Madness or Purpose (17 page)

As our marks graze one another everything turns hazy and my vision blurs in and out.

I feel my pants fall to the floor and his a moment or so later. Gavin pulls me to my knees and then lies me down on the floor boards. Most of my torso is over a rug of some sort so the grainy wood doesn’t give me splinters as Gavin thrusts inside of me. I scream in surprise and pleasure all at once. Our bodies move together in rhythm as the storm rages outside. I swear I had on panties, but I’m so consumed by my need for Gavin I seem to be missing small details like Gavin ripping off my panties which I now notice a few feet away on the floor. Rain and ice pellets drum against the windows and roof. Quickly the outside noise becomes a background to the sound of his ragged breathing and my own. In all the frustration of the past days I forgot how amazing being with Gavin makes me feel. We don’t speak we just feel learning every inch of each other’s body. My vision never clears, but it never completely fades either. Gavin is sure to cover every inch of my trembling body with his lips and then leads me over to the couch a bit further into the room. His eyes flash from their brilliant blue-silver to a vibrant red. At first it’s frightening but is quickly excites me almost as much as his contact.

I straddle his lap never losing contact with him. Gavin grins confidently as he puts me in control of our sexual escapade. As I take in his naked body I swallow hard. His skin is lightly flushed from our activity and his breathing though somewhat even is labored and his eyes are glazed with lust and longing. His arms are at his sides but I can see the tensing in his muscles, he is forcing himself not to simply have his way with me. I wouldn’t mind at this point, but I am enjoying myself just the same. I almost tremble as I lean down to his shoulder. I gently trail kisses along his shoulder and collar bone nipping on occasion and hearing him try to suppress the sounds of his own pleasure. “Gav, baby, you know you want to. Just let it out.” I whisper in his ear just before I go back to running my tongue along his jaw line. He shudders and his hands grasp my hips.

Without my permission he pulls me down hard on top of him and my eyes roll back in my head as I cry out. I remove his hands from my hips and playfully smack his cheek. “Bad!” I tell him.

Gavin pouts playfully and I teasingly drag my hard nipples over his chest as I slowly move up and down on top of him. I know my slow pace is torturing him. Gavin’s aura flashes erratically and his head falls back over the top of the couch. As I continue to torture him I feel my own needs bubbling up inside of me. In my distraction he slides his hands back up my thighs grasping my hips. His hands pull me down onto him forcefully and I close my own eyes as flames engulf my skin literally.

But nothing burns nothing hurts. All I feel is erotic pleasure racing through my veins. Gavin urges me to ride faster and in my overwhelming desire I oblige him.
“Please don’t stop!”
He begs me.
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
I can feel sparks jumping between our bodies and see that the flames surrounding us don’t even singe the furniture. With my head tossed back Gavin takes the opening to run his tongue up the center of my body between my breasts.

Where he makes sure to stop and run his tongue in circles around each nipple.

Quickly he takes one in his mouth and flicks it repeatedly with his tongue. It burns like fire and my body tingles like I’m being electrocuted. I feel my entire body tense and I can’t help but scream. I can feel my body release and cover Gavin’s throbbing erection. Not to be left out he flips me around quickly and thrusts inside me sliding easily in and out as fast as he can. My body continues to be wracked with orgasm after orgasm as I cry out digging my nails into his back. In one final thrust his warmth fills me from the inside and he rolls me on top of him. For a now, we lay panting and exhausted. Outside all is quiet as the storm we created has dissipated with the end of our much needed sexual escapade. Soon after everything goes dark and my exhaustion takes over.

A False Bottom

I wake to the sun streaming through the dusty window panes each particle scattering light like a prism and Zoe’s light snoring. She is so beautiful when she is asleep. Her face looks peaceful, not plagued with worry and uncertainty. Each time we allow ourselves to simply be who we are and just enjoy each other I feel so close to her. Zoe makes me feel amazing. I mean we have always been friends and the sex is great, but being able to share everything, even my inner thoughts, it’s more than I could ever have imagined. You might think it would worry more because I would know her fears as well as everything else, but those types of things were the things I always wished I knew. I want to be there for her in every way and being able to share like this makes it possible.

