Part 12 (1/2)

Miranda weighed her options out, she could leave him and his insanity, with no shoes no shelter and no protection or she could wait for him to come to his senses and allow her back in the cabin. Miranda liked the option of going it alone in the wilderness it would be less cruel. Hugging herself on the porch in a far corner trying to s.h.i.+eld herself from the freezing breeze, Miranda patiently waited for Alec, praying he had heart enough to let her in.

She waited for hours.

Opening the door Alec looked around for Miranda, he didn't need to look far. There she was hunched up in the corner. Alec ran a hand through his hair. f.u.c.k! He couldn't keep this up. He was a serious mess when it came to her. Walking towards her noticing she didn't even look up at him, he lifted her into his arms and took her inside. She was almost frozen. He hurriedly laid her onto the bed and removed her clothes. Quickly taking off his own clothes he lay beside her wrapping them up in a blanket and engulfed her in his arms. He could literally feel her thaw under his body heat.

They stayed that way for what seemed like an hour. Miranda wouldn't let him comfort her this time. She wasn't a complete moron she knew it was his way of confusing her. Hurting her or helping her he just wanted to be in control. Miranda could not take it anymore. She refused to be played again and again. She remained in his arms naked, but he didn't attempt anything. Why did he have to be such a jerk? It could've been so nice between them.

Alec could feel Miranda tense and not relax into his arms. Who could blame her really? He warmed her up as best he could. She hadn't said a word to him. When he knew her temperature was somewhat back to normal he eased away from her. ”Go in for a shower, it will keep you warm.”

”Please don't... Please don't act like you care, it's easier when you are yourself. Makes it easier to accept.”

”f.u.c.k Miranda! This is no good! Us, we are no f.u.c.king good!” He needed to come to a decision about her. Kill her or leave her. The s.h.i.+t was he couldn't leave her in case she gets involved with somebody else. He would need to kill her it was the only way. His jealously knew no bounds.

”Of course we don't work, you are so out of control! You won't even give us a chance.”

”Chance! You want me to give you a chance? You f.u.c.ked my brother the first chance you got! Don't you f.u.c.king tell me about chance!” He was getting riled up again. Every time he remembered her f.u.c.king Ethan he was on the brink of losing control.

”I've already told you there was absolutely nothing between Ethan and I. Nothing, he creeped me out! I was so scared if you ever found out I was talking to him, even though you all but threw me out! Remember that? I was your f.u.c.king wh.o.r.e nothing more!”

”Don't you f.u.c.king lie to me! Don't you f.u.c.king dare!” He got up and wore his clothes.

”You know what, believe what you want! I'm the sick one not you. I'm sick because I let you hurt me time and time again. I'm sorry about Ethan truly I am, but I'm not to blame.”

Alec stormed out of the cabin slamming the door. He was so f.u.c.king confused. He got in the car and took off. He needed to get out of there. He didn't know what to believe. He called the only person who would be able to calm him down.

”Yo boss what's up?”

”I can't Carlos! I f.u.c.king can't.”

”Alec where's the girl?”

”I left her at the cabin, I can't do this. I'm going f.u.c.king crazy brother!”

”Is she hurt? Alec is Miranda hurt?” Alec could hear the concern in Carlos's voice.

”Not physically...”

”Alec its okay bro. Go back and get her and come home. We'll sort it out once your home okay?”

”Don't think I can do that!” With that Alec ended the call.

Miranda had showered and put her own clothes on. They were at least clean and dry. She knew Alec had left the area and started to feel a little apprehensive. She fixed herself a cup of coffee and a sandwich. She was starved. After finis.h.i.+ng her meal, Miranda moved to the dying fire and added some more chopped wood. Where the f.u.c.k was he?

It was pitch black outside, Alec hadn't returned. Holy f.u.c.k imagine he never returned? What was she to do? She wasn't a nature person, smelling flowers was as close to nature as she got! Breathe Miranda, breathe! He always comes back. He always comes back!

Alec walked into the cabin, it was so dark all but the light of the fire was illuminating. There she was asleep in the bed. She looked so angelic, so fragile and so f.u.c.king s.e.xy. He discarded his clothes and moved in beside her. Miranda suddenly jerked and screamed. He easily closed her mouth with his hand. ”It's me kid... It's me,” she shook her self away. To his utter surprise she slapped him.

