The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (best books to read for knowledge .TXT) 📕

I shower and change, an then l leave the room, which is still the hospital room until tomorrow when out stuff is here at the castle. I need to find the group, and explain even if I don’t want to face them. I check Sebastien’s bed room, no one. Then I check Chaston’s and I hit the mother load. They’re all in her room.  

“Hey…” I say waving and opening the door. I close it behind me, taking one last deep breath.

“Girl, explain what just happened!” Flora says excitedly jumping off the bed. “That was awesome you were flying and using air!” She cheers, I nod.

“I also can control the element of air.” I say, and everyone in the room gasps. Everything gets flipped from what I thought would happen. Everyone is talking about how cool and lucky, I am. No one has asked about Tatum yet. The only one who isn’t saying anything is Sebastien. Which I understand. I look at the clock in her room, and I smile. It’s 6:45! Almost time to go!

“What about the  boy you were with?” Sebastien asks, not even really paying attention. I send him a glare, and he smiles. An actually smile, and for some reason I get a little weak at the knees, and I get pissed. He is giving me one of his adorable smiles, when he said something that  would piss me off. So obviously he hates me!

 “Yeah, who was that?” Chaston asks shushing everyone. I take another deep breath, so do I just say it was Tatum the  ‘evil’ prince who tried to kiss me that night at the party he also happens to be the drarkal prince?  I can’t make up a lie and say it was someone from the human world Sebastien knows the truth.

“I’m sure Sebastien can enlighten you.”  I send him a glare, and he actually  is looking at me. I smile. “You know anyways, so go ahead, I’m late for a meeting with Dr. Drake so, we’ll talk later.”  I say leaving.  Catching Sebastien’s look or confusion, and Chaston’s look of knowing. Even though she doesn’t know if there is for sure anything going on. Of course their is something going on, but she just doesn’t know. Skipping down the hall, I smile at myself. At least they can’t be anymore mad at me then they already are. Now maybe they will also be mad at Sebastien for knowing and not saying.

 Knocking on  the door this time, just in case anyone see’s me outside his room.  He opens the door in almost a second, giving me a funny look for knocking. I smiles shyly walking in, again I don’t think he is mad at me, but who knows? My hair is still a little wet, from my shower and it’s drying a little wavy which isn’t normal. Twirling a chunk of my hair on my finger, I stand in the middle of the room biting my lip. Oh god, I’m nervous now! He might yell at me, and he might not! Anticipation is killing me, and I’ve only been in his room for thirty seconds!

“I’m not mad.” he whispers in my ear behind me wrapping his arms around me.  Shivers run through me, and I can’t help but smile from the warm feeling he give me!  “You’re tense, is something wrong?” He asks. I laughing lightly, nothing is wrong now! He isn’t mad at me!  I don’t know why I’m still so rigid, Leaning back into him I let out a breath  I didn’t realize I was holding.

“I thought you might be mad at me.” I admit, and he exhales.

“You always think someone is mad at you.” He chuckles, and I blush and smile.  “Although that was something we all witnessed today. You really have both elements?” He ask, holding me out at arms length.  I nod, holding out a I twirl my finger, watching the normal small tornado appear. I cut it off there, not wanting to mess up his room from the wind. I look back up at him, and he is smiling at me. “What all happened with Tatum?” He asks now. Shoving my wet hair over my shoulder, I begin.

“He came telling me that Tracy sent him, which I knew was a bunch of bull,  then he told  me that Tracy is going to be gone for a week,  and that he wanted to see me. I told him he needed to leave, because no way in hell do I want the wrath of his sister.” I pause to take a breath,  and he gives me a weird look about the sister thing. “ Then he said he just wanted to be friends, and he tempted me with a flying race, which I just learned how to fly so I was of course like ‘yeah let’s race’  Then I went into some weird tunnel thing and I came out and almost feel in the water… yada yada you know the rest.”