Not being able to control my own emotions is frustrating. I mean seriously, I wish my hormones and fire weren’t connected. I like Dominic, but when he looks at her, when anybody that doesn’t have someone attached to them, looks at her I get possessive. I know it’s wrong, but I don’t have any control over it. I mean I have been with her forever and yet at the same time without her. I always had to worry if she would date other guys. I guess I was lucky that most guys tended to piss her off and she was one of those girls that actually knew what she wanted. I don’t think I would have been able to stand it if she had been with someone else. I don’t even know what that would have done to us. If she had sex with a guy before me, I think our bond would have been severed and I might have ended it.

Wow, that’s a dark thought. I am definitely glad that didn’t happen. Maybe Jaron has some tips? I should ask him.

I gently move out from under Zoe and let her continue sleeping. I find my pants and slip them on. I step outside to grab our bags from the truck, when I notice the mass amount of damage to the surrounding trees. Damn, we sure did make a mess. I’m not even sure we can get the truck back out…guess we might have to call in some help. I shake my head and go back inside. I can’t do anything, so, I might as well wait until Zoe wakes up. Plopping down in a worn out arm chair, I pull my phone from my pocket and flip it open. I have ten texts from Natasha, and one from Dean. I start with Dean’s because I have a feeling it’s to the point. His messages usually are. *Can you two come in early? We could use some extra set up help tonight.* I stand up and head out the door again. Once outside I roam around the open area trying to find the most signal possible. Once I find a decent spot I dial Dean’s number and wait. When he picks up I begin explaining the situation. By the time I hang up he has grabbed the guys and they are heading our way.

It took us quite a while to get here and frankly I didn’t know where we were so one of the guys hacked into the GPS on my phone and they figured out where we are. It will take them a while though, because I am sure that many of the roads we took won’t exactly be on a map. The door creaks as I enter the small cottage like cabin. Zoe stirs but doesn’t wake up. I make my way to the fireplace and start arranging the timbers for a fire. I concentrate on flames in my mind and a small flame appears in the palm of my hand. The timbers catch quickly as they are very dry and the smell of the cedar slowly begins to fill the small cabin. I feel the air warm and Zoe stirs again, mumbling something about hidden messages or something. She rolls over facing my direction and her eyes slowly blink open. A smile spreads across her lips as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. She sits up and the blanket lying over her body drops to her lap exposing her. Zoe gasps and gathers the blanket around her naked body. “It’s not like I haven’t seen that before.” She just glares at me and sticks her tongue out. “Don’t taunt me girl, you’ll regret it!” Zoe continues and as I stand and move towards her a grin spreads across her face and she tries to move as far from me as possible on the couch. I stand towering over her with a determined gaze. For an instant her grin fades and fear begins to spread over her features. I fall to the floor laughing and begin to roll around. “You ass, what’s wrong with you,” Zoe yells.

I catch my breath and finish my laughing episode while she quickly puts clothes on.

Once I get up off the floor I grab Zoe by the hand and pull her toward a small window by the door. “Look what we did.” I say pointing to the fallen trees. “Ooops,” she mumbles from under the hand covering her mouth. “I guess you were right to bring us out here ZZ,” I say with a grin. She slugs me in the shoulder and I just laugh harder.

“You know I tease, but I am sort of serious. I don’t know how much longer I could have tried to ignore you and we might have leveled the apartment building or burnt it down or something. Hell we could have taken out power to a city block!” “Gavin! Stop! I…”ZZ starts yelling but soon we are both laughing so hard we can barely breathe. “But seriously, Gavin, how are we going to get back to the city we have to work the bar tonight?” “I called the guys; they will be here in probably an hour or two. They have to use the GPS coordinates from my cell phone to get here, and I doubt all these roads are on a map.” I just grin.

“Well, what should we do until they get here ZZ?” I ask wiggling my eyebrows at her. Turning to me she tilts her head to the side a bit and her brow furrows. “Is that all you think about?” “Is what all I think about ZZ?” “SEX, you ass!” “Of course, I like your ass.” I tease her. “Holy hell Gavin, could you at least try and be serious?”

