Adalina Salvatore

He had his hand half way up my shirt.

My soul left my body when they slid up like a snake slithering on my skin. I sucked in my breath as his fingers brushed past my ribs, he ran them up and around before going up to my breasts then down again, disappearing behind to the lower of my back. He tugged me forward him and I felt the unsteady rise and fall of his chest against mine as he breathed.

His eyes dazed and hooded.

I gulped involuntarily. He lowered his head down to my neck and latched his mouth on my throat. Sucking and biting, he kissed his way up my jaw while his hand wandered up to replace his mouth on my neck, choking me in his rough grip.

His lips smashed against mine, moving like he had been starving. Like he wanted to swallow me whole. My fingers tucked in his hair.

I closed my eyes, conceal don't feel.

But, lightning struck inside my chest. My mind was screaming bloody murder. It was his kiss that made my whole world collapse before his feet. I could barely think.

His hands kept roaming up and down my curves. It felt like his touch was setting my skin on fire. I gasped just as his fingers hook around the waist of my shorts, tugging it.

" Eden, stop. " I barely spoke before his mouth was on me again.

" No. Don't want to. " he pouted against my lips and I sighed in surrender.

At the moment he could ask me to burn the entire kingdom and I would do it for him in a heartbeat. That was how much control he had over me.

I snapped out of my thought and my eyes widened in shock when he grabbed a handful of my bare ass.

I smacked his hand away, tugging his head back, breaking the kiss. He squinted his eyes at me and I sighed. This fucker was as high as a kite.

" You need to chill, mister wandering hands. " I broke out of his grip and rose from the tangled sheets. I had no idea how did I end up there in the first place.

He looked like he was about to grab me and pull me back. I squealed stepping further away as he got up and reached out his arm. Throwing the cover out of his way, he tried to get away but the IV that was hooked into his arm stopped him.

And, I silently thanked God for that because I would do whatever the hell he wanted to do if I got back there. I was weak.

I stood still in my spot, narrowing my eyes at him. He huffed before innocently holding his arms out for me. I sighed again.

" No funny business? " I asked.

He frowned then shook his head slowly. " No. "

I prayed for strength as I walked back to the devil. I settled on the bed with him, my back against the headboard and my legs under the cover with him. Pulling him into my arm, I ran my hand through his hair as he laid his face on the crook my neck.

" How high are you right now? "

" Higher. Highest. Kisses? " he mumbled softly, lips on my skin. Shivers crawled up my neck and I mentally cursed inside my head.

" No. " Of course I wanted to fucking kiss him, sober and not high on medication.

I was basically taking advantage of him. Eden would have been disappointed in me. The guy already hated me enough.

But, then he made the :( face.

" Don't do this to me. " I groaned, proceeding to shove his face away.

He looked up at me. Looking hot and adorable at the same time. I wanted to scratch my own eyes out. Sighing, I kissed the tip of his nose. He grinned before placing his head back.

" You're scaring me, you horny fuck. Whoever the hell you are give me my husband back. " I groaned into his hair.

The side of my lips quirked up when he wholeheartedly laughed his ass off like I had just said the most funniest thing ever. It was a beautiful sound.

The laughters stopped after a few seconds despite how much I wanted it go on forever. I looked down when silence dawned upon us. He had his eyes closed for the first time since the surgery then he was out like the dead.

I pressed a light kiss on his forehead. Even the most cruelest motherfucker alive looked like an angel asleep. I brushed his hair off of his forehead, tracing lines on his cheekbones.

Now that was a dangerous battle to fight.

For a moment I thought he died in that forest. Lingering taste of his lips mixed with my salty tears. The world shattered and the sky ripped apart.

It was like I was suffocating but couldn't die.

I recalled the horrible feeling when his body slumped lifelessly into my arms and the warm blood soaking on my hands felt like permanent paint. He was hurting and I was lost inside my head.

Shaking under his weight, I struggled to get my palm to his chest. I remembered how desperately I needed to know that he was alive. More blood and deep cuts. I felt every inches of his cold skin. Then there was his slow but steady heart beat that broke me out of my daze. A huge wave of relief hit me and I could breath again.

With all my strength I dragged him all the way to the palace the second I pulled my shit together.

The last twenty six hours had been hell. I had never felt more helpless and restless. But, when his eyes met mine, all was fine again. Except I didn't expect him to be high and cheeky.

It was a side I had never even imagined him to have.

