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Chapter Twelve - Pretty Poison

This time I know where I am.

After we trekked out from the forest we caught a ride with a stranger to the nearest airport before getting on yet another plane. Thankfully I wasn't blindfolded because I have now signed a contract so I was aware that we were heading to Madrid, Spain. But when we landed we immediately set off for a quiet town outside of the bustling capital. Now that, I didn't know.

It was eight o'clock when we reached the lone house tucked away amid mountains and forests. I'm starting to realize the pattern the team is taking but then again, I would do the same if I was trying to protect someone and needed to make an escape at any time.

Closing the curtains in my room I change into my pajamas before making my way towards the kitchen to have some dinner. The house is silent apart from the light clinking noise of cutlery and I assume most of the team have gone to get some shut eye.

I step into the room only to freeze when I notice Judah taking a sip of his tea. His eyes meet mine as he sets the mug down before resting his arms on the kitchen island. My core throbs immediately as his muscles flex making me wish I had stayed in my room. I calm down a little when I spot Cole sitting there who grins before waving me over.

Helping myself to the food I take a seat opposite Cole and we make small talk. He's very oblivious to the sexual tension between me and Judah. It's been suffocating us ever since we left the campsite, wrapped in quick glances filled with hidden desire and the oh so delicious heat of skin brushing on skin whenever our hands touch in passing.

My heart starts to race when Judah takes a seat beside me and makes sure to pull his stool close to mine. I watch helplessly as Cole finishes his food and stands to leave. He says something to us and waves goodbye but I barely hear him. Biting my lip, I make the decision to leave too and move to stand up. But Judah's hand curls around my thigh to stop me from doing so.

My breath hitches and I turn to him with wide eyes. He stares back at me intensely as his fingertips caress the inside of my thigh. He nods to my barely touched food and I hesitantly turn back to it. I sit rigidly as I finish my dinner before eating some berries from the fruit bowl.

The tension between us is electric and I fight hard not to make a sound from his gentle ministrations on my leg. But me taking a bite out of a strawberry and licking my lips seems to snap Judah's control completely. He swears heatedly before pulling me onto his lap and kissing me hungrily.

"Judah!" I gasp as I pull away for air.

"Do you want me?" He murmurs as he tucks my hair behind my ear only for his index finger to run across my jawline and grasp my chin.

"Yes." I moan softly when he kisses the base of my neck only to nip it harshly.

"You're going to be leaving soon and I don't want to waste another second without showing you just how good I can make you feel." He whispers as he stands before hoisting me onto his waist. "We're going to have to be really quiet, okay?"

"What if someone checks –"

"I've already made it seem like I'm sleeping and we'll push something against your door. If anyone hears us...well, they'll probably assume you're masturbating thinking of me – ow!" He whines when I twist his ear.

"Shut up and take my clothes off." I demand just as we enter my room.

"Yes ma'am." He drawls before biting his lip as he lays me down on the bed.

I watch as he pushes the chest of drawers up against the handle of the door so it doesn't open before pouncing on me. He takes his sweet time in sliding every article of clothing off me. I smirk when a husky groan escapes him at the sight of my bare body, realizing that I never had any underwear on.

He stills suddenly before leaning in closer with narrowed eyes. "Why are there scars wherever your tattoos are?"

Fuck, I think to myself. I forgot about those. "Because I have tattoos wherever my scars are."

It comes out more as a question rather than a statement. He shoots me an unimpressed look before his fingertips trail over them. I certainly wasn't expecting this to be the start of our night but welcome it with open arms. The vulnerability of this moment makes me want to hide my body at first but the gentleness of his touch and the warmth in his eyes stops me from doing so.

"How about I kiss them better?" He suggests softly and I find myself feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Memories of me receiving the wounds and crying over them in the safety of my own room come rushing back. Memories that I have tried so hard to lock away.

"There's too many of them." I croak as he pushes me further up on the bed.

"I have time." He starts by pecking the wand tattoo on the side of my hand. "I'll always have time for you Mace."

