Caught Between Them

I cleaned my face with a bandanna as I twirled my fingers around my sword hilt watching Brock who was circling me. It was day five on my training and Brock was as ruthless as ever.

Brock let out a fierce cry and bore down on me, I avoided the first blow only to be struck in the ass by the flat of his sword.

“Seriously?” I said but he didn’t smile, if any he scowled.

“You are fucking slow” he said. It was my turn to scowl.

“I hate you” I said rolling my eyes and he nodded.

“Good” he rasped and pointed his sword at my throat, “Now fight” he said and I growled. My wolf was getting impatient and angry. I let out a roar and attacked swinging my sword for his head then swiftly went for his legs. Surprise filled his eyes for a moment then he blocked the blow but I smirked when he fell for the trap. I pulled my arm back then launched a powerful punch into his face. His head snapped to the side from the impact and I went still feeling guilty. He turned and smiled, blood dripping from his nose and I almost broke down.

“I am so sorry” I said tearing a fabric off my shirt and dabbing it at his nose. He didn’t object and let me clean it.

“I am so…..”

“Shut up” Brock said with a smile. “I should go. It’s enough for today”

“Okay” I said shakily still feeling guilty. He studied me then smiled.

“It’s alright Amelia. You did well today don’t feel guilty” he said and I stared into his green eyes, fascinated by my image in them. I rose on my toes and brush my lips against his, he sighed and deepened the kiss, threading his fingers through my hair then he pulled away and waved as he walked offContent © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

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The night sir was chilly and I hated it, I picked one of my hoodies and put it on. Gwen was sound asleep beside me. She had came in earlier in the evening drunk and crashed on my bed instantly falling asleep. I smiled as I draped the blanket over her and she muttered something like ‘yes baby’ and I rolled my eyes was she dreaming about___typical of Gwen. She would be practically screaming in her dream has her unknown lover did what she was dreaming with her.

Brock

Instantly his name formed in my mind, Was he asleep right now. Maybe I should go check. I jumped out on my window carefully and tiptoed to his house which was just seven houses away. Making sure not to be seen I went to his bedroom window and peeped__no one was in. Carefully, I slip into the room and____

“Nice try” came a deep voice behind me and I jumped. I whirled round to find Brock, arms folded glaring at me.

“Hi” I said and he raised a brow. I mentally facepalmed myself.

Way to go Amelia, you sneak into a guy’s room and say hi

“What do you want” he asked and I forced a smile and dropped into a small sofa.

“Nothing. I am bored” I said and he glared at me. Something caught my attention, a picture of a blond haired lady, so beautiful I felt inferior staring at her.

“Who’s that?” I asked and Brock followed my gaze until he glanced at the picture. He scowled at me.

“It’s none of your business” he growled and I stood and held his hand.

“You love her?” I asked and he stared at me surprised by my question, his green eyes softened. They were bright with bushes tears.

“Yes” he said choking back a sob and suddenly felt guilty intruding on his past.

“I am sorry” I said and pulled him into a hug. I felt him quietly sobbing and tensed. This really must have hurt him, Brock never cried or showed emotion, he was usually stoic and cold.

Brock pulled away and stared at me, his eyes drifted to my lips and I licked them.

“Brock I…” he silenced me with a kiss, pulling me closer to me, I closed my eyes relishing the feel of his mouth on my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, greedily feasting on his lips. He groaned into my mouth.

“Amy” he whispered in my ear and bit into my neck gently. I arched my neck giving him more access.

“Please” I begged, not sure what I was begging for.

“Please what?” He asked, licking my earlobe and I cried out as his fingers found my thighs. I nodded not knowing how to say it to him. He shook his head.

“Tell me what you want” he rasped in my ear and I sighed.

“Ummm…. I want it” I said with a blush and he chuckled.

“Shy now?” He teased and smiled then without warning he threw me on the bed and took off his shirt.

“You are driving me crazy Amelia. Let me warn you I am not going to be gentle” he growled and I nodded.

“I know” I said taking off my hoodie and my nightgown underneath. “Make me yours” I whispered and his green eyes flashed yellow. He shook his head and growled, like a wolf and crashed into me pinning me with his weight then he pushed himself in and I cried out. This was surreal I had no idea on how much I missed him until now. Brock mumbled something like an apology and moved faster while I clung until him, wanting to feel his perfect body on mine, then came that heady feeling, building like a wave rising from my loins then I almost screamed in the ecstasy of my climax but Brock quickly covered my mouth with his hands then his eyes widened.

“Oh God” he groaned, “Oh God. I am so stupid he made a move to get off me but I tightened my legs around his waist and spun around sending him under me. Brock struggled but I continued moving until he let out a growl and I felt him let out himself inside me to the brink. He sighed and closed his eyes when he opened them they were bright with fury.

“Get out” he said curtly and I stared at him in surprise.

“But I….”

“Out!” He yelled and I nodded, tears filling my vision. I gathered my things and left quietly sobbing.

I was done with Brock Jackson

Forever.