Make It Right

A/N: i can't believe that i postet two chapters in two days. hurray for me!!!!! you probably noticed that the last one wasn't betaed, neither is this one, but i hope you wont mind. got this feelign of that by beta is a bit overloaded. dont know why i thank that. its like when my mum tells me to be careful in traffic one day, and then my dad calls and says he's been hit by a car- again. it works like cloclwork every time. bloody scary that is!!

anyway, on with the story

Enjoy!!!



Ch 5 A Close Call

“I want to feel you again. I need you to make me feel, like you did when…” her voice faltered in embarrassment.

“What?!”

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To say that Tom was shocked was the understatement of the millennia. He had expected child support and such, but to be allowed to touch her and to feel her around him again? No, never would he have dared to hope.

Lilith had apparently found a very interesting spot on her dress as her eyes never left that particular location.

“I’m sorry. It was stupid. Should have known…” she babbled on in quiet stuttering whispers.

Tom tilted her head up, facing him. Her charcoal grey eyes met his emerald for a brief second before he rested his forehead against hers.

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, I-I’m sure.”

“Could you tell me why?”

“No one ever makes me feel the way you did. I’ve been married for three years, and I’ve never had as much as a tingle in my spine since you. You were my first. He just cannot compare…”

“God Lilith. I took your virginity on the ground in a dirty alley against your will and you want me again?”

Tom was counting his blessings. The girl who hadn’t left his mind for years, the girl he now was falling so hard for, wanted him.

Slowly he laid his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. Softly he gave her a kiss. Not a deep kiss, no tongue, just a sweet kiss against her soft pink lips.

Lilith’s heart was burning. How much had she longed for his lips? How many times had his taste echoed in her memories? In truth, she didn’t know, and it didn’t matter. He was here now. Her arms had found their way around his neck. There was not room for a single oxygen molecule to pass between them but she still managed to press closer to his warmth.

Tom could not help but let a small moan escape his lips, as she pressed closer. It did not help his rapidly growing erection one bit that she was rubbing her warm little self against it.

Tom caught her lips once again coaxing her mouth open with his tongue. Lilith parted her lips and felt her knees grow weak at his soft and gentle ministrations. She slid her hand beneath the collar of the oversized shirt and caressed the sensitive skin at the nape of his neck.

She was rewarded with a deepening of their kiss and warm hands undoing the lace on the back of her dress. Lilith felt her knees go weak when his hands stroked her skin, down and back up. His fingers were gazing her ribs. The tickling sensation made her shiver.

Tom inched her towards her bed when she pushed him away.

“No” she said shaking her head.

“I’m sorry, I thought you wan…” Tom was confused. He understood why she didn’t want to, just not why she said she did.

“No” she said again “I want you inside me, just not here.” Her voice was husky with desire, and a little shaky from nervousness.

“I want you downstairs, on the floor in the living room. On the carpet in front of the fire and between the sofas in the sitting area. Every time I sit there trying not to doze off while Keith entertains his friends, in my minds eye I want to see myself lying on my back with you on top of me.”

Her words aroused Tom beyond reason.

“Well then” he squeaked “Let’s get you downstairs before I get so hard I can’t walk at all”

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Lilith could not remember how they got from the bedroom to lying on the floor in the living room. She remembered that he kissed her breath away and then she felt a strange tugging behind her navel.

Now he was pulling off her dress painfully slow and kissing his was down her chest. She felt his teeth nipping at her breasts and his nails were gently scarping the thigh resting on his hip.

The shirt he borrowed had been discarded long ago and she was tracing the tribal tattoos on his shoulders and arms. Each line of his tattoos was doubled over with a thin line of scarring tattoo.

“You still sure?”

“As ever”

Tom smirked as the dress passes over her hips.

“God you’re sexy?” Tom breathed. Lilith blushed and felt a sting in her womb. It longed to be filled- by a man. Tom flung the dress onto the couch and gazed her clit with his nose as he breathed in her scent, memorizing it again. Lilith tensed and her breath hitched.

“Please.. I..”

“Patience love. I have too much to make up for to be able to do this quick.”

“But I want…”

“There will be plenty of time for the rough tumble later, if you want, but now I’m taking you to someplace new.” Tom had decided to put in all of his efforts for this girl. Every trick he knew, or rather had time for, she would feel. She was already way too far-gone to notice if he used a little magic.

He wordlessly lubed his fingers and inserted his ring finger in her arse, and the middle one slipped between her folds and into that hot cave. His tongue circled her clit while his fingers wiggled and stretched her. Lilith clamped her legs around his shoulders and moaned loudly. Every time he felt her beginning to contract he stopped and didn’t resume until she was still. He held her on the brink of orgasm so long she was nearly crying.

He could not wait any longer. Had to have her. A rumbling growl had emitted from deep inside his chest when he smelled another man on her. It pissed him off severely that someone had touched what was his. His instincts told him that this girl was his and his alone. Tom gave a mental ‘oh no’ as he realised that his Rider instinct had taken its place in the drivers seat. He had no control. Luckily the Rider felt guilty about mistreating his mate, and decided to reclaim her slowly so she would not ever forget whom she belonged to.

‘My mate? What the fuck?’ the still sane part of Tom said. He was confused and had no idea of what his instincts was yammering about
‘Who cares, she’s mine’ he thought.

He lay himself between her thighs and teased her entrance with the head of his cock while his tongue traced her lips, both asking for an approval. Lilith pushed her hips against him. His teasing was driving her mad. She grabbed his neck and pulled him in for a searing kiss. The touch sent fire through them both.

