Chapter 68 CHAPTER 68
ALIRA'S POV
“Zade?” I called, tears rolling into my open mouth.
He wasn't moving, not an inch.
I have heightened senses, I can feel the air move, I can see the outline of a fly’s wing so I know what I'm saying, Zade wasn't moving.
Not breathing, not blinking, just stuck in place like a statue.
He was still inside of me, his tongue thick and unmoving.
My heart raced as I slowly extracted myself from his hold, my hands shaking with terror.
“What have I done? What is happening?” I choked on the sobs that built up in my throat.
My body clamping on me, betraying me must have caused it.
I remembered it being so good, nothing that I've ever felt before. My mind was lost to the pleasure, I had no control.
No control at all.
Zade's mouth took me to heights that I never knew existed, but I wasn't floating along, I was trying to hold back, it was too much, I could not understand what he was doing to my body or why I was screaming so loudly.
All I knew was that it felt too good.
And then something unbuckled inside of me, and as good as it felt, as amazing and mind-blowing as it felt, I panicked.
I screamed and everything came to a stop.
“I screamed at him to stop,” I remembered, “but there's no way that's why he's stuck in place right?”
But what else could be the reason?
“Zade? Can you move?” I asked, pushing him but it was of no use.
“Okay, this is crazy but when I did it, I was terrified and I yelled so loudly my body shook with… power,” I was speaking to myself out loud because I needed to be sure I wasn't going crazy. Everything sounded bonkers in my head.
“But what's the magic word? Stop, start? Oh my goodness am I doomed to go crazy on this weird planet?” I groaned, now getting scared as he began turning blue.
That's when the panic returned.
“Zade? You have to move, fight whatever this is please I'm begging you. I don't know what to do or how I did this, please help me!”
I pushed myself under again and came out in front of him, my face bent at the awkward angle he was kneeling and I began shaking him.
“Move Zade, Move!” I shouted, louder and louder, pushing, crying and looking for that power burst inside of me.
But nothing.
“I need to go get help, fuck I should have gone a long time ago,” I blubbered as I got out from under him and rushed towards my clothes where Styx’s calling stone lay.
But as I turned to look at him again, I noticed something.
Minute, tiny movement in his hair follicle.
There's no wind in here.
Something flared in my chest, hope, fear, anticipation, something.
I rushed back and continued screaming at him to move, begging at this point.
And slowly, he began thawing.
But his nose wasn't a part of it, and he was getting bluer, unlike the gold scales covering his skin.
His tongue was stuck out but I didn't know how long it would take him to regain full body control so I decided to give him mouth-to-mouth.
I'd only seen it in the movies, the few I'd watched when I was depressed and recovering from Jake.
But I didn't have any other options.
His head was already at an angle, locked in that kneeling position with his tongue extended. I couldn't move him, couldn't adjust him.
So I bent down awkwardly, sealing my mouth over his as best I could around his protruding tongue.
Breathe. One. Two. Three.
I felt air pass through but I couldn't tell if it was reaching his lungs.
Again. Breathe. One. Two. Three.
"Come on, Zade. Please."
His body jerked.
Just a twitch, but it was something.
I kept going, breathing for him, begging him between breaths to fight whatever this was.
"Move, Zade. You can move. Please move."
Another jerk. Stronger this time.
His fingers twitched. Then his shoulders.
The statue was coming back to life.
Suddenly, his whole body unlocked.
He gasped, a horrible, strangled sound, and collapsed forward. I tried to catch him but his weight sent us both crashing into the shallow water.
"I've got you," I sobbed, pulling his head above the surface. "I've got you, please just breathe."
He coughed, water spraying from his mouth, his whole body convulsing as he dragged in desperate lungfuls of air.
“I'm fine Sunshine, fuck, I'm fine,” he assured me, voice hoarse and strained from nearly freezing to death.
His words let out a torrent of emotions inside me, tears, sobs and wrecked emotions.
I was so scared he was going to be angry, maybe hurt me, maybe…
‘Alira, this isn't Jake, Zade will never hurt you,’ I tried to remind myself but the crying wasn't stopping.
“Come here love, I'm sorry,” he whispered over and over again, carrying me out of the water as I broke down on his shoulder.
He knelt down where the clothes were piled and he gently placed me down and began taking them apart to dress me up.
He felt safe, warm and not anything like the dangerous man I was once married to.
So why was I still shaking and sobbing?
He didn't mind, didn't do anything untoward or make me feel like I was overreacting.
But the fear that I nearly killed him stayed with me, even as he pulled my top over my head and then my leggings.
“Is that…” he was pointing at Styx's stone, a confused look on his face.
My heart beat faster.
I picked it up and took a step away from him, adjusting my leggings and forcing myself to calm down.
“Alira, why do you have that?”
“The Principal gave it to me so I can get away from the predators in this school. Can we leave here? I'm not feeling too well.”
His face fell and guilt replaced the suspicion in his eyes.
“I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking.”
“It's fine, everybody misinterpreted it as well,” I shrugged.
The words felt like a lie in my throat but in my head, that was all that connected the Principal and me
I'm his special student because of my situation, although sleeping in his house and him cooking for me twice wasn't much in the niche of special student but I clumped it all together because I am here now.
I'm with Zade, he's my… boyfriend?
I don't know but everything else must fade to the back.
But as he finished dressing up and put me on his back and began climbing down the mountain, I realised something was wrong with me.
Why did I feel like I had just cheated on the other two men?