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Who was I kidding? Right now, I could shit a brick.
I closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around my chest and listening to every slow footstep. Soon enough, he reached the top of the stairs and continued down the hallway, stopping right in front of my door. Time seemed to slow as the seconds ticked by. Silence reigned and the door remained closed for a frighteningly long period of time before it finally creaked open.
Caelum’s imposingly large frame stood in the doorway, casting a shadow that seemed to stretch across the room. His dark hair was tousled as if he had just run his fingers through it in frustration, and his piercing blue eyes held a depth of emotion that was both mesmerizing and incredibly intimidating. The firm, commanding expression etched across his rugged features showed that he was prepared to confront whatever lay ahead, and his presence alone sent a shiver down my spine.
“I’m not going to be your prisoner,” I blurted out, standing up and staring him down. As soon as the words left my mouth, I wished I could take them back. I mean, I meant it—I didn’t want to be his prisoner. It didn’t seem fair to me to lose my autonomy.
His turbulent gaze deepened in color, gazing back at me with a raging storm of dangerous intent. “None of this is up to you anymore. You seem to think I’m the one that started this, and I’m not. I’m not saying that you meant to start this, but you did. Now we’re all making do. I tried to be gentle about this whole process with you, but I think you and I need to have a more serious conversation about what’s going to happen if you try to run off like that again,” he growled.
“What?” I put my hands on my hips. “Gonna belt me again?” I snarled, like getting belted was nothing and was brutish simultaneously. Still, I was thankful for the thick material covering my nipples because I swear to God that they got even harder, and I couldn’t even think about the current state of my panties right now.
“No. I think we’re going to get much more up close and personal this time,mate,” he warned. He stepped forward.
I stepped back, trying to keep my chest puffed out like I wasn’t at all intimidated. “Fuck yourself,” I snapped.
The tension in the room grew palpable as my impulsive words hung in the air like an open challenge. Without thinking, I scrambled up and over the bed, a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Caelum reacted swiftly, his determination matching my defiance, and he pursued me as I tried to race around him and flee right out the door.
We circled each other, our breathing heaving with a mixture of frustration, desire, and raw emotion. In a matter of seconds, he cornered me against the wall, his imposing frame pressing my back firmly against the cool surface. Our chests rose and fell in synchrony, the space between us charged with an electrifying tension that was impossible to ignore.
Caelum’s ocean blue eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, it felt as though the entire world had faded away, leaving only the two of us in this heated standoff. The air crackled with unspoken words, and I resisted as much as I could, but the pull between us was unrelenting. His gaze bored into mine with a fierce determination that matched my own stubbornness.
He was so close… I glanced up at his lips.
Our breaths mingled, our lips tantalizingly close, and the tension in the room reached its breaking point.
And then, without warning, the dam finally burst. His lips crashed onto mine with an intensity that left no room for resistance. His kiss was a fusion of passion, frustration, and longing, a fiery declaration that defied all logic and reason.
I didn’t want to, but I kissed him back.
I surrendered to the sensation, my heart pounding as our mouths moved together, the boundaries between us crumbling with each stolen breath. In that exhilarating moment, it was as though the mate bond itself acknowledged the truth that had been simmering beneath the surface—the undeniable connection between our souls.
In the aftermath of that searing kiss, my resolve wavered for the first time. I stood before him, breathless and vulnerable, and then his lips crashed into mine again, devouring me with his kiss, and I couldn’t do anything but kiss him back with just as much fervor.
When he finally pulled away, I was left with trembling fingers and a pounding heart. His hand curled around my throat, squeezing just hard enough to show me that he held my life in his hands, that he was in control… and my body camealive.
Every single nerve in me tingled with electricity, a soft buzzing racing just beneath my skin that was ready to ignite at any given moment. Each breath emerged from my lips with a ragged gasp as I stared up into his eyes, relishing the tight squeeze of his fingers. I swallowed as my mouth went dry.
It was like a switch had clicked on within me. Suddenly, I wanted what he was offering. Maybe it was magic, maybe it was the mate bond, but fuck it.
A girl is allowed to enjoy herself every once in a while, right?
“I’m not going to let you out of my sight,” he rumbled.
He said this almost as if to test this desire in me that had just taken the reins for the first time. It let Old Me come to the surface just to whisper, “No? What if I don’t want to bekept?” I didn’t know if I just wanted his body more than autonomy now, or I just wanted his body right now in this moment, but whichever it was, I wanted it very badly. My gaze dropped to his mouth again, and I had to put everything in me into not leaning forward and brushing my lips against his for another kiss just like the last.
“You’re not going to have a choice,” he replied huskily. His hand tightened as if to make a point, cutting off my air for a moment before he relaxed again.
“People are going to ask questions,” I said quickly, but the fight was slowly simmering away with every syllable that left my mouth.
“Let me tell you how it’s going to be,mate.You’re going to obey me when I give you an instruction. When I tell you to stay put, you stay put. When I tell you to jump, you jump, and if you defy me, what happens next is going to seem like child’s play,” he warned, the gruff rumble of his voice reverberating down my spine. I shivered, biting the inside of my cheek as he loomed over me.
He was so much bigger than me.
His other hand swooped down and grazed against the length of my side, caressing me gently. Unlike last time, there was a measured calmness to his movements, like he’d somehow figured out how to get himself under control, and that terrified me.
I couldn’t deny that it turned me on, too.
“I’m not exactly the obedient type,” I scoffed, banking on a tiny hint of courage that welled up from some unknown part of me. I didn’t know why I kept pushing him. I just did.
