Hellbound With You (WN)

This chapter is dedicated to @offthemenu! Thank you so much for the supergift!

"I don't know." Alicia answered immediately. "I don't know! Why don't you just say it and let's find out what I will end up doing?! Huh? Why don't we do that?" she yelled at him in frustration, not caring that she was challenging him right now.

Ezekiel stilled for a moment in the middle of his movements then he shook his head a little. "Listen to me, Alicia." His voice seemed to turn deeper if that was even possible. "If I answer I know what you will do… it's either that you end up kissing or killing me. And right now…" she watched apprehensively as his throat work after hearing him replied to her that way. He had swallowed hard as his deep and penetrating gaze smouldered at her.

A warning was clearly flashing like lightning in his irises. "… whatever you end up doing, whatever path you decide on… once I give you my answer, I will…" he paused for quite a few breaths after that. Alicia felt herself holding her breath and her heart rate seemed to speed up.

"You will what?" she challenged, as she could no longer take his silence. She was secretly dying to know what he would do. She dared to challenge him, not knowing where her courage came from. She could feel it. Whatever it was that he had been warning her from… seemed beyond serious to him. Or else he would not be warning her of it. Giving her a chance to reconsider. And if he were to follow her lead and go ahead and do it, nothing would stop him then.

The look in his eyes sent shivers down her spine and those words and voice of his made her stomach clench in a knot. Yet it did not offend her despite the way he phrased it. In fact, it did the exact opposite, and she was bravely or idiotically pressing for it. It was as though she was a moth that was inexplicably drawn to that attractive yet deadly flame.

"What, Ezekiel?!" she snapped. And it was getting tiring, frustrating, and goddamned maddening to the point that she is almost about to pull out her hair in clumps. Yet she kept desiring him, lusting after him despite all these. She hated it. She hated what she had become since the moment he had touched her. She did not like that she had become this desirous and a woman full of hatred. "Just stop this tiresome madness and spit it out loud for goodness' sake. You will what? Kill me?!" she raged at him. She did not realise that in her anger, her eyes were spitting fire and had turned her into a flaming seductress in Ezekiel's hungry gaze.

"… I will devour that little brave and stubborn mouth of yours. And I will not stop there until I fuck you out of your brains until you turn senseless, Alicia. That is what I will do."

His heavy aura spread around them and enveloped them as though trying to keep them in a world of their own.

The world seemed to stop spinning. Her lips did nothing but opened and then closed, like a fish that was out of the water. She had an inkling that that was what he would have said. But having an idea compared to listening to the man himself spelling it out word for word right in her face was truly no comparison. And added to that, his overwhelming sex appeal and majestic force that was just part of him, Alicia felt her mind struggle to find stability in this suddenly topsy turvy reality.

Seconds ticked by but no word came out from her lips. She just stilled and continued staring back at him.

She could not tell what emotion might be appearing on her expression right now because of all these contradicting emotions were just wreaking havoc inside her, fighting to take the reins. But whatever he saw on her face made his expression change again.

Then his body went fully rigid before he suddenly gave out a deep sigh before dropping his head back onto the pillow.

His breath was now harsh, laboured and hot against her neck. "Damn it all to hell!" He breathed out, his voice coming out ragged. It sounded like a restrained anger to her, but for some reason she somehow felt that the curse and rage were not aimed at her but at something or someone else. Maybe himself? His actions were confusing her again.

Still, she did not speak and that seem to make whatever he was going through to worsen. She heard him curse under his breath again before pulling away and stared down at her. His grey eyes were intense as he seemed to be considering something silently. So intense that it was breathtaking.

Alicia found her breath hitching and tried to say something to break the stalemate between them.

"You… what you said is the same thing as you wanting to kill me, right? After all, I will die if you… fuck me."

He shook his head. Then he smiled in disbelief. As if everything right now was just too unbelievable to him.

"Fine, I lose." He said, giving up before throwing her a look of surrender. "You win, Alicia."

Then he pulled away from his position on top of her. His hand slowly wrapped around her dainty ankles, causing her heart to drum up a commotion before he lifted her feet and then sat on the couch, letting her naked feet land on his lap.

After taking another breath, he reached out his hand and tugged at the tails of her shirt down to cover her down there. Where his eyes seem to keep wandering back to.

He was not looking at her now, but neither did he let go of the hem of her shirt after pulling it down. As if he was making sure that it would not roll back up and reveal her nakedness to his starving gaze – yet again.

"Nothing will happen to you if we have sex, Alicia." He finally spoke, dispelling her belief of that happening if they were really to have any intimate relations.