"Alixandria!"

"No. N-no!"

"Alixandria wait."

I could hear Idris's steps behind me. He was in front of me in no time. He was about to pull me to him, but I managed to slip away.

"Don't. I-I shouldn't. This," I pointed between us. "Is just lust, okay." I walked into the administration building still feeling Idris on my trail.

A couple of students hanging near the auditorium stairs stared as we walked past them.

"Alix," he growled.

"No." I pushed my way into the girls stall just wanting to be rid of this conversation and this... feeling.

I pressed my hands onto the sink, looking into the mirror. My face was flushed and the heat I felt was spreading. I needed to cool off. How had just the feeling of his hand on my wrist done this?

I pressed the faucet on needing to feel the cool water on my skin. As I ran the cool water onto my hands and around my neck the sound of the door opening startled me.

Through the mirror I saw Idris's reflection step inside. I could boil the water on my skin from the heat radiating off my body. 

His green eyes dripped with carnal hunger as he raked every inch of my body when I turned to face him.

We were both aware of the solidarity surrounding us. It was just me and him, alone in a room and the air felt so electric thunder could strike.

"Idris," his name was but a whisper on my lips.

"Lust?" He looked offended. His dark brows drew in a downward frown. "Is that what you think this is?" His voice sounded deeper, raspier. There was a tick in his jaw.

My heartbeat rose when he turned the lock on the door and without dropping his gaze he sauntered towards me. My hips pressed into the sink as his arms dropped to either side of me.

I felt unsteady. His proximity made my knees weak. And I felt a discomfort building at my core.

A single index finger trailing up my thigh and I shut my eyes, feeling my toes curl in my boots. I picked a great day to wear a dress.

"Open your eyes Alixandria." He demanded and I opened my eyes just in time to see his tongue stroke his lips.

"The way your chest is heaving." He continued in a heavy tone. "That drunk off my touch look in your eyes. The way you clench your thighs to try and relieve that pressure you feel building, that may be lust,"

"But this," His hand Intertwined with mine

"How you miss when we don't touch." He whispered in my ear, his lips lightly stroked my neck. "The way your lips craved to be kissed by mine." His lips crept closer.

"Lust isn't what drives me to be with you, Alixandria... It's you, your smile, your warmth, your voice, the need to be beside you and make you happy in all the ways you crave." His forehead pressed against mine as our eyes locked, drinking each other in as his heated hands gripped my thighs, standing between my legs leaving my lips parting, panting from the heat and the need.

A drug-like sensation filled my veins with mind-numbing pleasure the more the seconds ticked, the more I stood in his presence.

I wanted him to touch me. To ease the pressure between my legs. To kiss my lips while he gripped my waist to pull me closer to him... but.

"Idris," I whimpered. " I can't do this."

"Tell me you don't want this and I'll step away. Tell me..." his hand slid up my waist to bring my chin up. "Tell me you didn't walk in here so that I could do this," he pressed me closer, now our lips were but a breath away.

"So that I could kiss you without the world knowing what we did." 

Without a thought, my lips were on his. Ecstasy hit me like a wave. 

Immediately, Idris responded, pressing me against him, possessively running his hands along the curves of my body, claiming each moan that left my mouth as his slick tongue parted my lips like his rigid body parted my legs until his firm core pressed against the heat of my own.

I held onto his strong shoulders, greedy for more of his taste, eager to let him devour me whole, as the tension in my body grew to unbearable heights that only Idris could reach with every breath, every touch, every kiss of his lips against my mouth, my neck, my chest. I was there, so close, lost in the delirium of his touch when Idris pulled away and my body thrashed, feeling as though I had fallen from heaven. 

It took a long pause, a long moment to catch my breath and realize my arms were steadily wrapped around his neck and I could still smell his intoxicating scent. Just breathing it in made my mind swirl, made me fall dangerously close off the deep end, where there would be no end to this need I felt.

"Idris," I clenched onto his shirt, my body tightened against the ache that gripped my bones.

"I know it hurts Alixandria, but if we start, I can't promise you that I will be able to stop...and I don't want you to regret this, I don't want you to regret being with me," His words were barely audible against my skin, because everything felt on fire, even his voice made me quiver with desperation.

Regret? What would I regret? "I-I need this," I sighed. "I need you." my mind drummed like my heart beat, so lost. "Idris."

"Alixandria." His blistering hands tilt my face until our eyes met and I felt a pulse deep within me.

"Your eyes..." I marveled at the darkness in his eyes that took over the vibrant green. Idris was inhuman, and yet it seemed so easy to forget, because i'd always felt safe with him, yet the hunger in his eyes was new, a possessive and wild hunger that gripped me to my soul.

It awoke something within me. A need.

I wanted to be his.

"Ask me to stop if you'll regret it, because I need you too, and I want you too, as mine...only mine."

The way he accentuated those last words, somber and flush with hope, brought me back to sobering reality, because those words reminded me that I already belonged to someone and hell, here I was, in the arms of another man...craving to be his once again. 

"I'm a cheater." I'm a cheater and I just betrayed Henry. "I have to go!"

I pushed Idris away but he stopped me, gently taking my hand as his eyes morphed from black to emerald green, pausing me as I took in his disheartening gaze. I was tempted. Tempted to run back to him and have him kiss me, but the fact was that I owed Henry my life. He was my soulmate not Idris and as much as this hurt, as much as it wrecked my heart, I pulled out of his grasp.

This had to stop.

"Don't follow me." I asked and ran out before he could say another word.

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