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Ayden gives me that smile that I love so much and says, “I’m guessing you made that pretty clear to Max.”
Now it’s my turn to smile, but then I remember what I wanted to talk to him about and my expression becomes serious again.
“The thing with your dad... He wasn’t treating me like that for no reason,” I begin tentatively. This is so hard to say, and I really don’t know how Ayden is going to take it.
“It wasn’t directed at you,” he says, still caressing my hand. “It’s important to him that I don’t neglect my duties as a hunter. He assumes you don’t see that as a priority.”
“And he’s right,” I admit. “Especially these trials you’re involved in. I can’t deny that I’m scared. But we already talked about that.”
I’d really like to know more about this, but it’s not the right time. I don’t want to give him the sense that his father might be right.
“We did,” Ayden continues. “But Dad’s afraid that you’ll hold me back. That’s why he was being so hard on you. He wanted to make it clear to you that he has his reservations.”
“Because in his eyes, I’m still not really part of this world.”
“No, because he’s convinced that you have a different point of view because you didn’t grow up in this world.”
I nod. He’s right about that. But I don’t see it as a problem. Shouldn’t we question actions and events so that we don’t keep repeating the same mistakes over and over?
Ayden stands up and touches my face.
“I don’t care what my dad thinks. Or what your girlfriends think about us, or anyone else. I know how I feel about you. And although I have concerns, I want to be with you.”
“It’s the same for me,” I reply.
“You did well standing up to my dad. And don’t worry, I talkedto him again afterward. He knows I’m serious about you.”
There’s that smile again that makes my heart somersault. For a moment, I forget to breathe; all I see is his breathtakingly beautiful face in front of me. He runs his hands up my arms to my cheeks.
“I was afraid I wouldn’t see you again tonight. We didn’t have enough time for each other today.”
“Ayden,” I murmur. I need to tell him. He needs to know everything, including the real reason his father behaved so strangely toward me. But then his lips are on mine, and with a deft movement of his tongue, this irrepressible desire flares up in me. I sling my arms around his neck and pull him toward me. My hands wander to his chest and trace his firm muscles, and we kiss as if our lives depend on it. My breath comes faster, and I feel the arousal surging in my pelvis. Everything else fades into the background, no longer important. The only thing that matters is Ayden and his lips, which are pushing me over the edge.
His breath tickles my neck, his tongue brushes my skin, and my whole body feels electrified. A light shiver flutters across my back, making me gasp.
“Ayden,” I murmur as he kisses my collarbone. His hands slowly slide under my top. A sweet shiver radiates out from the places he touches, and I get goosebumps. His fingertips circle my waist and then move up my ribcage until they reach my bra. He slowly pushes aside the straps, and I hold my breath in anticipation. I can’t stand it any longer; I want to finally feel him.
When he runs his hands over my naked skin, it’s simultaneously a release and sweet torment. Because it just makes me want more. Slowly and deliberately, he explores my body, setting every inch of it alight.
I lay my hands against his belly, but I’m nowhere near as calm and slow as he is. I quickly push them under his shirt andgreedily trace the outlines of his muscles. I feel them tense under my touch and hear his breath become rougher. He kisses my ear, runs the tip of his tongue along it and then down my neck. His thumb rubs my breast, and now I can’t hold back. I practically tear his shirt off him and stand there in awe. Seeing him like this, as flawless as a marble statue, bathed in light – it takes my breath away.
A roguish smile appears on his lips, and I guess I’m totally transparent to him. He takes my hand and slowly places it on his belly, murmuring, “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”
It’s no different for me. I move my hands over his muscles again as he caresses my back, then his hands slowly move around to my waistband. He unbuttons my jeans and caresses the inside of my thigh. My blood surges in my veins, pumping adrenalin into every cell in my body.
When he pushes his hands under my final layer of clothing, I gasp and throw my head back, giving myself over to the intoxicating feelings. My jeans drop to the floor, and I feel Ayden all over me. His warmth, his breath, his hands, his body. We somehow make it to the bed. Ayden is above me, supporting himself with his hands beside my head and looking at me with those incredible eyes that never fail to captivate me. He looks at me as if I’m a dream come true, but it’s my dreams that are being fulfilled.
I stretch up and kiss his lips, sucking on them as I liberate him from the rest of his clothes. Seeing him before me like this, completely naked, drives me out of my mind. I could look at him for hours, but fortunately, Ayden has other plans. His hands caress my hot skin, the insides of my thighs. His lips wander across my belly, my navel, and then move lower. I suck in a breath and surrender to his skillful mouth. I dig my hands into his back, his hair, and when he looks up at me again, his eyesglazed with lust, I can’t bear it any longer. I arch up toward him, feel him against me, and as we finally become one, the world seems to explode around me. Heat and flames devour me; glowing embers flare deep inside me and shoot out into every fiber of my body, and I’m sure I’ve never felt anything so complete and perfect. I never want to be without him again. Because it feels as if I’ve been searching for him my whole life.
I nestle up closer to Ayden’s bare skin. He has his arm around me, firmly, as if he doesn’t want to lose me. His scent and his warmth are so tantalizing that I can’t resist running my hands over him again. Like last time, he doesn’t wake up, just murmurs softly, which I find pretty sexy. It’s not until my hands wander lower that he opens his eyes and grins at me. He props his head on his arm and looks into my face. “You’d take advantage of a guy when he’s asleep?”
I can’t help laughing. “When the guy looks the way you do and it’s the only way to wake him up.”
He shrugs. “Hmm, I guess my talent for sleeping soundly is paying off.”
He prods my nose with his finger and softly traces my face with it.
I immediately seek out his lips and seal them with a passionate kiss. He buries his hands in my hair and pulls me closer. His breath dances across my skin, and I soon want more.
