Kayla
My legs were shaking as his eyes took me in a desirable way, and his smoldering gaze lingered a bit on my waist. His gaze swept over me like I was his next anticipated meal. A meal that he planned on devouring whole. My heart was beating as loud as war drums and my desires began to overwhelm my rational mind.
I couldn’t understand this thing between us, even though he wasn’t touching me but it felt like his hands were all over my body.
“Kayla,” He growled. ” Why are you dressed like this?”
“I’m training Asher, what were you expecting me to wear,” I retorted back angrily. Hell, he has some nerves, after kissing and fucking his lover on our wedding night and he was here talking about decency. Does he even have the slightest idea of what it means? At this point, I don’t give a fucking care about what he thinks.
Asher’s eyes narrowed on me. He took a fierce step closer. Part of me wanted to run, and the other who was more in control, wanted to stay and fight.
” Get inside immediately, and change this stuff you’re wearing,” The way his eyes traveled down my torso and rested on my thigh while the shorts had ridden up a bit made something in my heart flutter.
I squared my shoulders and looked at him “No, Asher. You don’t push me around like a kid,”
A low growl escaped his mouth as he looked at me menacingly. “Kayla, just know that you’re playing with fire and you won’t want to get burnt. Believe me, you don’t want to go down that route.”
I had to stop my mouth from saying silly things. Something silly like “I don’t mind getting burnt as far as it was from you.” But my body reacted stupidly to his face, getting turned on. There was a dark, knowing glint in Asher’s eyes. I looked away, my cheeks coloring up. Why did his words have such a lasting effect on my body?
I didn’t know how it happened, but the next minute, I was being dragged out of the training ground by Asher. His grip on my wrist was firm, and I tried to wriggle myself out of his hold, but he tightened his grip when he sensed my struggle.
I was screaming at him to leave me, but he did not.
The warriors were alarmed to see me screaming but they couldn’t do anything when they saw him.
I tried clawing at him with my fingers and screamed, “What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!!”
But he only gritted his teeth and kept walking ahead. “Asher!! You are hurting me!!”
I cried, and Asher let go of my hand, only to grab me by the shoulders. I looked at him with wide eyes, but he threw me over his shoulder and carried me all the way to the stairs down the hallway, and to his chamber as I tried hitting his back.
The way I was screaming made the servants and guards look at us warily and after some time, I stopped struggling altogether.
When we reached his chamber, he kicked the door open, crossed the distance in four large strides, threw me on the bed, and closed the door. He was angry and I subconsciously crouched back on the bed.
” Asher… What is wrong with you?” I tried to ask in a softer voice this time.
He ran a hand through his hair and tugged at it so hard, I saw him pull out a few strands of hair in his hands.
“What is wrong with me?” He thundered as he stepped forward.
He pointed in the direction of the door we had just walked in through, jabbing his forefinger into the air.
“What is this that you are putting on? Or is it that you enjoy revealing your body to everyone to watch? Are you by any chance, doing this on purpose?”
His voice climbed an octave with every spoken word as he looked at me with a mixture of annoyance and despair. His face looked red from all the yelling and the nerves in his throat were almost popping out of his skin. He began pacing in the chamber, his hands curling and uncurling into fists as he tried hard to control himself.
I looked at him evenly and tried to calm myself. I took one deep breath, then another as I closed my eyes for a moment, and felt the air traveling up my nose and down my lungs before slowly exhaling.
” Is that why you’re shouting?” I asked, and he glared at me.
I crouched back some more, and he placed his hands on the bed’s edge, gripping the wooden frame in his knuckles. They turned white as his fingers dug into the frame, leaving it chipped as his nails and fingers dug into it.
” What is it that you want from me, Kayla?” He whispered, and his face was contorted in pain. Did I just see his eyes getting moist?”
I was startled by the sudden change of tone of his voice and I was at a loss for what to say next. There were many answers to that one question and the truth was that I didn’t want just one particular thing from him. I want everything about him. I want him to give me his all and maybe his heart. I let out a gasp and tried to speak, but no words came out.
He came dangerously close to me and his face was directly in front of mine, lips a hair’s breadth away from mine.
” You’re driving me insane.” His voice vibrated in a deep, throaty whisper.
His fingers ran up my shoulders and he pulled my hands up, tightly gripping them in his hold. His other fingers ran over my inner thigh. I shivered from the electric heat of his touch. Raw, frenzied heat erupted down my core and began pooling in, liquifying my insides. All of the rational thoughts flew out of my head and all I could focus on was him.
He bent his head to my neck, his nose grazing my neck, leaving a trail of hot, feathery kisses as my body vibrated against him.
“Kayla, be careful of what you’re trying to stir, if you cross the line there is no turning back. I take what I want and I won’t stop until I have gotten it all.
Trust me, there would not be a single inch of your body untouched when I’m done with you.” He muttered and pulled away from me.