”You left me! You left me alone!” She was crying. Alec thinking she was through with her surprises was taken aback when she flung herself into his arms and kissed him. She held him so tight. Alec pulled away looking at her. ”Punish me tomorrow but love me to tonight please.”

He grabbed her by her nape and pulled her in toward him. He kissed her so roughly her lips ached. His tongue danced in her mouth, Miranda was reciprocating the kiss. The more he abused her mouth the more she responded. Miranda took off her top and pants left in nothing but her underwear. Not wanting anything between them she quickly discarded them. She wouldn't let him think, she needed him and knew in her heart that he needed her.

Alec was deep in l.u.s.t! He couldn't control himself. He wanted to f.u.c.k her since he f.u.c.king saw her at the conference. He sucked her nipples one by one, nipping them, pulling them till he heard her moan. His hands touched every ounce of her body. His fingers traced her p.u.s.s.y circling until her c.l.i.t was swollen, he bought his c.o.c.k thrusting inside her, f.u.c.king her with such force. s.h.i.+T! She was so f.u.c.king tight! Miranda's legs were wrapped around him. She was withering uncontrollably beneath him. He wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. His c.o.c.k was about to erupt.

Miranda wasn't able to control her o.r.g.a.s.m she screamed through her pleasure. She could feel Alec's c.o.c.k throb and with a yell she felt him release his seed inside of her. She was totally spent.

They lay quietly in each other's arms. Miranda held on to him like her life depended on it. Alec was unsure of his next move. Never been one to doubt himself Alec found when it came to Miranda he was second guessing himself a lot.

Miranda didn't care of the consequences she needed to be loved if only for a night. He was so good at telling her she was worthless yet she knew she must have some hold on him. Why else would he always return? Alec deAngelo loved her, although it was a sick kind of love it still mattered. She needed him to realize it. Knowing that he wouldn't let her live without him, Miranda formed a plan to get him to reveal he had feelings for her. If he didn't love her Miranda was certain he would have done away with her long ago.

Apparently one time wasn't enough for Alec. He couldn't keep his hands off her. He f.u.c.ked her twice more throughout the night. Waking her up with his c.o.c.k impaled deep inside her. She would moan half asleep, her cries were s.e.xy as h.e.l.l and it wouldn't take him long to reach his climax.

Next morning Miranda felt the pain. Her thighs ached and her p.u.s.s.y throbbed. Alec wasn't in the cabin. Here we go again! She thought. Every f.u.c.king time he shows a little emotion toward her he would suddenly return to his cruel facade. Ok she was learning and she had an advantage because she was ready this time.

Wrapping herself in the blanket Miranda made her way outside. Oh my! He's hot! No s.h.i.+rt and chopping wood was apparently a turn on for Miranda. He looked so d.a.m.ned s.e.xy she had to stop herself from drooling.

”Morning,” she greeted, ”Get inside its cold,” was his abrupt reply.

”Would you like me to fix you some breakfast?” She was hoping to get him talking.

”Miranda I'm busy,” wow she really was starting to figure him out. She made her way inside and whizzed up breakfast.

Alec walked into the cabin he was sweaty and a little irritated at himself. He let things get out of control again. Miranda had set the table for breakfast. He didn't want her to make their relations.h.i.+p something it was not, so he picked up his plate and moved to sit on the sofa.

Miranda held back her tears. She didn't want to be disheartened but he wasn't making it easy. Think Miranda think! She grabbed her breakfast and followed him to the sofa. With a raise of his eyebrow Miranda waited for him to react. He resumed eating.

This kid won't relent. He shook his head. When both finished their plates Miranda cleaned up. She poured herself an orange juice and returned to the sofa. Offering him a sip, he declined.

Alec was interested to know what game she was playing. He would let her play for now.

Miranda wanted him to open up. How to do this. ”I'm sorry I looked through your things,” she started.

”Forget it,” was his reply.

”I mean the clothes must really have meant something to you, they look like they'd been there for a while. An ex-lover perhaps?” Miranda you are so asking for it...

”They were my mother's Miranda! Give it up kid it's not working,” funny enough it turned out he could read her too. She huffed and leaned back.

Through the day Miranda found a stack of alcohol in the cupboard above the fridge. Pouring herself a gla.s.s of something with a French name Miranda drank the spirit almost gagging. Alec could smell the alcohol on her breath. ”You drinking?”

”Yes sir,” she saluted him.