Hellbound Heart

Elle's lips parted before her skin flushed red at his words. Lord… this man was really… truly… she could not even find the right word in her flustered mind at the moment to describe his attitude.

Her face blazed even more when his words caused her mind to work in overdrive and provide the exact image in her head and she was… she was impossibly affected!

She caught her lower lips between her teeth as she struggled to find words on how to respond or even think. Her mind was lagging hopelessly the longer she stared down at him – at those pair of intense grey eyes that were now gazing up at her with what seemed like a near-violent desire. Her mind was getting more blurry the longer she stared at him, as her heart rattled within her chest due to anticipation.

And that gaze was enough to ignite a blazing fire within her. The kind of fire that would flare-up into something wild and consume her whole the moment he touched her, even with just the tip of his fingertips. That was just how combustible she was right now, no thanks to him!

His insane effect on her… it was only getting more and more intense that she could not help but feel scared – scared of the consequence of her escalating desire for him. It was as though that the more she associated herself with him and was more entangled with Sebastian, the more it fed her thirst and longing for him.

"We should head back soon," he broke the stalemate. And then she saw him shift his gaze away from her face with difficulty. The grey fire in his eyes did not subside and when she leaned back, her eyes immediately caught something around the area of his groin – a bulge. A huge one.

"F**k, Izabelle." He groaned low. He had noticed how her eyes had drifted down to his lower section. And it did not help his hard situation, pun intended.

Elle's eyes flew back to his face as he pushed himself up in a sitting position and cupped her chin. "Stop tempting me more than you already are… I really need to bring you back to Alexander's house now."

"But you said you wanted to put your head between my legs." Elle's mouth moved first before her mind could even realize that she had spoken.

Time seemed to screech into a halt. Elle could not believe what she had just mouthed off. Her mind screamed with shame. And she firmly told herself it must be because there were still the remnants of alcohol spirits in her blood that had made her say that shameful line. Yes, that must be it. Otherwise, she would not have dared to even think of it, much less say it out so recklessly.

Sebastian on the other hand, had his eyes widened and then dilated. It was as though he had been dealt with an unexpected blow that had left him breathless.

And the next thing he knew, his body had moved and pinned her down to the ground. Her red hair fluttered over the royal blue silk she had spread out and she was f**k… she looked so ravishing that he wanted to debauch her right there and then!

"You little…" he hissed with difficulty as he gripped her wrists tight, hovering over her, "… I am trying so hard to hold back here."

"Holding back? Because… this place is… dangerous?" she asked, surprising him once again. Why was she continuing to mouth off?

F**k, this woman truly loved to drive him into madness, did she not?! She was doing it again! Not cooperating, and seemingly wanting him when he needed to withdraw!

"F**k, no! It's me who's dangerous for you right now. So, cooperate with me and tell me to take you back. Now, Izabelle!" He spoke through clenched teeth and felt that if he had to hold back any longer, he might even shatter his own jaw at how tightly he was clenching it.

She looked at him with a gaze that was like a visual aphrodisiac and said, "You've always been dangerous for me though. When is it that you weren't…?" and she then blinked innocently at him, causing the blood to surge in his body.

Sebastian froze and could not respond for a moment. But when he came though, his jaws clenched even harder and he gritted his teeth. "I'm different right now, Izabelle. You wouldn't want what I'd do to you if I…" he trailed off and then he steeled his voice, wanting to become more threatening. He had brought her here so he could calm down a little. And then he had planned to drop her back to Alexander's house and leave for a while.

But before he knew it, he was lying on the ground, looking up at her and telling her he wants his head between her legs.

Now he was getting out of control and she was f**king uncooperative, provoking him at the worst time possible like she had done before. It was driving him crazy how she pushed him away when he was so desperate for her and then pulled him back like this when he was trying so hard to get away.

He had planned to leave her for a while because she was afraid of this happening. Because whenever he was triggered like this, he always become so violent in everything he did, even when he had sex. That was why he always tried to avoid sex for days whenever he was triggered.

Few women were able to handle him but Izabelle, f**k, he could not do that to this beautiful and fragile woman of his. No, he would not. The thought that she would think of him like he was a f**king animal had caused him such intense awful feelings.

"I'm serious Izabelle, you should really fear me right now. Tell me to let go and get off you now…" he started to breathe harshly, as he was reaching his limits. Because despite all these intense emotions and resolve, her pull on him seemed to be something so unbreakable that only her words could reverse it.

"Let go of my hands, Sebastian," she finally said.

He felt both relief and disappointment but he immediately loosened up his grip.

Once her hands were freed, she lifted them and just as he thought that she was going to push him away, she surprised him by wrapping her arms around his neck instead, and hugged him.