"Thank you." I sniffle as he peppers kisses over my hands and arms.

He looks up and his eyes soften when they land on my teary ones. A light chuckle escapes him as he cups my face in both hands before kissing me sweetly. "My sensitive yet savage little dove."

That makes me laugh and he grins victoriously before kissing away my tears. I close my eyes when he tells me to and feel myself fully relax as he continues to peck my scars. A small smile plays on my lips when I realize he feels for where the exact scar is before kissing it. Be still my heart, I think to myself. I am not to blame for the endless butterflies, he is.

"Can you tell me about the meaning behind your scars? Or any memories?" I ask hesitantly when I can't shake my own out of the forefront of my mind.

He senses my discomfort somehow and nods understandingly. "Sure, but I will warn you though that most of them are the result of drunken nights, dares and boredom."

"I won't judge...promise." I smirk and hold my hands in the air which he captures to press kisses to my fingertips.

And so, he begins to reminisce about getting each one. The snake curving around his shoulder in a circle before leaning down to devour a heart on his chest represents a drunken night in Italy which he doesn't remember at all. His sleeves contain so much art that he briefly skims over, pointing out a few here and there that mean a lot to him.

"I got Resfeber written here when I was in Sweden." He traces the delicate cursive writing across his left wrist. "The tattoo artist told me it means the restless race of the traveler's heart before the journey begins...when anxiety and anticipation are tangled together."

"That's beautiful." I smile as I brush my fingertips across it.

"Yeah...I don't like flying so I'm always anxious to do it but my love for visiting new places wins out so it made sense." He grins before showing me his back. "And each of these hearts have the first letter of my niece's and nephews' names."

"That's so cute! Wow, ten of them!" I gasp when I see the tiny hearts with letters inside them running down his spine.

"One more on the way. Charlie should be giving birth any day now. Maybe she has already!" He smiles excitedly and I find it adorable.

He resumes kissing my scars and I yelp quietly when he flips me onto my stomach. I relax when his touch meets my skin once more and fold my arms to rest my head upon them.

"Do you have any on this cute little ass of yours?" He hums as he grabs my hips. "Any on these sexy long legs?"

"N-No." I lie because I don't think I can take much more of this without begging him to take me.

"No?" He chuckles wickedly as he peppers kisses up my spine. "I think I need to do a thorough examination love."

"It's a good thing we have all night then." I sigh only to tense when he smacks my ass.

I smile against my arms as he worships my body from top to bottom. He turns me over after the last scar and captures my lips. I lose myself in his touch, so much so that I don't realize he's handcuffing my arms to the metal headboard. My eyes snap open when I hear the click and I pull at them in confusion before meeting his mischievous gaze.

"Please tell me you're kidding?" I deadpan and he only chuckles in response. I squirm and thrash when he reaches for my legs, albeit unsuccessfully because he eventually handcuffs them to each side of the bed. "Judah!"

He grins at my annoyed glare before kissing me hungrily. I bite down on his bottom lip harshly but he instantly takes revenge by caressing my slick folds. A soft whimper escapes me and the realization that I can't move my body much makes me restless.

"Furry handcuffs were definitely the clever choice I see." He smirks when my movements don't cause a sound. "Now...do I need to silence you or will you be a good girl and stay quiet for me?"

"Don't you fucking dare!" I hiss as he kneels between my legs.

"Fine but if you're loud I'll bring you right to the edge just to leave you high and dry. Is that understood?" He asks before following it up with a lick to my weeping core.

"Y-Yes." I moan quietly as my back arches.

"So wet for me already little dove. I guess we both have a kinky side." He hums against my center and I gasp both in pleasure and embarrassment.

"Judah..." I whine when he adds a finger before swiftly following it up with a second as soon as I can take it. "Faster."

