PROLOGUE: MY WORST ENEMY AND GREATEST WEAKNESS
CELESTE
Elijah looked like sin in its entirety, as tempting and mouthwatering as every guilty pleasure you could think of.
And As he gripped my left arm and pressed it to his chest, I wanted to fully indulge in the guilty pleasure that he was. But I knew that I shouldn’t, because this man was the bane of my existence, he was the reason my entire race was almost extinct.
He was my worst enemy, and my greatest weakness. Yet, the hottest man to have ever walked the earth.
“You feel that?” he asked me, letting my palm hover over his deliciously muscled chest, right where his nonexistent heart was situated.
I knew exactly what he wanted me to feel. That his heart was racing from my touch, and it was indeed. It felt like there was a marathon ongoing in his chest, like his heart would burst out any minute.
In all honestly, my heart was probably beating thrice as fast, but there’s no way in hell I’d admit that to him.
“No,” I lied through my teeth, “I don’t feel a single thing.”
His huge palm cupped my face and titled it so that I was looking right into his eyes, he was several inches taller than me, but he found the perfect angle that allowed our gazes align.
“I can hear your fucking heart and you can hear mine, don’t deny it,” his index finger started to tease the gold chain clinging to my bare waist.
My stomach sank as I sucked in a deep breath from the enticing burn of his touch. I would never be able to wrap my head around how my body instantly reacts to his touch, like fire to fuel, the ignition was immediate.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t already an ocean down there.
“Elijah… just,” I groaned when his thick callous fingers slid over the curve of my stomach and then he flattened his huge palm over it and pushed me so my back was pressed to the wall.
“You’re confused. You’re don’t feel anything but attraction to me. Every other feeling is misplaced and your mind is playing tricks on you,” my voice quivered as his eyes lingered on my exposed cleavage, darkening with raw desire.
His laughter was rich and filled with gravel, and the heat behind his voice wasn’t lost on me. He only sounded that way when he was about to ravage me and leave me begging for more.
“Attraction? You’d dare to reduce what our souls feel when our bodies meet to mere attraction?” he pressed himself to my chest, the feel of his hard chest crushing my boobs made me bite back a moan.
That electric feeling that coursed through me and made my skin burn with an undying passion definitely wasn’t mere attraction, and someday I’d find a way to quell it for good.
“You’ve missed my touch, I can sense it,” he leaned forward and pulled my bottom lip between his teeth and I shivered from the weight of arousal that slammed into my core.
I instinctively gravitated towards him and deepened the kiss, feeling my entire body unravel.
“How do you do this to me? I fucking hate you, I really do,” I protested weakly as his fingers dug into my sides roughly and he gripped the space underneath the crop top half of my two piece.
Then, he pushed his fingers in so that he was poking my breasts. That made my nipples rock hard in a split second and I moaned breathlessly and melted under his touch. He made my entire body want to explode with bliss.
At the same time, I was fighting my hardest to remind myself that he meant nothing other than a man who’d given me a million good—no, fucking phenomenal—sexual experiences.
That’s all it was, amazing sex. I couldn’t let it be anything more, I would be betraying myself.
“I’m just going to go ahead and check how wet you are for me,” he pressed a massive rock hard erection against my stomach and I got a lot more wetter.
Before I could take a breath, he was ripping my skirt off my waist and my panties with it. I yelped in sheer disbelief and my core throbbed from the action. Then, I gasped even louder when he shoved two thick fingers into my tight hole without warning.
“Fuck,” we both moaned at the first thrust.
I could hear how slick and wet I was as he continued to slam his fingers into me without mercy. I was breathless and floating on a magical wave as every thrust brought me closer to the gods. He knew just the right amount of pleasure to place on my clit at the same time to get me going crazy.
“Elijah… I’m so…”
He stopped abruptly, gripped my neck and began to kiss me hungrily as I slowly rode his fingers. I felt tears stinging the corners of my eyes as the kiss became slower. The tempo seemed to drop by a beat every second as we both realized something.
His lips froze eventually and so did my movements as we looked each other in the eye.
My expression was full of dread and his was reeking of glee. He could barely contain his excitement that he was grinning from ear to ear. Meanwhile, I felt like passing out on the spot, my chest felt tight and I was a little nauseous.
That was the first time we’d ever kissed. And that was Elijah’s first kiss.
“Cel! Wakeup CeCe! Celeeeeeeste!!”
I jerked up furiously and snapped my eyes towards the direction of the maniac that was yelling my name. I’d been a magical creature long enough to know that Elijah was just part of an endless vision which I’d been seeing clips of since I was fifteen.
I knew that most of my visions came true, while a little chunk never saw fruition. So, there was a huge chance that all the visions I’d encountered Elijah in might actually never come true. It may just turn out to be a coping mechanism that kept me sane and hopeful in this hellhole where I was being raised.
“Celeste, how many time have I told you that’s it’s weird as hell to look through me and not answer me?” Asa, my familiar, flicked out her tongue like the obnoxious snake she was.
“And how many times have I warned you not to wake me up when I’m clearly tapped into a vision,” I snapped back at her.
She couldn’t even lie that she didn’t know that’s what I was engrossed in. She knew it because our powers had been linked since birth and we always knew when either of us was exercising their abilities.
“Well, they want to send you to earth again, and they’re impossible to lie to,” she groaned and I immediately understood.
When they called, you had to answer. And No was never an option.