Chapter 4 4

4. UNTAMEABLE URGES

"Put the bag down, Lysandra," Mikel places a hand on my hip and steers me into his room. I release the wooden frame and despite my irrational conflicting thoughts, I can't help but feel turned on by the god like creature currently running his hands over my body. I noticed the large plush bed placed in the centre of the room, accented by a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking a beautiful lake. I feel the urge to run my hands along the glassed panels, although it quickly disappeared as Mikel easily gains all my attention by pulling me flush against his rock hard body.

Without noticing he'd somehow pulled the bag from my tight fist and dropped it with a light thud on his bed. I look up into his dark eyes and feel a pool of heat erupt from my body. What is he going to do? Mikels skilled hands trail up the back of my dress and catch onto the zipper at the top. He leisurely pulls the small piece of metal down causing the tightness of the pencil dress to take a breath of fresh air. Finally he completely unzips the dress, I shiver as his fingers trail down my exposed back. "They'll be back soon." I whisper licking my bottom lip.

Mikel catches the movement and lowers his head slightly. One of his hands trail further down and clutch the top of my thigh, I release a groan... all this tension in my body mustn't be healthy! With awe-worthy indifference Mikel slips the dress off my body in one quick move. I'm left standing before him in my black underwear and nude heels. He moves back a step, one hand still holding my hip and scans my body.

I take this time to run my eyes of his in return. His chest and arms are completely covered in ink, I'd frankly be lying if I said I wasn't effected by the sheer dominance radiating off this gorgeous specimen. I hear my phone ring from the bed and instantly my attention snaps to it. Mikel does not like the distraction and releases me, he heads to my bag, opening the zip he finds my phone and switches it off. I watch gobsmacked as he does this, that could of been important! Well, you weren't exactly jumping to stop him, now were you! My conscious snaps.

Mikel drops my phone back in my bag and reaches out to me. My body moves on it's own and walks into the circle of his arms. He drags my long red hair to one side of my shoulder and lowers his mouth to the mark he'd previously left there. I arch up allowing him more access, just when I think he's finally going to do something more than suck my neck he pulls back, "I want you in my bed every night we're here, Lysandra, okay?"

"Excuse me." I pull back, "not going to happen."

I feel Mikels emotions change, one minute I'm standing opposite him the next I'm on my back with him above me on the bed. "If you want the release your body has been begging for since this morning, I suggest you do as I ask." His hot breath smells of mint and smoke.

"For arguments sake; even if I agreed to your completely insane proposition, we are not alone here. I will not be caught in-between sheets with my future uncle." I blush.

Mikel sits up, straddling my body. "I'm not your Uncle."

"But you will be." I don't meet his eyes, fully aware of my almost completely naked state.

Sighing, he leans down and captures my lips within his. "You're always thinking." He mumbles, lightly bitting my bottom lip. "I think it's best you understand that I will have you. Over and over, sweet little Lysandra. Nothing is going to stop me from being inside you."

"You've lost it. You're completely insane." I push him back attempting to widen the distance between us, unsuccessfully.

Mikel look into my eyes, forcing eye contact. "Would it really be that bad..."

"You're kidding right!"

Mikel snorts, "no. I don't see a problem with fucking you even after the marriage. We aren't related by blood, Lysandra." His finger slips into my panties and trails along my wet slit. "Or does this whole ordeal turn you on?"

I try to wriggle away from him, wishing I'd stopped him from removing my dress. "I find you incredibly crude and insulting."And a big turn-on.He watches me with narrowed eyes, probably trying to somehow get inside my head.

"And yet, you are still wet." He accuses as if I'm trying to hide something from him.

Good observation Sherlock! I'm turned on by him... probably always will be but he doesn't need to know that! "Any half naked man would have the same effect on me." I reply far to quickly. Yeah right. He raises an eyebrow. "What do you want me to say, Mikel!" I snap frustrated... sexually.

"Not say, moan. I want you to moan my name constantly." His blunt response does wonders to my body. I clench as his finger enters my wet heat. I scoff, as if. Mikel doesn't take to my mocking tone lightly, he wraps both my wrist in one of his hands above my head. "You will be screaming my name by the time I'm finished with you." His voice is brutal and gut twistingly seductive.