“Some story…”  he says walking over to his bed, and I follow. He lays back pulling me down with him, I lay my head on his chest and he wraps an arm around me. We lay in silence for awhile, and my mind wonders to earlier when I listened in on him and the queen.  She thought that we did would’ve done something, like sex or drink each others blood. I’m a virgin, not that I never going to lose my virginity, but I mean I  want to wait and make sure it’s with the right person at the right time.  Although it doesn’t surprise me that the queen thinks I would lose my virginity within my first month here.  I mean she hates me because she thinks I like Sebastien, which I haven’t figured out myself yet if I do or not.  “Lyra…”  Elijah whispers, scaring me. Then the next thing I know,  I’m being picked up, and he sits up. When the motions stop, I’m straddling him and our faces are only inches apart.

“What?” I ask, quietly, I really want to smack myself now. He can read my mind, and I was just thinking about my virginity, and if I like Sebastien or not! I’m stupid! I’m dumb!

“You know what.” He says, leaning his forehead against mine. I close my eyes, I don’t know which one he is talking about!

“Im sorry I was just off in thought about sex and stuff.”  I say keeping my eyes closed. He chuckles, great now he is laughing.

“Not that. I don’t care about that. I’m happy you want to wait.” He stops laughing. I tense, of course the Sebastien thoughts upset him. “Lyra, I don’t want you to feel like you have to-“

“I want to be with you. I’m crazy about you! I know that part of it comes from the bond, but hey you said it yourself I felt something before I even knew about the bond.” I interrupt him, then grabbing him by his shirt, I pull him in to me. Our ups colliding, forcefully. Letting go of his shirt, I run my fingers through his hair stopping at the back of his neck. I sit up straight, pushing him back a little bit. His hands grip my shirt on each side of me. I slip my tongue across his lower lip, and then I’m moving again. Now my back is against the bed, and he is hovering over top of me. We continue passionately kissing, heating up the longer we go. A small whimper escapes me, and I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt pulling it up.  I pull my lips from his, marveling  at his ab muscles  and he plants a soft kiss on my forehead. Pulling his shirt up and off of him, I kiss him again. Not wasting time, I lean up pulling him down closer to me.

I have no clue where I got these skills, but I’m not complaining! Another whimper leaves me, and he actually groans a little! The sexiest sound in the world that’s what that was!  His lips leave mine, and they go to my neck. Moving my hips in a dancing like rhythm against him I let out an actual moan. Loud and clear. I bury my face in his chest, giving him a better view of my neck, and it helps keep my noises down. He stops  hovering his lips over my neck, and I immediately think of what is happening.

“It’s okay. I want you to.” I whisper, placing my lips against his collar bone. His lips hover a little longer, I move my hair making sure it’s not in his way.  I feel his lips, kissing me again. One of his hands goes under my shirt a little gripping my side. Then I’m moving again, and once I stop I pause seeing what position we’re in now. We are sitting again, and my legs are wrapped around him. He is still kissing my neck, and I place my chin on his shoulder. Closing my eyes, and biting my lip to keep my noise level down. He stops again, and I almost grunt in protest. Then I feel his tongue run across my neck in a spot, and I think I know what happens next. I was right. He bites into my skin lightly, and I feel a huge electric shock run through me. I can’t hold in the moan, the burst through me. Pleasure erupts throughout my body, especially down there. No pain at all, just pleasure comes from his bite. My hearts about to break right through my skin, and I can’t hold in any of the moans, and neither can he. I grip his shoulders with my hands, needing to work out some of the pleasure I’m getting. Now. With him. My mind runs the message through my body. I pull myself in closer to him, grinding against his body.  We’ve already came this far! I want to, and I know I want to do it with him! Placing my lips on his collar bone, I leave a trail of light kisses.  I have a horribly good feeling growing deep inside me, and I groan grinding harder and harder.  I might just climax, with out actually having sex. Blood drinking is enough, but I don’t want him to