Song for this chapter- wicked games (the weekend)
|Melanie Rose's p.o.v|
When I came back to the party, I noticed Selena sitting with 4 men. She notices me at the same time and raises her hand indicating for me to sit with her.
"I'm going to get us some drinks." She announces as she stands up after my arrival. "Make her feel welcome, she's one of us now." She says with a warning in her tone. She's like Elijah in so many ways it's frightening to watch. The men respect her, the way they do him. She has authority around the place- I can't say I'm surprised given the fact she was also raised in a mafia.
I feel their penetrating eyes scrutinising me as I sit in the middle of two of the men. I clear my throat becoming bored of the awkward silence surrounding us. I turn to the man next to me to see him already staring.
"Can I know your name, since you know mine?" A devilish smirk paints his face as his eyes pierce into me.
His eyes are a bright blue, they hold a certain secret. He flashes me his dazzling smile that obviously gets him laid a lot as I can smell the arrogance that pours from him. Yet, I can't say I'm not intrigued.
"Landon." He speaks confidently before turning to the other men. "That's Jonah-" he points to the dark hair man opposite him. "Jett-" the blonde man besides him, "and Grayson." Who's sitting besides me with an Irritated look on his face.
"What are your roles in the mafia?" I ponder curiously.
"Curious little one aren't you?" Oh! I'm far more than that I want to bite back but decide against that.
Jett and Jonah grin at me before sharing a dark, secretive look with one another. "We're snippers and assassins." Jett chides with pride.
"And have you ever missed a target?" He grins at me proudly.
"Of course not... we're the best in the game."
"What about you?" Grayson notices my question is directed to him and he turns to face me again, the disinterested look not going hidden.
"I train the new members to become soldiers." Although it's a response, is a fairly vivid one and he's yet to display any interest in the conversation, or me.
"And you?" I smiled smugly at the man next to me, Landon. I cross my arms over my chest clearly emphasising my breasts in this low, plunge dress.
His eyes darken as they take in my body, he doesn't even hide the fact he's checking me out but I can't say I mind. If Elijah wants to play me, I'll play him worse.
"I work with Gray, training the soldiers." His arm's places around my shoulder and I naturally lean closer into his embrace as his arm tightened around my shoulder.
"That's great." I chided.
Jonah and Jett excuse themselves and head to the bar. While, Grayson debates staying for a moment before huffing and walking away.
That leaves me and Landon.
I watch as Elijah strolls back into the party with a blonde tramp latched onto his arm. His hair was a rugged mess compared to the gelled perfection it was before hand. His lips looked swollen and his eyes were slightly dilated. It was obvious he'd been drinking and what he'd done with that blonde tramp- which made my bloody boil and sent me to a point of nomadic madness. That I can't even talk about.
"Want to get out of here?" He asked, standing with his hand out stretched in front of him for me to take.
"Are you implying what I think you're implying."
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"That depends." He whispers leaning close to my ear before he places a chaste kiss just below it causing me to sigh a little.
I could feel Elijah's penetrating eyes burning into my back as I exited the room with Landon. It felt wrong yet so right at the same time. Damn, I was a fücking mess.
As soon as the elevator doors close, he pushed me up against the wall before claiming my lips- leaving no room for argument. His kiss was hungry. Passionate. I didn't feel the sparks of electricity or the fireworks that Elijah awoke in me when he kissed me but I could feel other things and that's what I focused on.
Instinctively, I raised my leg and wrapped it around his waist. He took this chance to lift me into his arms unhesitatingly. The elevator opened and we broke away for a split second until he swept me back into his muscular arms.
He led me into a bedroom, locking the doors behind him before confirming with me, that this was okay. I gave him my consent and he quite literally pounced on me, engaging our lips in a hungry kiss.
His hands roamed my body, outside and inside my dress before his disregarded me of it, throwing it to the ground. Leaving me in nothing but lacey, black panties.
"Landon." I moaned as I felt his fingers trail up my waist. God I sounded like a needy pendeja as I begged to be touch. Usually, Elijah knew exactly where to touch without my guidance but tonight was different. It wasn't him and that was something I might have to become accustomed to.
My lips were swollen and my hair a possible mess from his fingers being knotted in it. I must look like a crazed sex addict underneath him. He groaned as I looked up at him through hooded eye lashes- undoing his shitt before pushing it off.
"Fuck, Rose." He cursed as I pulled his belt off and torturously pushed down his trousers. His body was beautiful, coated with scars here and there which makes me wonder how he come to receive them.
But he isn't Elijah and my subconscious knew that all to well as it repeatedly reminded me over and over again. I cursed myself for thinking about him even when I have another man's lips guiding down my body and pleasuring me in ways that any girl could wish for.
His mouth was teasing, kissing, biting when he realised where I was sensitive. My whole body turned weak as he let out a growl sounding like a wild animal in a cage begging to be set free. But it was me that had to beg.
He bit down on my shoulder painfully but seductively. I whimpered lustfully, arching my back before lifting my hips trying to give him the hint that I'm ready to just be fücked. I didn't want the torturous foreplay.
I only ever wanted that with Elijah and right now, with Landon I just wanted sex. Suddenly, I recalled the reason I agreed to come up here; seeing Elijah with that blonde tramp and all those times he slept with Alyssa while I was a few doors down- it infuriated me. If he can fück other people, then so should I.
Landon's mouth found its way to my breast where he focused all his attention on. I run my hands through his dark locks before tugging on them. Hard. He groaned in response before biting down lightly.
He continued his assault, kissing further down until he reached the hem of my panties. He looked up through his hooded eyelashes and the gaze nearly undid me itself.
I probably looked like a crazed sex addict with swollen lips, messy hair and darkened eyes. But Landon never faltered as he carried on.
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He slowly pulled my panties of with his teeth, before they were low enough for me to kick them off- which I happily obliged in doing. His fingers then dipped inside of me unexpectedly as his mouth met mine again in a long, hungry kiss.
A wave of pleasure took over my entire body as I reached my peak and released into his hands. He reached them up to his mouth before dipping them in his mouth and groaning in delight. It was both hot and shocking. He was a damn animal.
"So sweet baby." He teased as he raised his eyebrows while looking down at me.
Before I could even reply he situated himself on top of me and before I could comprehend what was happening he dove straight into me without a second thought. He completely took my breath away. Yet, at a time like this I still found myself comparing him to Elijah and it fücking pissed me off.
He continued his long strokes over and over as I inwardly moaned. My nails fell down his back as the gripped on for dear life, my legs wrapping around his torso and my hips meeting his every stroke.
I continuously chant incoherent words as I feel my peak coming again. I arched my neck and Landon took that as a chance to gain access once more. His lips was on me, marking me as his fingers played a tune we were both familiar with, with my body.
"Fuck. Rose." He grunted when my legs forced him down and I felt myself climax which apparently caused him to aswell.
After, he rolled onto his side and reached over, tucking a loose strand of hair between my ear. We laid there basking in our after sex glow neither of us wanting to break the silence. Until, he did.
"We didn't use any protection."
"I'm on the pill and I'm clean-" i began speaking but he cut me off when he pulled me back in and his lips crashed against mine.
I felt his body relax on top of me as his hands fall to my waist and I suddenly felt myself wanting more again.
"Again?" He whispered.
"Silly question" I giggled as I rolled us over so I was on top of him. Finally, able to take charge.
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So this chapter was very detailed. Sorry to my PG readers.
