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I press closer, savoring the sensation as our lips meet again. This time, I pause, gently biting down on his lower lip. A soft moan escapes Ashton’s lips, a sound that sends a delicious thrill coursing through me. I want to hear more of it, so I bite down a second time, earning another moan from him.
Ashton responds eagerly, deepening our kiss as he captures my lips with his. He’s remarkably soft, his kisses filled with a slow, burning passion that ignites a fiery desire within me.
As I moan into our passionate kiss, savoring the connection between us, an unexpected knock on my car window startles me. I jump slightly and let out a surprised squeak.
“That’s our food,” Ashton whispers with a smile, reluctantly breaking our kiss before leaning across me to roll down the window. “Hey, Sal.”
“Sorry to interrupt, man, but it is cold out here,” Sal apologizes, handing over two large bags of food before hurrying off.
My cheeks heat, and I can feel the warmth spreading to my core, creating a delicious kind of tension. Ashton’s presence alone has that effect on me—a magnetic pull that’s hard to resist. The playful banter and stolen kisses only intensify the longing between us.
Ashton leans closer, his eyes filled with desire, and for a moment, I forget about everything else. I’m tempted to unbuckle myself, climb over the center console, and capture his lips again. The memory of our previous kiss still lingers in my mind, and I can almost taste nutmeg and brown sugar on his lips.
Reality sets in as a cramp ripples through my body, a stark reminder of my growing hunger. It’s a hunger that’s for the electrifying connection between us, not food. I bite down on mytongue to suppress any sounds of need threatening to escape. Damn, I’m hungry.
Ashton’s voice breaks through my thoughts, returning me to the present. “Let’s get you to the estate,” he suggests, his tone tinged with desire and concern.
Closing my window, he turns his attention fully to me, his eyes never leaving my face. It’s a look that ignites a fire within me, and I can’t help but feel the intense attraction that pulses between us.
The desire for food takes a back seat. What I’m truly starving for is Ashton, and I can’t help but entertain thoughts of what might happen once we reach our destination. The anticipation of being with him, of exploring the depths of our connection, sends shivers of excitement down my spine.
My hunger may be a constant reminder, but right now, in this car, with Ashton’s gaze locked on me, I’m consumed by a different kind of hunger—a hunger for him.
CHAPTER 16
Ashton
Seraphina may not recallour first meeting, but I etched the memory in my mind. She wouldn’t remember anyway. I remained hidden in the shadows, silently observing her from the art room’s corner. On the other hand, Avery was smitten with her at first sight, but as deltas in the sanctuary, we were forbidden from interacting with omegas.
They are off-limits, unattainable for deltas like me.
Avery, however, was undeterred. With a mere glance, he fell deeply for her. I endured endless hours listening to him fantasize about the perfect omega. The most critical issue, though, and in my view, the most concerning, was her age. She was underage.
I mustered up every ounce of my willpower to persuade Avery to delay his introduction until she neared graduation, but I knew he disregarded my advice. Our duty was to protect the omegas, unseen and unknown. Most of us adhered to this rule, but not Avery. Discovering his secret escapades to the kitchens after dinner, when the omegas should have been safely tucked in their beds, infuriated me.
He flouted every rule, and I’m certain he overstepped others with Seraphina. Her scent lingered on him, an aroma so alluring it drove me to the brink of madness. It led me to drag him to Terra’s coldest region, hoping to quell his fervor.
Did it work? Not in the slightest.
Now, as I drive up to the estate with Seraphina beside me, I ponder if I truly regret his relentless rule breaking, because here she is, in my car, coming home with me, and she responded to my kiss.
I steal a glance at her. Seraphina gazes out the window with wide eyes as we approach the gatehouse. The delta guard acknowledges us with a nod, lifting the barrier skyward.
“All my life, I’ve only ever imagined what this place looked like,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible. I catch every word, her awe sending a shiver of anxiety through me.
Does she envision our home as a sanctuary? A nest we started building for an omega we never expected to welcome?
“Did you often dream of Central Estates?” I ask softly, letting my voice drift toward her, filled with a mix of curiosity and hope.
She gazes at me with those baby blue eyes, the very ones that captivate me, drawing me in every time she turned my way. “Only sometimes,” she responds, speaking of her scrapbook dreams. “We only had access to magazines then, and we’d scour them for homes we fancied.”
As we ascend the winding path, curiosity nudges me to ask, “What did you envision?”
Settling comfortably in her seat, she flashes me a gentle smile. “I was raised in the Ashe Woods,” she reminisces, her expression hinting at cherished memories. “Despite all the myths about the woods, akin to the Forsaken Forest, it was always serene.”
“I have a fondness for the forest too,” I confess as we cruise past numerous driveways. The estates sprawl north of CentralCity, nestled at the foot of the Omega Mountains. “There’s an enchanting quality to it.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” she replies, her voice tinged with excitement as she briefly closes her eyes. “My ideal home would be unorthodox—surrounded by woods, not excessively large or small, with a unique charm. Perhaps with dark hues and a moody ambiance.” Her eyes flutter open as we turn into our driveway.
