CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
ASHER’S POV
I continually tap my left foot on the ground as I stand by Astrid’s room door, waiting for her to open it up.
I don’t care if she’s mad at me, I don’t care if we are not on the best of terms, but I have to see her, else I will lose my mind.
I went to the witch, hoping she would help me out, but she didn’t only get me more confused, she got me irritated as well.
How could she look me in the eye and say such a thing?
Who does that?
When the door flies open, I suck in a deep breath when I see Astrid standing before me in just a pair of shorts and a singlet that prints out her nipples. I swallow dryly as I scan her body from head to toe.
She looks ravishing and right now, I just want to…
“Astrid” I call in a husky voice and without warning, I take a step closer to her, I hold her face in my hands and slam my lips against hers , capturing them in the hottest kiss ever.
My heart leaps in joy when she kisses me back and that only causes me to deepen the kiss.
We both kiss hungrily for a while lot of seconds and when we finally break the kiss, we are both gasping for breath. I gently caress her cheeks and I look into her eyes that are burning with passion and desire.
When wants me.
I want her even more and I’m not going to let anything stop me, not even the purity-dagger bullshit!
I walk into the bedroom and lock the behind me as I give her an intense look.
We aren’t physically saying a word to each other, but I can feel that our souls are communicating right now and that communication has to do with us taking off our clothes right now and doing some naughty shit!
I just want to eat her up right now and I’m going to do just that.
I walk over to her again and capture her lips once more, but this time around, I kiss her passionately and and I feel her body tremble when I my hands touch her bare back beneath her clothes.
Today, I’m going to mark Astrid as mine, whether she is my mate or not!
ASTRID’S POV
“NOW WAY!” Arya screams in excitement.
I just told her what happened between her brother and I and she seems to be going bunkers.
“Yes , it happened”
“Oh my God Astrid, I don’t know if I should be scared right now, or if I should be happy. I mean, I’m glad that my brother got intimate with you, I’m glad that you both got to consumate your union, but… I’m worried”
“Is anything the matter?” I ask concerned, but she just shakes her head.
“No… nothing. Everything is alright… it’s… it’s just,… nothing, never mind.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah” she insists, but I can tell from her facial expression that she is hiding something.
I’m going to ask Asher the next time I see him.
“Just, forget about me. How was it?” She asks with a broad smile and I make a disgusted face.
“Ew!! I’m not going to tell you the details. Who does that?”
“Come on, don’t spoil the fun”
“Not happening” I rise up from her bed and start walking towards the door.
“Where are you going?”
“I’ve got to rest, Arya. Your brother didn’t go easy on me last night. See ya” I say with a cocky smile as I head out of the bedroom.
The next time we meet, she is going to taunt me for that statement I just made.
Damn! Since when did I get so spoilt?
ASHER’S POV
It’s been a while since I last set my eyes on Freya, these days, I have been avoiding her like she was a plague.
I hate her.
I hate her so much that most times I just wish I could snap her neck and end her life. Ever since she showed up here, she has brought nothing but confusion and misery in this household. I swear I cannot wait for the day when I finally get rid of her.
She is a thorn in my flesh!
“Hello, love” She greets the moment I walk into the bedroom.
I don’t reply, I just stand glued to the spot as I watch her walk over to me with a transparent night gown on.
She has nothing beneath the gown, absolutely nothing.
If only she knows none of that entices me even one bit.
“What’s all this?”
“Well… ” she tries to touch me, but I push her hand away.” I just thought I should dress well for my fiancé. Do you like it?” She asks in a seductive tone but I roll my eyes and walk past her.
“You know the answer to that question.” I reply coldly as I stand a mile radius away from her.
I don’t want to be anywhere close to her, I don’t want to feel her breath on me and most importantly, I don’t want her touching me.
“Well, even if you don’t like my outfit, I’m sure you are going to like this” she walks over to the wine bar and I watch in awe as she serves me a glass of my favorite whiskey.
Brother’s Bourbon.
This witch.
“This is your favorite whiskey. I’m sure you had rough day, a glass of you favorite whiskey will help relieve the stress, if I can’t”
I look from the glass to her face with my mind debating on whether I should take it or not. After contemplating for a while, I go against my better jugement and take the glass filled with wine and gulp it all in one go.
The whiskey burns down my throat and I shut my eyes as my entire system heats up.
Now, I want more!
“Thank you” She says squealing in excitement.
Without uttering a word, I quickly hand over the glass to her and head to the bathroom before I change my mind and empty the bottle.
Once I get into the bathroom, I strip off my clothes and go under the shower. I turn it on and water gushes out from it and as the water drops touch my body, I feel all my tiredness creep away.
Shower time is one of my favorite times of the day.
I use my soap and sponge to scrub my body, but I notice that there is something wrong with me.
My body is suddenly all hot and ticklish and my dick seems to be getting erect for absolutely no reason.
I can swear that no carnal thoughts crossed my mind when I saw Freya earlier, so I don’t know why I’m feeling horny right now.
I try to ignore the feeling, but as time goes on, it gets more intense.
I quickly wash the soap off my body and turn off the shower.
Right now I’m so horny that I feel like I will die if I don’t touch a woman.
I step out of the shower and take a towel from the towel rack and dry my body.
I almost scream when I look down and notice that my dick is fully erected. I quickly wrap the towel around my waist and open up the door of the toilet.
Everything just gets worse when I see Freya standing before me, stark naked and she’s smiling from molar to molar.
I stand glued to the spot, with my eyes planted on her breast and my dick keeps pressuring me to fly on her body.
Freya makes things worse by coming close to me and touching my body.
Without warning, I scoop her into my arms and take her to the bed where I do the last thing I’m supposed to do.
This is not how the night was supposed to end!