“ZZ, chill out, I was only teasing. I was actually being serious. You brought me up here for more than just last night. Why here?” “Gavin, I told you yesterday.” “I know all that, but there is something else. You were mumbling in your sleep about hidden messages. What was that all about? I’ve stayed out of your head because I’d hoped you would tell me without me having to snoop.” I lead her to the small wooden table and motion for her to sit down. She sighs and closes her eyes trying to decide how to say whatever it is she is keeping from me. I move to a bag I grabbed from the truck and rifle through it to find something for breakfast.

The crisp outside air slips through the cracks around the small window over the kitchen sink. I remain silent giving her a moment or two to collect her thoughts before I probe her for more information. I find a box of pancake mix that just needs water, bottled water, and a small bottle of syrup. I start digging in the cupboards for some sort of frying pan. After a thorough search of the kitchen I wandered around looking for any other type of storage closet or self. By the fire place a flat piece of cast iron with a very rudiment handle catches my eye. I snag it and bring it back to the kitchen rinsing it off with some of the water from the grocery bag. Zoe’s back is to me. She moves to a window off the small dining area and her eyes looking beyond the scene outside. Zoe’s gaze is far beyond today; her mind is like fog and her aura flashes and dances about her. I continue making breakfast mixing the batter in an old tin bowl left in one of the cupboards.

“I have dreams, but they aren’t dreams, they’re memories. Not my memories, well at least mostly not my memories. Sometimes it’s like hearing snippets from a conversation or seeing a few frames from a movie. Gavin, someone left me a message here in this cabin. It’s something important, it’s meant for more than just me. I’m supposed to share it with you. I’m afraid to look. I have no idea what I might find,” Zoe explains in almost a whisper. I walk up behind her slipping my arms around her waist and laying my head on her shoulder. “Don’t be scared ZZ. I’m here with you and we’ll look for it together. You’ve got to trust me Zoe, I’m always with you 200%.” I turn her and lift her chin so she is looking me in the eyes. A solitary tear rolls down her cheek and her eyes are solid sapphire. “As long as I breathe you will not be alone Zoe. Don’t you ever forget it.” I gently touch my lips to hers. Zoe’s body relaxes and she lets her guard down. She pulls away but lays her head to my chest and wraps her arms around my torso. “I will make us pancakes and then we’ll search.” She nods her head.

While we finish our food and Zoe does her usual of licking the excess syrup off the plate, I can’t help but laugh at her. “I can’t believe you do that, seriously,” I say shaking my head.

“Well, not everyone has to cut their pancakes up into tiny pieces before they can eat them, freak,” Zoe fires back with an evil little grin. “You’ll pay for that one.” I respond pushing her raised plate into her face. Zoe freezes and I realize what I just did. The paper plate is stuck to her face and the syrup drips down her neck pooling along the collar of her t-shirt. I reach out and pull the plate from her face revealing her bright red eyes and a death glare.

“I’m sorry ZZ; don’t move I’ll get a wet rag or something.” I say dashing for the kitchen. I can feel the electricity in the air and the last thing I need is her losing her temper. I grab an old rag on a rack near the wash basin and a bottle of water. I soak the rag and turn around to see a red eyed Zoe standing behind me. I warm the rag in my hand quickly and lift it to her angry face. She is faster than me and her hands are suddenly on either side of my face. An evil grin spreads across her face and before I have a chance to flee she rubs her syrup covered face all over mine and we both burst out laughing.

“Ok Gav, let’s clean up and see what we can find.” “Sure.” After removing the sticky substance from our faces and changing clothes we begin our search. “Where should we start?” I ask her. “Well, there used to be a hidden compartment under the floor boards there.” ZZ tells me pointing to an area near the fireplace. Moving closer to check it out I really don’t see much of anything. I grab a smaller log from the small wood pile and start tapping the floor boards listening for a hollow sound. After a moment or two Zoe grabs my arm to stop me and points to an area I just tested. “There…it sounded different there.” Reaching into my pocket I pull out my knife and begin running it along the seams of the boards. After a moment the blade slides between two boards. I run it as far as it will go around the board removing the built up dirt and loosening the board. I pry it up and set it off to the side. It’s too dark under the boards for even us guardians to see what’s inside. I light a small flame in the palm of my hand and lower it into the hollow place below the floor.