Fated to Them (book 1+2)

Chapter 62

Read Fated to Them by Jessica Hall Chapter 62 – I hear him walk upstairs and I flick the TV on flicking

through the channels. Cyrus watched TV with me for a bit before going to bed. I fell asleep while the TV

was playing in the background, the noise soothing. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Waking halfway through the night, I toss the blanket off feeling rather hot. I try to get comfortable as I

roll on the couch, the heat coming from the fireplace was overbearing and making me flustered, my

skin feeling clammy and my clothes sticking to me. I could feel my skin heating and knew my face was

flushed. I must be coming down with a fever. I felt like I was burning up and felt extremely thirsty.

Getting up, I stagger to the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with cold water. The icy water

soothing my sore throat and I greedily drank it down before pouring another glass. I felt extremely

dehydrated as I gulped the water down. Walking back into the living room. I flopped on the soft lounge,

but the heat from the fireplace was too much, making me toss and turn as sweat beaded on my body.

My hair became drenched in sweat forcing me off the lounge so I didn’t ruin it’s plush fabric.

I force my legs up the stairs heading for the bathroom. The light blinding me as I flick on the light, the

exhaust fan automatically coming on, the whining noise of it making a headache build behind my eyes

as I turn the shower on. Leaning on the sink basin, I look in the mirror. My cheeks were flaming red.

Definitely have a fever, my breathing heavy as I turned the taps on full blast needing to cool down.

Stripping my clothes off, I step under the icy cold water streaming from the shower head. I stand

directly under it. Goosebumps were rising on my arms and I wasn’t sure if it was the fever or the water

temperature. But no matter how cold the water was I found no reprieve in it. My temperature felt like it

was climbing higher, and higher as I shoved my face under the harsh stream. The water belted my face

making it sting but still it wasn’t enough. I felt like I Had been put in an oven.

The bathroom door creaking as it opens makes me look at the door. Eli walks in covered in sweat and

dirt and I realise he must only just be getting home. He looks in the shower before ripping the door

open.

“S**t! Are you okay Addie” He asks, placing his hand on my head and sniffing the air.

“You’re burning up,” He states but all I could think of was his hand touching my face as I leaned into his

touch, the feeling of his warm skin soothing despite how boiling hot I felt. Sparks rushing over me as he

steps in the shower making the fever ease.

Cyrus walks in a moment later and Eli talking must have awoken him. “What’s happened?” He asks

sleepily before his eyes snap to mine with worry.

“She is in heat” Eli states, stripping his shorts off and climbing in the shower. He jumps as the icy water

touches him making him hiss. Eli reaches for me pulling me against him and I feel instant relief the

moment his skin touches mine. He sits on the shower floor pulling me to the ground with him and Cyrus

sits on the sink basin watching worriedly.

I melt against Eli, draping myself lazily over him. My arms over his neck and my legs around his waist

as I mould my body against his seeking the relief only his skin seems to give me.

“F**k she smells good” Eli mutters and I feel his head turn to look at Cyrus. Eli’s hands trail up and

down my spine, sparks moving everywhere he touches and I feel his c**k standing e***t against my

stomach and p***y.

Cyrus reaches into the shower pressing his hand on my head. The sensation made my skin tingle, my

skin felt like it was buzzing, vibrating every cell in my body. Craving both of their touch.

“Get in the shower” Eli says to Cyrus. I turn my face into Eli’s neck breathing in his strong manly scent

before lifting my head, thirstily. I open my mouth letting the water flood my mouth while also

waterboarding myself. My mouth felt so dry. Pulling my face away, I open my eyes to Eli watching me,

his hands trailing down my sides to my hips before running over my t****s. The feel of his hands

making arousal flood me and I m**n at his light touch.

“Eli we should get her out, she will probably be pissed if you s********h her while she is like this” Cyrus

says.

Eli huffs annoyed but uses his hand to push off the tiled wall while he stands with my still wrapped

around him. His hand goes under my a*s while he holds me against him. He turns the taps off and

walks out of the shower and I feel a towel drop over me. Eli walked into the room but I didn’t care, his

skin was the only thing stopping me from feeling like I was boiling alive. I had no intention of moving off

him. Eli places m feet on the floor before walking off into the walk in. The moment his skin left mine, I

felt a wave of heat rush over every inch of my body like a b****l wave. Pain seared so painfully I felt like

my skin was going to blister under its intensity.

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