Appalled I reply, "I will do not such thing!" I am a independent woman and there is no way- "Ah," I shout out as Mikels teeth nip one of my erect nipples. Uh-huh, some independent woman you are. I ignore the snarky little woman stalking around in my head and relish in Mikels talented tongue. He looks up at me under hooded eyelashes, that's all it takes. I grab his head in my hands and simultaneously we lung at one another. Our mouths collide brutally, he lifts both my thighs up and I wrap them around his waist.

Like some wild animal I grind up onto him wantonly. Breathless and begging for more I allow him to thrust his tongue into my mouth in the same rhythmic pattern as his fingers in my core. Mikel is rough and restless, taking everything I have to offer. For some messed up reason I enjoyed the way his weight crushes me, the way his mouth possesses me and the way his body claims mine. He unbuckles his jeans and I use my feet to push them down his body, he kicks them off after they reach his knees.

Pulling his member out of his boxers I look down and gasp. Was he this big the last time! Closing my eyes I try to remember. Without warning he pushes into me, he catches me yelp with a deep kiss. I was wet but clearly not wet enough as the burn that follows has me scratching at his back. He doesn't move, allowing me to adjust to his size, then his thumb pushes on my clit, slowly he begins to rub circles on the swollen bud. My hips move in the same motion as his calloused thumb. "Mikel," I moaned, raking my nails down his back.

"Lysandra." His mouth latches onto my neck. He fists my hair and my waist, holding me still as he ruts into me over and over. Hitting me deep and hard. I feel my body tense around him, this only egg him on. With unknown power he drives into me. Within a matter of seconds I'm spamming into a mind-blowing orgasm. He drills into me still, the slapping of his balls against my bottom and our breathless moans is all that fills the air until I feel his release... Even then he rides out our climax with deep jerks.

Our breathing erratic and our chests sprinting, I moan as Mikel turns us on our sides instead of pulling out of me, like I'd expected. At that exact moment I hear the sound of gravel crunching. This is followed by a series of panicky uncoordinated movements; Mikel tries to pull be back into his arms but I forcefully crawl out of his grip. "They're home."

"I know." he states. I look into his eyes but all I see is anger.

Confused I quickly open the door attached to his room and it leads to a bathroom. There are two doors in here, the one I came from and one opposite it. I open that door and see another bedroom. Sadly aware of my naked state I quickly turn on the shower and lock both doors. Taking in a breath of air I place my hands against the basin and lean down slightly. That was close.

There's a knock on the door I'd entered from and I straighten up, instantly grunting out in pain. How had I not noticed the burning coming from my hips and core, you were too busy hightailing out of his room! Now look at you, a sore naked mess. I walk to the door and open it a fraction. Mikel pushes the wooden barrier back and I frantically attempt to cover my breasts and lower region, he scoffs at me. "I've seen you naked on two occasions now, what are you trying to hide." He steps into the bathroom and closes the door.

"W-what are you doing!" I notice he'd pulled on his jeans. Leaving me at a disadvantage as usual.

He stalks towards me and I move back until my back hits the other wooden door. "I brought you a towel." He places the soft material on the basin, a good two metres from my current position. How useful. Shut it! "Don't worry, they're down stairs." I relax slightly.

Mikel notices this and closes the distance between us. "I want to shower." I state trying desperately to blend into the door behind me.

"Then shower." He replies nonchalantly placing his hands either side of my head.

I sigh as his muscles ripple, "then please leave, so I can." I manage to speak without dribbling. The man is seriously good looking! Agreed. Finally.

"Lysandra!" I hear my mother call.

My eyes enlarge, "get out." I whisper harshly and use my hands to push at his chest, totally forgetting my naked state. Mikel drops his hands and pulls my body to his, clutching my bottom in his hands he squeezes.

"Fine. But only because of this wonderful view." He captures my hands at my side and scans my body thoroughly. I feel a blush rise and close my eyes. He releases his hold on me, I go to scold him but he catches my bottom lip between his. "Sh, she's coming."

With a pop he sets free my lip and finally leaves me to shower in peace. I rush to lock the door and then step into the fogged up cubical. Thirty minutes later I exit the shower and grab the towel Mikel had left behind, drying myself slightly I walk to the door. I hope he's not in there, I just need to grab my bag and then exit. I wrap the towel around my body and slowly crack the door open. Scanning the room I realise he's not in it. Practically running across the soft carpet I drag my bag into the bathroom with me.

