[Bonus chapter] Angry And Jealous

(From Ella's Perspective)

Looking at Leandro's face made me realize that I had a lot to tell him. He needed to know all about what I heard. I went up to him. His face was unchanged and had the suppressed angry expression. I did not care about that. He told me that almost everything everyone did made him angry. Perhaps he was angry just because he saw Jed and I were laughing.

"I have got lots to tell you. I've heard...," I whispered, bringing my face as close to him as possible. Because he was so tall, I had to stand on my tiptoes.

"... after we get to the cave, I need..."

But I could not finish. Who could when a person had pressed them on the couch and also when the person was way too handsome to exist? His face hovered over mine as I was looking into his dark eyes searching for something unknown.

His face was still angry, but there was something more into his eyes that I could not find the right words to describe. No one could, I was sure. I was shocked. I had no idea he would do something like this all of a sudden. There was no reason to do so either. But yet, here I was, under him on the couch looking at him like a pleading cat. The only strange thing was that I did not know what I was pleading for.

"What're you..."

I could not finish again. But this time the reason was completely different. He pressed his lips on the sensitive skin of my throat. And before this moment, I had no idea that my throat was sensitive to touch.

As he filled literally every single place on my throat, moans threatened to escape my mouth. His lips seemed to be like hot coals, burning my skin with each touch, each brush. But to my horror, I discovered three new things. First of all, I thought that a kiss on the throat would not affect me at all. But I was wrong, so wrong. Did it affect me in the worst way possible, or the best way? Secondly, the back of my throat seemed to be so excited to let out uncontrollable sounds. I had to press my lips together tightly so the sounds that I was trying not to make could come out. And thirdly, even if his lips seemed to burn the skin on my throat, I did not want the burning feeling to stop. I wanted more.

I forgot where I was, or what would happen if Jed walked on us. I had worried about it, but not for so long. His lips on my throat made me forget everything. It was like I wanted to cling to him and tell him to keep doing this.

After what felt like an eternity of being trapped in an addictive tingly heated pleasure, he pulled back. But he did not look at me, or go up, leaving me dumb-founded on the couch. Rather, his lips found mine, so quickly that my mind barely caught what was happening.

He was not gentle. He was fast and moving his lips furiously on mine as if my lips were getting away from him and he did not want to let go. I felt that there was nothing else around me except his lips on mine, his masculine aroma, and his hand on my neck pulling my face as close to his as possible.

I did not want to, but I gave in slightly like every other time he kissed me. I started kissing him back. I was not as intense as him, but I was not slow either.

I heard a noise from beside me. I opened my eyes and glanced sideways. It was Jed, standing there looking so shocked as if he had never in his thoughts had imagined this to happen.

I felt embarrassed. I tried to push Leandro away by the chest. But dear lord, why was he so strong? He seemed to tighten his grip on my neck as he savored my lips like a hungry beast. It was only when he realized that I was running out of air, he pulled back, leaving my lips swollen and wet.

I felt my cheeks heating up. Jed had probably seen everything that happened. Leandro however had the same cold expression on his face as he secured his glance on me.

"I'll be in my room. When you're... well... ready to have dinner, just call me," Jed said and left the room before I could say something.

"What the hell have you just done?" I asked furiously. I was very angry at him. How dare he do this in front of Jed!

"It was our deal, did you forget?" he said normally as he stood up and straightened up his black shirt.

"Deal? Of course, it was our deal. But here? Did you have to do this? In front of him?" I asked, enraged.

"I said I will do it whenever I want. I wanted now, so I did it," he replied, shrugging. "Besides, what's wrong with him seeing? Because you two are sleeping together?"

"Don't even... you perv. I can't believe this," I muttered angrily.

"Don't tell me you didn't like it," he said. "You enjoyed it, Ella. Oh, it is Leora now, right?"

I was so angry and red at the same time that my voice seemed to get stuck in my throat. I left for upstairs with thunderous steps, swearing under my breath. I felt his gaze on my back, but I did not bother looking back. Jed was now going to ask for details for sure.

The door that led to Jed's room was so narrow that I was sure it would be hard for Leandro to get in. But why was I thinking about him all the time? God, I needed to get a grip on myself or I would totally lose myself.

"And you're telling me nothing is going on between you two?" Jed asked as soon as I entered the room.

"He is horrible," I muttered. "He didn't have to kiss me now."

"Oh come on, Leora. He did that because he was jealous that you were laughing with me. He was angry too because I touched you," he said as I took a seat on his single bed beside him. The squeaky bed made a creak the moment I placed my bottom on it.

"Oh, don't worry. It's very creaky," Jed said dismissively. "Now tell me what's going on."

"Nothing. It was a deal that he could kiss my throat if he did what I asked him to do."

"What did you ask him to do?"

"Nothing important. But he always demands making deals," I said.

"That's because he likes you. It's clear, Leora. It's just you who doesn't see it."

"No, he doesn't like me, Jed. Anyway, you said your crush will come here at around twelve. Let's go have our supper then. I wonder what Lean... I mean, Lee brought us," I said. Even though I told Leandro that it would be easier to call him Lee, it was not easy at all. The name Leandro had something in it... something so addictive and melodious that I wanted to call him by that only. Hearing my name in his voice felt so good too. But I would not let him know that.

"Yeah, let's go then. By the way, he is really good-looking. He is cold, but he likes you a lot, Leora. Don't let him go. He'll save you from everything, I'm sure. What is he, by the way? He doesn't look like a human. Is he..."

"I don't know. He never told me that and I did not see him shirtless as well. Or I could see if there is a mark on his back or not," I said hastily.

"Oh ok. But I think he is a shifter. There's something about him that makes me think that he is actually a shifter. Anyway, as long as he keeps you safe, there's nothing wrong with living with him. He seems to be very strong as well."

"God, stop describing him. Let's go down and let our stomachs get what they want. I'm starving," I said.

"Yeah. You sure I don't have to pay him for tonight's dinner?" Jed asked hesitantly.

"Don't be a rooster, Jed!" I said. But inside, I sighed. If only he knew why I agreed to Leandro about kissing my throat...

I wondered if Jed was right. Was Leandro angry because Jed touched me? Was he jealous? But why would he be? He did not like me. At least, I had a firm belief that he did not like me. Why would he? I was a human, after all, a silly slender girl.