Tom settled his weight on his right arm and held her hip steady with his left as he thrust into her. Lilith mewled and twisted beneath him. she grabbed a hold of the furry carpet they were on, and in an act of desperate need she crossed her legs behind his back and forced him down and sheltered him deep inside her.

The way he stretched her felt so good. In that moment she realised that he had made her his that night. She belonged to him. No other man could ever please her, and now he was reclaiming her. She accepted heartily.

When he pulled out she could see his eyes. She gasped, both in intense pleasure and surprise. They had gone completely black. With a fierce and husky growl he pushed himself back in. He lashed onto her neck and bit down gently, his sharp teeth drawing a bit of blood. He thrust into her again to the hilt, much harder this time.

“AAhhh Tom please…oh” she clenched tightly around him.

“Gods, Lil, I… oh holy…ahhh” Tom nearly collapsed on top of her by the sensations she brought forth in him. It took all his self control to pull back when she was at the edge of her coming. When she was no longer as close he hammered himself back into her, going deeper than he had before. Now Lilith was meeting him thrust for thrust and just a few seconds later.

Lilith screamed in her ecstasy and hadn’t Tom caught her lips just then, the neighbours would have come running. Slowly coming out of his daze he sat up on his knees and rested against the back of the couch. He pulled a still quacking Lilith up to him and impaled her on him again. It had been so long he was still hard. She gasped as the hard organ slid into her, caressing her sore walls. She clung to him; her legs around his waist and her arms holding tightly. Tom was holding her tightly around her waist and pushed her further down onto him. Lilith bit down hard on his collarbone. Tom gasped and held her tighter.

What they didn’t know was that the other woman from the café, the one that had helped Lilith back up when she fell, was standing on the sidewalk staring at them. Jessica stood leaning on the white fence, and watched their gentle rocking with tears in her eyes. Their kisses were so passionate it made her sniff.

She hoped that this man was a decent one, because they were really made for each other. One had to be blind not to see it. One also had to be blind not to see that that man was a god. Gosh he was hot. Realising what she was thinking and what she was watching she blushed scarlet. In that moment a breezy Keith came walking down the street, heading for the front door of his home.

Tom was content for the first time in his life. She was all his and no one else could touch her. The magical protection that came with being a Dragon Riders mate was not a small thing.

Lilith was still in Toms lap, and he was still inside her. It was funny how he never seemed to become completely soft. That stamina was probably legendary in his circles. She laid her head on his chest and was almost falling asleep when a strange sound erupted from beneath her.

“Tom?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you purring?”

“Uh, um… yeah.” He blushed crimson. He could not believe that he had begun to ‘purr’ again. He hadn’t done that in years. Not since Ira, a basilisk living at Hogwarts, had let him sleep in her coils after Dumbledore had…. ‘yeah, not going there’. Anyway, he felt safe there.

Lilith felt Tom tense, and suddenly he was scotching her closer and growled.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry if I…”

“Shh. There’s someone here”

“Keith….”

“By the stench of beer I guess so.” He glanced up at her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t say such-“

“Don’t bother excusing yourself.” She sighed “you’re not the only one who dislikes him.”

A click from the door startled them both. Tom murmured a few odd words and Lilith felt a ray of enegy zap through the room. He snatched her dress from under the couch and took a last eyeful of the woman in his lap.

“Hands up” Lilith obeyed and Tom let the light summer dress fall into place. He zipped it up and gave her a swat on the bum.

“Unless you want him to find us…” she nodded and stood up. Tom groaned as he slid out of her. Lilith located his shirt and pants.

“Hands up” she mimicked with a grin. Tom just smirked at her and stuck his tongue out, but he did as she asked. Seconds later they both stood fully dressed. Tom eyed the window and made a quick decision.

“I’ll go out the window, that way he won’t see me at all.”

“Are you spry enough for that?”

“You should know by now” he said and cocked a brow. Lilith just ushered him towards the window. He got through easily.

“Hey, will you have dinner with me tomorrow, you can bring Lily?” he asked. The hope in his voice was poorly concealed.

“Okay, I’ll meet you in the park, by the lake at two o’clock, but Lily will be at day-care and you’ll have to come shopping with me.”

“Okay” Tom leaned in and gave her a parting kiss. His idea of a parting kiss was the kind that left the victim all hot and bothered aching for more.

“Oh go on then, he’ll see you” he flashed a wicked grin that promised mischief then he spun and leaped over the fence in a smooth motion. He landed on the other side in a graceful manner. He winked at her and bowed deep for her. Lilith giggled at his gentlemanly manners. It just seemed so funny to see him like that when he was purring and growling just a minute ago.

She shook her head and smoothed down her dress, ready to face a gross husband. She only just managed to kick a pair of boxers under the couch before Keith entered.

“Hello luv.”

Lilith winched at the sight that met her.

Youck!!!

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A/N; a scarring tattoo is kind of like an ordinary tattoo, but instead of using ink, they just cut and the scar becomes the tattoo. A Tribal tattoo with scarring is really cool. It gets a semi dimensional touch to it

now i know i threw them together a bit quickly, but there is (rather ill try) a fair bit of trouble ahead, at least a little bit. you'll all get to know what the hell a "Dragon Rider" is, when the time is due- its not like an Eragon dragon rider.

down to buisness:
1) i'm offering one of my stories upo for adoption "this thing we had" anyone intrested?
2) i'm crap at writing smut and it takes for bloody ever. is anyone good at that? i need some intimate ones and a few rough& tumbles. you'll get more details if you give me a mail. the more the merrier.

the next chapter is probably up in a couple of days. Please review.