He obeys and my mouth falls open in a silent scream as the pace increases. The inability to weave my fingers through his hair or wrap my legs around his waist makes the knot in my belly tighten quicker. I never thought being restrained would ever excite me yet it does. Being at the mercy of Judah isn't as bad as I initially thought it would be, in fact I feel myself become overwhelmed with pleasure just at the thought of him doing whatever he wants to my body.

"Shit!" He grunts as he slides his fingers out only to devour me. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow Macy and that's a promise."

A scream bubbles up in my throat and I bite my lip so hard I'm afraid it'll bleed at some point throughout the night. Unintentionally his name escapes my lips in a loud moan when I reach my peak. I shatter and stars cross my vision as my hips jerk. He pulls back to look at me with a soft smile.

"What did we agree on little dove?" He drawls and my cheeks flame in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." I whisper but bite my lip when he begins to undress before me. My gaze flickers down to his large and lengthy member as he puts a condom on.

"Let me motivate you another way. If you're loud one more time I'm going to make you scream so much that it'll wake up the others." He positions himself at my entrance. "And I know you're not wild enough to confidently deal with the aftermath of that situation. Do we have a deal?"

"I hate you." I mutter grumpily.

"Too bad because I fucking adore you." His lips come crashing down on mine the second he slams into me.

My scream is muffled and I hear him groan as I adjust to his generous size. We pull away for air and he waits for my nod to move. I writhe underneath him as he takes me hard and fast. The bed shakes and squeaks as he drives into me, making my back arch and my toes curl in sweet pleasure with every thrust.

"When do you leave again?"

"Probably the day after tomorrow. Why?" I whimper when he grips my hips to hold me in place as his pace increases.

"Oh, great! That's enough time for you to be able to walk properly again."

I glower at him while wishing my hands were free to slap the smug smirk right off his lips. "Yay."

He chuckles at my dry tone before kissing me hard and passionately. "I'm so glad I tied those hands up. I have very delicate skin you know."

"I'll keep that in mind." I smile deviously and he playfully shakes his head in response. "Fuck me harder."

"What's the magic wor –"

"Do it or I'll squeeze your dick and have you finishing quicker than you thought." I cut him off with narrowed eyes.

"We wouldn't want that." He murmurs huskily before thrusting into me repeatedly at a furious pace.

I feel him nip and suck harshly on every inch of skin accessible to him, putting in the work to ensure that I'll be covered in dark hickeys tomorrow. Even though it pains me I'm better at keeping myself quiet this time and his name escapes me in soft gasps and moans that are barely audible at times.

We still when we hear the first few heavy raindrops outside before it gradually turns into pouring rain. Breathless laughs escape us and our lips meet in a frenzy as we near our peak.

"Wait for me." He whispers when he realizes I'm close.

He pushes deep and hits my sweet spot. A strangled sob escapes me when my body aches to scream aloud from pleasure but I can't. Tears escape the corners of my eyes as we let go together and his lips come crashing down on mine in a slow burning kiss. He pulls away and his lips curve into a smile against my skin as they catch the rest of my tears.

"Too much?"

I nod as my breathing returns to normal. "But just right."

Hischuckle serves as a warm and comforting layer to the sound of the rain. I humtiredly while he unties my limbs before brushing his lips against the skinlightly. 

"Fucking hell!" He hisses as he slides out before rolling us over. He throws away his condom before settling between my legs. "I'm done for. You're so fucking addictive Macy. I still want more of you."

"I need a nap before we go again." I yawn as I struggle to keep my eyes open. My gaze drifts to the digital clock on my bedside table which reads one o'clock in the morning.

He chuckles before kissing my heated skin as I run my fingers through his hair. "Sweet dreams love."

"I'm sure they will be after what we just did."

I drift off to sleep with the pleasing sound of his laughter following me. Judah wasn't lying when he said he still wants more of me though. I wake up an hour later to his hands roaming my body and his lips working on darkening my love bites even further. We spend all night and the early hours of the morning tangled up in each other.

I succumbed to his pretty poison and he dragged me to hell and back for sinning. But boy, did I love every second of it.

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