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WARNING: coarse language and strong sexual content



Min Monroe wanted nothing more than a normal life and what did she get instead? Wings. Big, beautiful Faery wings she can't get rid of. But when things get complicated at her new private Faery school, she has to keep her head up, her wings high, and deal with it. At least, until love gets in the way.



Oh and some credit needs to go out here to my friend Ophelia Autumn for helping me come up with some of the names of the characters and all that :)



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Submitted:Mar 19, 2013    Reads: 47    Comments: 5    Likes: 5   


Chapter 9

I made it back to my room before Beylie woke up and she was clueless to everything. I snuck out that night to see Ryker again and everynight that week. I just couldn't resist seeing him. We would talk and I'd try to get him to tell me the truth about him. It never really worked though.Then after talkingfor a while we'd cuddle close together and go to sleep. Ryker would wake me up early the next morning so I could sneek back to my room.

I didn't let Ryker walk me from class to class or hold my hand or hold me around my waist when we were in school. I tried not to get too close to him in Wingology and I didn't sit with him at breakfast, lunch or dinner. I could always feel his eyes on my though. The only people that really knew about our relationship was the Dark Siders.

And Friday after school, Ryker got fed up with it.

The bell rang after Wingology and I started to make my way out of the room without really even glancing at Ryker. We'd said we'd meet out in the gardensin thirty minutes but as I walked out I noticed he wasn't moving from his seat. I lingered in the doorway a little bit and finally, as everyone washeading out the door, Ryker got up and came over to me. I smiled to myself and started to walk out but Ryker grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop.

"Ryker, what are you doing?" I whispered.

"Something I should have done a while ago." Everyone stopped at the door and turned to stare at Ryker. He never really spoke in class so for a lot of them this was the first time ever they'd heard his voice. Ryker put his hands on my hips and pulled me to him. I glanced around nervously. I knew what he had up his sleeve. He was going to expose us.

He bent his head and cupped one hand around my neck while the other stayed on my hip. His lips came close to mine and hesittated only milimeters away.I should have pulled back.I should have shoved him away. I should have done something so the others would htink i hated him but I just couldn't. I was distracted by the close proxemity of Ryker's lips. Finally he pressed his lips to mine.

A gasp came from everyone as they watched us. And we couldn't even hide it. We both had out hair pulled back and everyone could see our lips moving together, clear as day.

I wrapped my arms around Ryker's neck and focused on his lips. It felt like no one else was there. It was just us. My lips pressed to his lips. My dream couldn't even begin to compare to this real life feeling. I felt the world around us disapear as our ips worked together and kissed each other. When I finally pulled away from Ryker, we weren't in out classroom anymore. We were in one of the dorm rooms, laying in the queen sized bed.

"Ryker, where are we?"

"My room."

I paled and slid away from. "I... no. I can't do this."

"Do what? We're just laying here."

"Yes but then that will progress to us laying here, making out which will slowly move to us laying here,making out, naked and then that will lead to us laying here, making out, naked, having sex. And don't even get me started on where that will lead. Don't get me wrong, you're a very attractive man and could probably make some damn cute babies but hell no!"

The amused look on Rykers face actually scared me more than a blank stare would. "Min, I can't get you pregnant."

I laughed. "Yeah that's what they all say. 'Oh I don't need a condom, I'm infertile!' The nine months later I'm shooting babies out my... place."

"You speak like you've had this happen to you."

"No. I'm a virgin. My issue is I don't want what I told you to happen."

"Min, I won't lie to you." He ran his fingers through my ponytail. "I'm not infertile but I can't get you pregnant."

"How?"

He hesitated. "Because if I could I'd most likely already be a dad."

I gasped. "What?"

"You know how long Annabelle and I went out. Did you honestly think I was a virgin?"

"More like hoped for it."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm not. And I'm also not a huge fan of condoms. Trust me, if I could get someone pregnant, I would already be a father."

"But if you aren't infertile, how can you not get anyone pregnant?"

He hesitated again. "I'm a Dark Sider."

"And that has to do with this how?"

"Dark Sider males have low tolerance sperm. Basically what that meansis that it doesn't exactly... perform the way it should. It doesn't latch onto the egg so tosay.And in other words,we can't get women pregnant, Dark Sider or not."

I guess in an awkward way that made sense. A very awkward way. "Okay, so then what are we doing up here? And how did you get a queen bed?"

"I don't have a roommate. And what we're doing up here is kissing. Or we were."

"You were going to try to get in my pants weren't you?"

"Come again?"

I rolled my eyes. "You know what I said."

"I honestly don't have a clue."

"Wow, seriously? You must have been sheltered growing up."

He looked away from me and I swearI saw guilt in his eyes. "You could say that."

I giggled, trying to relieve the sudden tension in the room. "Getting in someone's pants is a teenagers way of saying you want to have sex."

"Oh. Well then yes, I was going to try to'get in your pants'."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

All right, that was on my nerves. Forget getting on my nerves, it was alread buckled in and ready for the ride. "Why can't you just answer a fucking question? I mean seriously, Ryker. That's annoying as hell. Why do you have to be such a fucking ignoramous?"

"A... a what?"

"Never mind. My point is, that's really annoying and I'm tired of it. I want answers and I want them now."

Ryker leaned forward and kissed me. I felt my body relax into his bed as our kiss deepened. This was so bad. I had to stop this. I pushed on Rykers chest just ended up just pushing hi shirt up his chest then pulling it off all together. I let my hands roam down his chest, feeling the hairs that led down his belly button and disappeared into his pants. Oh what was wrong with me?

Ryker pulled back and gave me a devilish smile. A full devilish smile. Not one of his half smiles. I could see all his white teeth surrounded by those perfect lips. "Are you better?"

"I think so." I blinked, trying to come out of my haze. "Why do you want to have sex so badly, Ryker?"

"Because I want to change you into a Dark Sider."

I sucked in my breath through my teeh. "We've only been dating a week."

"I know."

"And you really want ot change me?"

"Yes."

I thought about that. If Ryker changed me now, odds are I'd loose my friends. I wouldn't be surprised if they drifted away from me just because I was dating him. If I didn't let him change me, I may loose him. What was worse? Loosing him, a guy I just met that everyone was terrified of, or my friends who would be there forever. "Look, Ryker I just can't do this now. They already know we're dating. One step at a time." I slid out of his bed and fixed my clothes and hair. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

I walked out of Rykers room and ran out ofthe building, across campus and into the girls dorm. I went up to my room and, as expected, Beylie stood there waiting for me.

"Hey, so I heard this interesting rumor today."

"Don't start on my Beylie. I'm not in the mood." I told her, flopping down on my bed.

"Oh but it was really good. It's about Ryker. It seems he dumped Annabelle and is now going out with a certain brown haired, brown eyed girl. Her name? I think you'll know this one. Starts with an M. Marge? Molly? Min."

"Beylie I said I'm not in the mood."

"How could you Min!? I toldyou he was bad! Yet you still went out with him! Now you're going around kissing him? Have you lost your head?"

Seemed I'd be in for a long night of lecturing.





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