Opening my small suitcase I grab my undergarments and finish drying off, before pulling them on. I then grab out one of my pencil skirt suits. I leave my wet hair out and then unlock the door that led to the empty room, placing my bag on the bed I exit the room. I make a quick stop to Mikels room and grab my phone and business bag, I put it in my room. I hear voices downstairs and descend the steps while ringing Danny. When she doesn't answer I begin to worry and call Jeremy, who thankfully does pick up.

I stand at the foot of the stairs, "what's going on?" I question instantly. My anxiety will eventually be the death of me. Don't forget your paranoia. You're so helpful, not. Better add; talking to yourself on to the list. There is no list! There should be.

'Calm down, nothing. What's wrong?' Jeremy laughs at something.

"Why isn't Danny picking up?" I snap annoyed at myself.

Jeremy hushes someone in the background and I hear more laughing, 'she's right here. Do you want to speak with her?' he questions.

"No. Just don't do anything stupid. And make sure she doesn't get into trouble!" I warn.

'Yes mum.'

"Bye, son. Make sure to watch over your sister." I reply sarcastically with a smirk.

This time both he and I laugh together before ending the call. I enter the living room and see my mother in the kitchen making something. Andrew and Mikel lounge out in front of the television, I take in Mikels wet hair. So he showered... like that's not suss or anything. I take a seat on one of the stool where my mother is cooking at the marble island. She smiles as I sit down. "You hungry?" She questions.

"What is that?" I question.

She laughs at my slightly scared look, "food... well it will be once I'm done." She grins.

"Sure, why not." I'm a bit worried about my mothers cooking as she loves to experiment and well sometimes the experiments turn into disasters. "So what's planned for today?" I question looking through a document Jeremy just sent through. Thank heavens for smart phones!

"We're going camping tonight and Andrew then has hiking planned for the following day." She turns to the oven.

She's kidding right, she has to be kidding... "Hiking." I mumble.

"Yeah, you'll love it!"

"Sure I will." My phone buzzes and I welcome the distraction. Walking outside I stand on the porch and answer the call. "Yes?"

'Lysandra, I know you're on holiday but I have a small favour to ask,' my bosses voice greets me.

Smiling I reply, "sure what is it?"

'Would you happen to have Kimmi-Jin's last report? I remember her asking you to go over it.' He questions hopefully.

Lucky I brought along my trusty laptop, "I don't know if I still have it... but I'll definitely look through my files and send it through if I find it." I look behind myself as the front door opens, Mikel steps out with a beer. "Is there anything else, sir?" I question, distracted.

'No. That's all. What would I do without you!' He chuckles slightly.

I return the laugh, "find a replacement."

'Yeah right. I have a meeting so I'll catch up with you when you get back.' He ends the call.

I look up at Mikel, who is leaning against the wooden railing. "You're very friendly with your boss." He states looking out at the scenery.

"What is that supposed to mean." I reply, leaning against the wall opposite him.

He gives me a look, "nothing." He scans me over. "You're seriously going to wear that camping." He chuckles.

I look down, what's wrong with it? "Yes. Why?"

"You'll see why." He smirks before finishing his beer and walking around the side of the house. Creepy, much! I walk back inside to see Andrew helping my mother pack the food she'd begun cooking. Mikel enters through the back door and I look at him a little confused, he just gives a pointed look in the direction of the oblivious couple in the kitchen.

I shake my head at him and walk up the stairs to my room. Sitting on the soft bed I pull out my laptop and login. Once the computer has booted up I begin to search through my files for the one Paul wanted. A good twenty minutes later I find it in my trash... where you should have searched first, honestly! I save the file and then send it to my boss, thankful I had thought of bringing my WIFI flash drive.

There's a soft knock on the door and I look up as it's pushed open slowly, my mothers head pops inside, "we're leaving in five, get changed and meet us downstairs when you're ready." she smiles.

"Changed?" I question before she can depart.

"Yeah into something more comfortable." My mother gives me a funny look.

I return the look, "I am in something comfortable."

"Oh. Okay, then come and we'll hit the tracks." She grins.

