Chapter Fifty: The monster buried deep

Chapter Fifty

Maya POV

Excitment burst through my entire being as his hands held unto me, like i was a line that held his life, maybe i over exaggerate but his hold on me was secured, my hands held unto him also, the strength to not let go was fuelled by the tequila i had drank but it didnt matter.

His lips contoured mine in strong yet soft movements that had me gasping for breaths, even with closed eyes, it helped me focus on the fact that i was in Macloclm hands and kissing him.

Seconds felt like eternity and then they ended, his lips were away from mine, my eyes pulled opened and i was greeted with his eyes watching me. Eyes which were usually in narrow slits glaring at me stared at me differently. There was no hollow, neither was there any caution in them, instead there was dilated pupils which showed hunger and want. Cole stared at me this way but it felt different this time, i didnt feel a need rto hold back and my body was at rest, it was safe. Malcolm made me feel safe.

“Ma