He pulled me in as soon as I reached his grasp and started mumbling curses under his breath about how the doctor touched him. The doctor gave me an apologetic smile before briefly went through his injuries while my husband was attempting to shove his tongue down my throat.

Beaming at the thought, I chuckled to myself before leaving the room. I didn't want to leave his side but I badly needed air and my mother had summoned me to an emergency meeting.

I walked as fast as my legs could carry me. I hated this part of the castle. The medical wing had always been ghostly cold. Almost everyone in the bloodline died here, in that same room my husband was sleeping in.

Cursing at the long corridor, I made a turn and got out to the garden through the opened door. Warmth sun hit my face and a sigh escaped past my lips as I continued walking to the other side.

I had barely seen a single guard walking with me since I left the room. My heart pounded slightly at the thought. Thane was the last person I saw as he stood outside, guarding Eden's door. The palace had never been this quiet and suddenly everything felt wrong. I wanted to run back to him.

Adrenaline rushed through my bloodstream when I heard the sound of a person grunting nearby. I scanned the isolated garden, trying to feel the dagger I strapped to my thigh except I felt nothing there.

I mentally slapped myself then. Eden must have taken it out when he did his exploring. Sighs.

A loud thud hit the ground and I slightly jumped to the sound. My hand flew to my chest as I turned sideways to look at the body laying on the grass by the stone wall.

" What the hell, Blaze? " I snapped as my heart beat a mile a minute.

Rolling over onto his back, he took a minute catching his breath before finally getting off the ground. I scanned his figure through my glare. He scratched the back of his neck, tilting his head down awkwardly as if to hide his face.

" You climbed the wall and jumped down? Are you trying to break your damn neck? " I deadpanned, stalking to his side.

" I sneaked out last night. " he answered, still looking at his feet.

I grabbed his jaw and tilted his head up. He groaned softly at the contact and I immediately pulled my hand away at the sight. Purple bruises on his jaw and the cut on his forehead was hard not to notice.

He looked pretty beaten up and my stomach churched in concern.

" What the hell happened to you? " I asked.

" Cat fight at the club last night. " he lied because he looked everywhere but my face.

I narrowed my eyes at his slightly torn clothes. The blood stains on his shirt.

A million thoughts ran in my head. Painful possibilities spoke inside my mind. I gulped at the horrible terrible thoughts. He couldn't have been there. Blaze wouldn't even hurt an ant, let alone his own best friend or her husband.

Forcing a smile, I pushed the thoughts away. " Do you want me to look at the bruises? "

" I'll be fine. I need to go now before anyone see me. " he said before starting to take off.

" Blaze, chill. You're an adult and a duke. No one would dare ask you. " I shouted after him.

He turned his head back to give me a weird look. " First of all, I look like shit. I don't want anyone seeing me like this. "

I nodded my head before hurried out of there myself. A sick feeling growling in my stomach.

Eden was awake and the drug finally wore off by the time I got away from my mother. He sat up, eating the food I told the chefs to bring in for him awhile ago. Thane was by his side, looking a lot better than when I saw him two hours and a half ago.

They spoke in low voices like the windows had ears and there were people listening through thin wall.

I cleared my throat, revealing my presence. They snapped their heads up and hush words stopped. His eyes bored into mine and I felt my own blush creeping up my cheek. He stared at me weirdly.

" Why are you standing there? " he asked.

I broke out of my hazy daze and walked up to the two. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, I placed my hand on the side of his face to take a closer look at him.

" How are you feeling, my prince? " I asked, searching for his discomfort.

" I'm fine. " he muttered.

Thane smirked at us before excusing himself out of the room. I drew my hand back so fast, I almost hit his soup bowl off of the small table. He raised an eyebrow at me but didn't say another word.

He was back all right and I felt like strangling the sick bitch alive.

I kept my gaze on his face as he ate his soup without a care in the world. I debated between calling him out or staying silent and pretended like nothing had happened. I settled on the silence treatment.

" Did you have a hard time bringing me back? " he asked.

I shook my head.

" Are you hurt? "

I shook my head.

" Speak. " he said, putting his spoon down.

I cocked an eyebrow at him.

" What's wrong? " he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

Sighing, he grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips. He looked at me. I tried my best not to react to his touch. I mentally cursed when he started drawing circles on the back of hand.

" Tell me what's bothering you. " he asked again and this time I gave up.

" You felt me up. " I blurted out.

He furrowed his eyebrows at me. " I know. I was there. What about it? "

I gaped at him. " You're back. Welcome back, asshole. "

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