mah-ron?" At the sound of her name, she jumped, making Lucien raise an eyebrow. Death sighed. "Do you or don't you have the dimOuniak?" She must have looked confused because he repeated. "Pandora's book?"
A growl escaped the small girl, she clutched the sides of her head as Distrust whispered to her, but she couldn't make out the words. The voice was unbearable. She dropped to her knees. "I told….Reyes and…Aeron. I don't have it." She barely managed to look up at Lucien who studied her.
Aeron could watch no longer, in two strides he was by Mah-ron and picked her up. Lucien turned to Sabin. "Satisfied? She doesn't have it. Now leave Aeron's woman alone."
Sabin growled, fists clenching at his sides. Aeron noticed and clutched the crying girl tighter to him, he bared his teeth. But Sabin wasn't looking at Aeron; his gaze was fixed on Mah-ron. The whispers in her head, he'd heard. Protect the box, hide the box, don't let them take it… That's what it had said. Mah-ron had obviously not understood, but she did as Distrust asked none the less. But the looks on Lucien and Aeron's faces meant he would have to fight this battle later. He nodded and backed out of the room.
Aeron watched with cautious untrusting eyes then turned to Lucien. "Thank you…" He adjusted Mah-ron who let him and sniffed, and he felt the dampness on his neck. He started to pet her back.
Death nodded and sighed. He studied the couple for a moment before smirking. "I know I probably shouldn't ask this but would you rather the women here, or not?" Now, Lucien could smell that super sweet strawberry and cream scent again and he was looking around, as inconspicuously as possible.
Wrath didn't notice the smell. He was trying to calm Mah-ron who was muttering curses about Sabin. He didn't blame her. He turned to his friend and looked around. "Rather they be here…" He thought about how much better Maddox was with Ashlyn, not to mention free of his curse as well as Reyes and Lucien of theirs. And he thought about himself and Mah-ron. "Yes…"
Lucien nodded and smiled as the scent faded into nothingness. "Agreed…now I believe you should take her to bed…not that way..." He frowned at Aeron, whose eyes had lit up at his comment. He sighed.
Obeying his friend's advice, Aeron quickly bowed out of the room and raced for his. He had noticed Mah-ron go limp and figured she had fainted again, which he was steadily growing to hate. He didn't like that she would get so stressed out over stupid things like Sabin. He wanted her happy and safe.
He slipped into his room quietly and set Mah-ron on the bed, she was still wearing his shirt and he groaned at the thought, he groaned at the thought of what was under that shirt. He chuckled and when she started to stir he petted her hair. "Hush love hush…. close your eyes…. let the music of Orpheus drift you away…from the top of Mount Olympus, to the meadows below…dream sweet, little mortal…Zeus is watching over you…." He smiled as she calmed and snuggled into him, her head in his lap. Then he froze. He had sung about the old gods, not the titans who now held their place. Would he receive punishment? He slowly looked up. But lightening did not strike; he did not kill Mah-ron out of compulsion and his insides stayed within him. He breathed out a sigh.
That's right sweetheart, they didn't here you…. Spoke a silky sweet voice. There was a giggle as Aeron stiffened. Easy there cowboy…. I won't tell on you. I was just observing how sweet you've become… There was a scent of candy a slurp.
Aeron blinked. "Are you the Goddess who helped Maddox?" he looked around, but the voice was just in his head. He held Mah-ron tighter.
Anya was having fun, she watched Wrath closely, as she had done with the rest of he lords, but she knew that only Lucien had noticed. She purred at the thought.
"Goddess…" He could tell she was getting distracted and he didn't like it. Mah-ron started to stir, he wondered if she could her the goddess too.
Anya pouted to herself. First off, yes I am. And it's Anya, honey. Remember that. And your chicky-poo right there? She's in trouble and-
"What?!" Aeron hissed and Mah-ron jumped.
"Awin? Why are yelling…at the monkey?" her voice was drowsy and she dropped back to sleep. He barely calmed down enough to look around again.
"She didn't mean that, Anya…you were saying?" His voice was now strained and he held Mah-ron so he wouldn't have to deal with Wrath.
