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The Seven Deadly Sins	By : gypsybaby21 Category: M through R > Night World Series Views: 4196 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Four: Anger
"Oh balls," Ash growled and swiftly slammed the said bedroom door shut. "Have you ever heard of a lock?" he yelled angrily at the door. He clucked his tongue when the only response he received was a gasp and muffled groan of pleasure.
Ash was pissed off and it wasn't because he'd walked in on his sister riding her soulmate so hard the headboard had almost snapped in two. It was Mare. Something was wrong; she was fidgety around him. Every time he went in to kiss her she would stiffen and back off, nervous laughter his only response.
Or maybe it's just me? Or maybeit's because I haven't had sex in…Ash gritted his teeth and cracked his neck. He shouldn't be thinking that. Mare wasn't at fault for his previous sexual appetite.
All the same, if he couldn't have sex…well then everyone else should just stop.
"What nonsense," he muttered and turned the corner of the hallway, only to run into the very source of his frustration.
Her muffled grunt as she bumped into him made his eyes roll to the back of his head and he tried desperately to ignore the contact of her hips against his as his hands rested at her waist, balancing her.
"Oh, Ash, have you seen Mark?" she smiled gently up at him before pushing him aside and heading down the hall. "Dad and Clau—"she stopped at Jades' door and frowned when she heard very loud panting. "Are you guys okay?" she called to them.
Ash, who had followed her, shook his head and stopped her hand from knocking on the door again. "They're experiencing paradise. Let's leave them to it."
Mary-Lynnette paused and then snorted, looking at him like he had grown another head. "They're experiencing what?"
Ash sighed heavily and rested his hand against her lower back, pushing her forward. "Think about it."
She thought about it, and when she got it her eyes widened and she stopped walking. "Oh,' she frowned, contemplating. "I hope they're using protection."
Ash snorted. Leave it to Mare! "Yes," he growled, his eyes flashing with irritation. Her actions and response made him feel even worse for being the oversexed male that he was.
Mary-Lynnette frowned. "Ash, are you angry with me for some reason? Ever since we got here it seems like I did something wrong? Did I say something at dinner?"
Ash breathed deeply as he recalled his misery during the dinner with his sisters and Mary-Lynnette and Marks' parents. They'd sat next to each other, the table so cramped that every time Mary-Lynnette lifted her fork to her delicious pouting mouth, she would brush against him. When she would laugh her bare thigh (she'd changed into something more comfortable once they'd gotten to her house) would knock into his and after that happening a couple of times he'd rested his hand on his leg, waiting for it to happen once more, just so he could touch her warm skin. He wanted to feel the blood rushing through her body, wanted to feel the smooth, sexiness of her pale skin.
During dessert she had pulled her hair up with her hands, fanning herself, complaining that the air conditioner in the house was broken. It was at that exact moment that Ash prayed to the gods, thanking them for not letting the sun color her skin, thanking them for Mare's responsible mind about cancer and the sun.
She shouldn't have been wearing shorts, Ash growled angrily to himself. If she hadn't been wearing those skimpy blue shorts and that tight white, damn near see through, t-shirt, maybe he would have been able to form a complete damn sentence. Her parents probably thought he was an idiot.
He gritted his teeth and shook his head, not wanting to think about dinner. "Not angry, just frustrated."
"So you admit there is something wrong. Something I did?"
Ash sighed. "I haven't had sex in almost a year, and what happened at the airport doesn't count," he stated simply.
Mary-Lynnette nodded casually as if what he'd said was the most normal thing in the world. "Oh really? I just had sex two days ago."
Ash's head snapped to the side, in her direction. "What?"
She chuckled and wrapped her arms around his waist, which was awkward because of how she stood next to him. "I'm kidding. Don't take thing so seriously," she smiled up at him, and then stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "So, you told me because you want me to do something about it?"
Ash could literally feel his ears perk and he had never felt more like shifter as he did in that moment. "Well—"
"I could probably get Mark for you, or hecould get one of hisgirl friends for you."
Ash clenched his jaw at her joke, not wanting her to know that he found it amusing. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea—" he started.
Mary-Lynnette threw her head back and laughed, hugging him tightly to her. "I missed you Ash. I don't think I really realized until dinner tonight just how much I did," she whispered dropping her head against his shoulder. "It's strange really because we only spent a couple of months together and then left, but it's like I've known you my entire life."
Ash cupped the nape of her neck, playing with the tips of her hair, thankful that he had changed into a white t-shirt and very baggy khaki pants. "Let's go to the hill," he spoke softly into her hair, watching as a few stray strands ruffled.
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"Sirius is really bright tonight," Mary-Lynnette whispered. "I remember last year when it was bright. I could see it, through my eyes, without the binoculars. I still had your sisters' blood in me. Do you remember that day? The day we were talking about the goats, Jeremy and your Aunt Opal?"
Ash turned to look at her. How could he not remember that day? It was the day everything had changed for him, it was the day he'd told Mary-Lynnette that they were soulmates even though he was sure she'd had some inkling of an idea. "I don't think I'll ever forget that day. It was the best and worst day of my life."
Mary-Lynnette clucked her tongue and haughtily lifted her chin. "Thanks!"