Seriously though, what is wrong with my suit! I follow her out and we join up with Mikel and Andrew, I slip into my pumps. Mum hands me one of the backpacks and I swing it on, the two males carry the bigger bags. We walk out and my mother locks up. "Where are we heading?" I question a little nervous when we walk past the Jeep.

"Up the mountain a little, there's this really nice clearing with a waterfall." Andrew replies.

The three begin walking through some imaginary track and I stumble after them. Half an hour later my legs are practically broken and my arms feel like jelly. What is this torture! There has to be some kind of law against this. I continue to struggle behind my mother, Andrew and Mikel who seem to be easily making their way through this death trap. I stop and lean against a tree, this is some workout alright!

My phone beeps. I'm surprised there's signal out here, we're in the bloody middle of woop woop! I pull out the device and look down at the screen. Swiping my thumb across I read the text message.

[Having fun? Paul's eating shit without you!]- Danny

I laugh at this. [What's happened?]- Ly

[He has no one to do all the paperwork for him. Lazy bastard, serves him right! Guess what...]- Danny The message comes in a minute later.

[What, Dan?]- Ly I answer instantly, a bit worried.

Impatiently I tap my foot and wait for the text message beep. [Jeremy said we can have a party now that you're gone!]- Danny

What a joke. [Don't even think about it! I'll slaughter you both if anything is broken.]- Ly

Her message is instant. [You'll never know... Kisses, xo. Have fun in the forest.]- Danny

[Don't!]- Ly I leave one last message before pushing off the thick tree.

I look up at where the group had been previously and only see an empty barely there track. Oh my gosh! I'm going to die, this is it. This is how it ends. I quickly begin to make my way up the track, moving over fallen trees and ducking under branches; with great difficulty let me just tell you. I've seen the movies, I've seen how this ends! The one left behind always dies first. Oh my god, oh my god! What if some psycho killer hunts in these woods, Jesus Christ! I knew this was a bad idea. I speed up and start jogging although my legs seem to be numbing up.

I probably look like a deranged rabid dog, I feel tears dampen my eyes and the helpless feeling takes over my thoughts. I wipe at my eyes whilst trying to making it through this mess of trees and shrubs. All of sudden I hit something hard and am about to fall, but before my bottom makes contact with the damp ground, two strong bands catch me. My eyes flash open and I look into Mikels dark heated stare. "You're a disaster." He sighs, straightening me up.

I know I look really bad, he did not need to rub it in. "You's left and what... I could of... you left!" I accuse pushing away from him. I sense the hysteria kick in and know I'm seconds away from a mental break down. Before that happens though, Mikels arms guide me back to him and he tucks me to him warmly. I wrap my arms around him tightly and listen to his breathing, my own much faster breath rate slows down.

"You're safe. It's okay." He mumbles.

I nod but don't let go, "you's can't just do that. Promise you won't leave me here alone again!" I squeeze my eyes shut.

Mikel takes my chin in his hand and turns my head up to face him, "I promise."

Eventually we break free and Mikel wraps an arm around my waist helping me to a clearing. My mother is pacing back and forth and Andrew is no where to be seen. I quickly move out of Mikels grip before my mother sees and almost trip from losing balance. "Mum!" I call out.

"Oh my god, Lysandra!" She rushes to me and brings me into her tight grip.

I hug her back. What, I might have died and never seen her again! "I'm fine mum." I take in her comforting scent and allow her to take her time to hug me.

"Thank you." She directs this to Mikel. He nods and gives her a small smile before walking to the pile of bags.

Ten minutes later Andrew comes back sweating and dirty, "I can't find-" before he finishes he sees me. He makes his way to my mother and I and shockingly pulls me into a hug, "you scared us!" he scolds. I awkwardly hug him back.

"Sorry." I mumble.

A long half and hour later when everyones calmed down from my disappearance scare, we sit on some fallen logs and warm up in front of the fire Mikel had surprisingly created. My mother hands out some of the food she'd made and we all dig in. My mother begins telling us about one of her wild adventures and before I know it the four of us are actually laughing and sharing stories... like in the movies. Oh, how cute! Don't you dare start! All of a sudden there is a rustling from the edge of the clearing, I shift closer to Mikel. This doesn't go unnoticed by him.

That's when I hear it... that annoying shrilly voice. The raven haired beauty once again greets us with her unwelcome presence, "Mikey!"

You've got to be kidding me...