The demi-goddess smirked and shook her head. She thought that she would get insulted when Anya was full aware of Mah-ron and her quirks. I was saying that you need to protect your little one because if you don't…she dies…. She watched as Aeron sucked in a breath, held it. Something big is coming for her. She's way important, though I can't tell you why, but it does have to do with the box…and that Danika person… She watched as a muscle ticked under his eye, his jaw tighten. Well, that's all the time I have, you're little lover's gonna wake up now, ciao! I'll talk to you again soon…
The air of sweet candy dissipated and Mah-ron stretched and blinked at Aeron before sitting up and wandering to the door. Aeron was froze n on the bed. He was amazed at Anya, who if she was a goddess, didn't speak like any goddess he knew. Secondly, why would she warn him? What would she have to gain from it? Or was she lying? He couldn't take any chances with Mah-ron. "Where are you going?" He cursed the fact that his voice was so hoarse.
The tiny caramel girl half turned, making her hair swish. "To my room to get clothes?" Her voice half asked for permission but then iced over as if she didn't care for his response.
Before he realized it, he stood. "I'll…help you…" At her expression, he quickly added. "To bring your things in here…so that you don't have to go back and forth…" And so I can watch you…
Mah-ron blinked at Aeron. She couldn't tell if he was being nice or if he just wasn't going to leave her alone. But right now she didn't so much mind. "Ok…" She giggled and held out her hand. When he took it she started for her room.
Wrath watched as little Mah-ron swished in front of him and he couldn't help but smile. He would protect her, no mater what. He gave her a confused look however when they stopped outside her room and she stopped him. She frowned at him. "What?"
"Turn around…" He shook his head. Mah-ron crossed her arms and stepped up to him as if she was the taller one. "Turn around, I don't want you to know how to disable my traps…."
He couldn't help but smile, laugh and nod, doing as told. He liked, no loved her fire. Aeron listened as Mah-ron undid her little gadgets. He heard Lucien complain of them and couldn't help but smirk at her ingenuity. When the clicks and the whirs subsided he unfolded his arms. "May I come in now?"
He didn't get an answer; clothes were flying all over the room. "Yes…yes…maybe…ick, I brought that?" He watched and he noticed things were in three different piles. He was also happy to be invited in. The usual dull room was filled with her essence in every way. He had been in here before yes, but it always struck him in a way that even made Wrath slink quietly to the back of his mind, besides looking for something sexy.
"Which pile do I take?" Aeron smirked. "Or do you plan to make my room your own?" He teased. He looked up as Mah-ron stepped out of her closet, wearing a pretty green white and black dress but the top was completely tugged down. He instantly growled, wanting to have been the one to tug it down. He watched as Mah-ron face heated and she turned around halfway.
Mah-ron watched as Aeron reached for her and she gave him a cute pout. "The middle one… and cut that out, I'm not a piece of meat…" She slipped back into the closet before he could devour her with his eyes any more.
"Got it…and sorry. But you do know I will get to see…and take…" Aeron smirked at the last thought, and his cock twitched in response. He wanted more sweetness, all that Mah-ron had to offer, her heaven.
His little angel, however, was frozen in the closet and her heart was pounding fast. She knew that if everyone called her his woman she would have to prove it somehow but she thought that he would wait. "You promised…" She muttered to herself but when she stuck her head out she grinned wide. "I want to make Halu-halu. So can we go to town for stuff?"
Aeron's jaw tightened but he tried to look casual as he sat on her bed. "What is Halu-halu?" He asked, he hoped it wasn't so important that he would need to go to the city with her, but there could be hunters. But here, there was Sabin. She was safe nowhere. The thought made him growl.
Mah-ron smirked and ignored Aeron's annoyed sounds. "It's a kind of fruit salad. My Pinoy friend showed me how to make it and I wanted to make it for everyone. Is that ok?" She stepped out in an olive dress better suited for evening and knee boots. She smiled.
Aeron gawked and instantly hardened. His jaw hit the floor as he took in the low cleavage, the short skirt and the heels. She then smirked. "Mine…" He growled, walking toward her, and completely forgetting her question. He leaned down and kissed her hotly, getting a satisfied moan.
Hands on his massive chest, Mah-ron felt heat and warmth and need. She was melting into it but slowly eased back, lips spreading into a smile. "Y-yes…but you didn't answer me, Ink…"
"Ink?" He blinked at her. He knew that she liked nicknames, she had heard her call Reyes 'Rain.' He watched her and she pointed to his tattoos. "Ahh…got it… and yes you can go to the city, but I'm taking you…."
"Can't get rid of you, can I?" She teased and took his hand as well as a long fur jacket that she draped around herself. "Aren't you going to get a coat?"
"No….you can't get rid of me, and no I don't need one…" He smirked at her cuteness and clasped her hand. His voice was serious and his hold was firm. In fact, he move so that his hand was around her waist instead.