Ash smirked at her and wrapped his arm around the front of her shoulders, his knees still bent on either side of her, a comfortable, intimate position Mary-Lynnette had chosen herself when they'd arrived on the hill. He pushed aside her hair and gently placed a kiss against her neck. "I didn't mean it that way."
She chuckled and raised her arms up, resting her elbows on his knees. "I know what you meant."
Ash dropped his chin to her shoulder and inhaled deeply. If there were one smell he would love to bottle up it would definitely be the smell of Mary-Lynnette.
He shivered as he felt her back snuggle more closely to his chest. Ash instinctively raised his hand up and turned her face towards him, his palm cupping her cheek. He bent his head down and placed an open mouth kiss against her lips. It wasn't a long kiss, but the tiny zaps from the soulmate bond made it just as intense as a long kiss would have been.
Her breathing was shallow, her eyes closed, her cheeks tinted pink, and her rosy lips pursed, as if she were waiting for more. Ash was only too happy to oblige as he pushed her chin down with his thumb, forcing her to either open her mouth or bow her head.
Ash grunted in triumph at her choice. The excitement running through him was almost too much to handle. The only time he had ever felt this way was when he was hunting. Foreplay with any other girl just wasn't enough, not even close to what Mary-Lynnette could give him.
He licked her tongue, causing her to gasp in surprise at the slow sensual movement. Ash didn't know when her hand had replaced her elbows on he knees, but when he felt her nails digging into him, gripping him for support, he'd nearly howled.
It wasn't enough, just kissing her. He slowly fell back, the cool grass shooting straight through his shirt to his overly heated back, pulling Mary-Lynnette on top of him. She yelped in surprise at the sudden movement and quickly settled her legs on either side of his hips, sitting up on top of him, staring at him intently.
"Ash—"
He tightened his jaw so hard he heard it click. He closed his eyes and gasped as an involuntary jerk of his hips caused the most erotic friction to form between them. His sudden movement also managed to throw Mary-Lynnette up so that she fell on his chest, her long hair veiling them from the world.
Ash placed his hands on her hips and pushed down, biting his lip as his erection rubbed between her legs, her surprised, muffled grunt causing his eyes to cross. He yelped as he felt Mary-Lynnette drop her face into his neck. "Ash what are you doing?"
It was the sound of her voice that nearly pushed him over the edge. He hated the fact that she could make him feel like an inexperienced schoolboy. His hips lifted slightly for more friction and he groaned softly.
He turned his head so that his lips touched her to cheek as he spoke. "Keep talking," he said his voice husky with need.
"What?" she asked confused. When she started to pull her face out of his neck Ash growled and immediately put her back in place.
"Mare please, just talk to me," he gasped; his hips once again jerking up and were soon starting an almost unsteady rhythm.
"Wh-what do you want me say?"
"Anything," he said a little too harshly.
"Okay," she said, starting to sit up.
He jerked her, a little more rougher than he intended, back to her previous position. "Don't move from this spot…please," he spoke hoarsely, desperately as his hips lifted up to hers more frantically.
He could feel Mary-Lynnette's shock, he had felt her surprise from the beginning, felt her need. Ash knew she wasn't ready for sex, wasn't ready for the oral foreplay either, so, since she hadn't really made an effort to stop him yet, he figured this was the next best thing.
Mary-Lynnette gave a tiny kittenish grunt that made his eyes cross and his toes curl. Ash bit his lip in triumph, knowing she was starting to feel it through her thin shorts.
"Say something," he growled.
"Like what?" she panted. "I'm having a little trouble thinking at the moment," she mumbled her hips starting to mimic his movements.
His hands immediately went to her waist, assisting her. "Pick a word and repeat it. I just need to hear your voice."
"Mm, okay."
He was now moving her hips not only up and down, but also backwards and forwards and from side to side. His movements were becoming faster, more frantic as she continued to talk.
"I can't think Ash,
Ash opened his eyes, pushing her up just a little bit; wanting to see her face at what he was about to do. He pushed a hand down her shorts and watched as her eyes slammed shut and her mouth dropped open. Her forehead dropped to his, their lips brushing against each other with each thrust of their hips, as he caressed her through her cotton underwear.
She rocked her hips faster and without warning bit down on his neck, trying to muffle her screams as she came. A hot white shot of light coursed through him at the pierce of her teeth against his neck. He yanked her hips down hard and it was just enough, her shorts, his khaki pants, the force of the thrust, to send him over the edge. He wanted to her blood, craved it as he cried out, but he held himself back as the claw of passion and euphoria ripped through him.
When he came to his senses he realized she was shaking and trying desperately to labor her breathing. "I think I have a new respect for my clothes," she managed as she completely collapsed against him.
"I believe you'll have to walk in front of me, once again-"
Mary-Lynnette silenced him with a quick kiss, then stood up.
As they walked back to the car his thoughts drifted to Mark and Jade. How he envied them. They had gotten to stay together while he and Mary-Lynnette weren't able to because of his role as the eldest, because of his family duties. Mark and Jade had had an entire year together, when all he had were dreams of what Mare and he could be once they were together again.
Ash didn't know what made him angrier, the fact that while Mark and Jade were living it, Ash had been dreaming it, or while he was dreaming it, they were enjoying it to the fullest.
To Be Continued…
Why did I decide to make this Anger?
Ash is just not getting what he wants…at any moment I'll expect him to stomp and go pout in a corner! *_-
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