Chapter 14: More Than I Asked For

SERENA'S POV 

I swallowed hard, my hands balled into fists at my sides and I turned away. I had the feeling that I was wading through an impossible phase of my life with each step I took toward the door. 

I had to get out of my heart before it engulfed me in its battleground of opposing emotions.

I quickly wiped my face, took a sniff and lifted my head and told myself that crying won't solve this, that crying won't stop him from rejecting me if he wanted to.

He grabbed my hand as my fingers touched the doorknob. 

“Serena. “ He called,his voice was rough, low and laced with rawness, a desperate sound which I didn't want to hear at all. 

My breathing was too shallow and too rapid and I froze, not out of fear but because I didn't know what to do, to go out or to stand here and listen to what he had to say.

But I didn't want to. Even though I wanted to run out of that door, something was stopping me, holding me from doing so. 

Because I knew that I would fall if I did. 

“Derrick let me go.”

I was hardly able to speak. But he did not. His hold became more firm but not painfully so that I knew he wasn't going to let this end that way.  I sighed and stared at the door.

“Not until you listen to me.”

I closed my eyes tightly. 

“Derrick—” I  whispered

“ Look at me.$ he ordered. 

Please just let me go.

Goddamn him. Slowly, reluctantly I turned to prepare myself for the storm in his eyes.

 And my breath was taken away from me when I saw them—deep emerald green and burning with something I wasn't yet ready to identify. His lips were slightly parted and his jaw was clenched as if he were struggling with his own feelings.

“ Ever since the night I found you—when those rogue wolves nearly killed you—” he said, swallowing forcefully his Adam's apple bobbing.

“ I knew that you were unique. I knew you would be my downfall.”

I would be a liar if I say that I wasn't ready for this 

My chest hurt as I shook my head. “Dont—”

“I love you.” Derrick replied as if he was deaf to all I had said.

The words struck me with the force of a tidal wave making my lungs explode with air. 

I didn't know what to do or say, I looked up at him and then looked away again.

When his fingers touched my chin, my face tipped upward. 

He came closer to me, his deep green eyes never leaving mine.

“Look into my eyes and say you don't feel anything for me and I'll let you walk out of that door.”

His words made me stiff.

Considering that I did feel something.

A terrifying thing. There was something that blazed like a wildfire in my veins. 

My silence gave him the answer.

He kissed me after that. It wasn't a tender soft kiss. It was ferocious. desperate. It was as if he snapped after holding back too long. 

I let out a gasp but he muffled it as his hands slid into my hair, his hold just firm enough to chill me. 

I melted against him, my fingers fisting his shirt, drawing him in rather than pushing him away as my body betrayed me. Help me moon goddess. I returned his kiss with equal urgency and need. 

Years of self-control and denial finally came to an end. He gave me a deep savage growl that made my knees weak.

 He lifted me and pressed me up against the wall in one quick motion. My back struck the cool surface and I gasped as my legs automatically wrapped around his waist. His voice was dark and menacing as he whispered against my lips. 

“Tell me you don't want this. “

Not me. I wanted it and more. Rather than that I raked my nails down his chest and pulled his shirt over his head. 

He only needed that permission. His lips moved down my throat and jaw, his tongue flitting against my pulse. As his teeth touched my skin I let out a sharp gasp. 

“Mine.” he snarled his fingers, scorching my exposed flesh as they slid beneath my shirt. 

I let out a moan before I could stop myself. I ought to have put an end to this. It was best for me to walk away. But I had already gone too far. 

Our bodies pressed together skin to skin, heat against heat and the clothes vanished in a mad dash. Like he was trying to commit me to memory, his hands felt every part of me in ways that words could never. 

Finally he got inside me and I let out a choked gasp. 

His forehead pressed against mine as he froze. His fingers were shaking as he traced my cheek and his breath was slack and irregular. 

“Serena.”

It sounded like prayer and a plea. 

I leaned in close to him pleading for more in silence. And he handed it to me. 

We moved in unison, our bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time itself. Every push,  kiss and touch pushed me further and deeper into something from which I couldn't break free. Sometimes I couldn't fight.

Deep in my belly, pleasure coiled hot and consuming. 

My body was burning from nerve to nerve. 

“Look at me.” he said in a strained voice. 

And I did. 

And that was the end of me.

The world fell apart as soon as our eyes met. He followed me over the edge as I collapsed in his arms, my body shaking and my cries being muffled by his lips.

Only our harsh breaths broke the silence that had descended between us. Derrick took me to the bed  me gently and kissed me before thrusting into me.

He simply encircled me with his arms as if he would never let go.