Chapter 254 The Kiss and The Slap

Chapter 254 The Kiss and The Slap
“He recognised me? He recognised me with my mask? How? Why? He hates me. He wanted me dead, my child dead. What does he want now? Was he looking for me? Does he know about Valeska? No, no, I have to keep her hidden. I have to keep her protected. He must not know. He must never know!” Maeve’s mind kept racing. So many questions were swirling around in her mind.

“You are here. I finally found you. Why did you go away? Where were you all these years? Why did you leave me, Eve?” Thorin’s mind kept crying, but no sound came out. He was busy looking at her lips, her eyes, her fear, her shock.

“I don’t…” Before Maeve could finish her sentence, Thorin lowered his head and smashed his lips over her urgently. He had to kiss her. He had to taste her. She was the elixir he was trying to find. One more second late and he would have died.

Maeve gasped and froze in her position. “No, no, he hates me. What is he doing? Why is he kissing me? This is wrong. All wrong. I have to stop him. I have to stop! I have to fight back. but… but… but my… my heart… my heart…” Maeve wanted to fight, wanted to push him away, but slowly her heart calmed down. Her breathing slowed down.

Thorin closed his eyes with pleasure, his heart content. He had been searching for this feeling for five years, and tonight he finally found it. His heart was standing close to him. The girl who stole his heart was standing in his arms. He wanted nothing else from life now. He just wanted to live his life with Maeve. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, how much his heart hurt when she left him.

But he was not going to stop kissing her. To talk to her, he needed to stop kissing her, and he was never going to do that. He pulled her even closer and kept moving his head left and right to get better access to her lips. She tasted so sweet. Her scent was overwhelming his senses. He grabbed her chin and pulled her jaw to make her open her mouth.

He didn’t want to waste any time. He was going to kiss her till he would need to breathe again. With all the love, all the adoration, all the desire, all the wait he could muster, he kept kissing her. he pushed his tongue inside her mouth, and his whole body felt a pleasurable chill.

Maeve closed her eyes, feeling all the love Thorin was giving her. She purred with pleasure when he pushed his tongue in. His tongue was dancing with her tongue, exploring every inch of her mouth. She had forgotten that feeling. She had been hating Thorin for so long that she forgot the feeling he was very much capable of stirring in her.

Thorin's hand moved on her cheek. His hand was so large that half her cheek as well as her neck were covered with it. His warm hands sent a shiver down her spine. He was so gentle yet passionate with the kiss. Maeve’s heart cried; she didn’t want to trust him again, she didn’t want to feel what she felt for him that night. Thorin’s heart was crying; he had found the girl he had been looking for. He was kissing the girl he had been dying to.

Maeve’s hands moved near his chest. Somehow her hands had a mind of their own. She wanted to pull Thorin closer and keep kissing him. But she remembered that the same thing happened that night. She kissed him back and then had sex with him. She got pregnant, and then he started hating her. She was just a poor girl then; she got richer now, but compared to Blackridge’s money, she was still poor.

Was Thorin just using her for her body? He would have sex with her and, by morning, forget about her. He would even send more people to kill her. She knew she had to get away. “No, no, no, no, Maeve, stop! Stop kissing him. Get away! Get away, now!” Maeve scolded herself first. Then she planted her foot, took the wall’s support and pushed Thorin as hard as she could. This time he moved a little. But he pulled her closer and kept kissing her.

She had to stop him. She had to stop the kiss. She raised her hand and slapped hard on Thorin’s face. His tongue stopped moving, and he opened his eyes. This time Maeve was ready. She pushed him away with all her might and slapped him again.

Thorin’s mouth fell open in shock. His hand went to his cheek, which was tingling with the sensation of the slap. He had been slapped, punched, and kicked before in training or fights with friends or when he had to fight for his life in all these accidents that Darian caused, but he had never felt such pain before. A slap from a human girl must not hurt this much, so why was this hurting now?

He realised that it was not his cheek that was hurting; it was his heart. She slapped him, but why? What mistake did he make?

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You kiss anyone you find in a corridor? How dare you kiss me, you pervert!” yelled Maeve.

“What??” asked Thorin, shocked, confused, unable to register what she was saying.

Maeve looked at him and immediately averted her eyes. She was breathing heavily after such a sensuous kiss. But she knew she had run away again. She grabbed her dress and took a step when Thorin pulled her arm and brought her back to him.

“Where are you going? Please…”

“Let go!!” screamed Maeve.

“Eve!” Thorin was hurt. Maeve was trying to run away from him, and he had no idea why. “It’s me!”

Maeve looked at him with utter disgust and anger on her face. “Me? Am I supposed to know who you are? Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“You… you don’t… you don’t know me?” stammered Thorin.

“NOOO!!!” yelled Maeve. “I have NEVER… never seen you before in my life, and then you go, grab me and kiss me. Asshole!!!” She jerked her hand away and stepped back from him.

“You have… never… Eve… it’s me… Thor!” Thorin was almost pleading now. His heart was in tatters. He felt as if every word out of Maeve’s mouth was like a sharp needle piercing his heart, and every needle kept cutting a tiny piece away.

“LISTEN!! Thor!!! Touch me again, and I will kill you. Do you understand? And again! I don’t know you. So, stop telling me what I know and what I don’t. I have never seen you, I have never talked to you, and yet somehow, I kissed you. No, no, you kissed me. You jerk!” Maeve kept spewing lie after lie.