Kayla
I felt my temper rise at his constant refusal. “Fine! Do as you wish but don’t expect me to be here waiting when you return.”
Asher kept staring at me with a blank expression. He did not say anything, he got out of the carriage and began walking closer to me and I felt my throat suddenly go dry. I blinked as he crossed the distance between us and was in front of me in the blink of an eye.
His gaze dipped down from my eyes to my lips and towards my chest. My heart began hammering in my chest as indecent thoughts made themselves apparent in my head. I gulped and staggered back as he kept advancing.
My road behind was blocked as the backside of my foot collided with the wall, followed by my back as Asher towered over me.
I had to look up at him as his height was well above mine and I gulped nervously. My nerves were tingling at the nearness and I could smell his cologne.
“Look up”
Asher ordered and my fingers curled into fists as I became a bundle of frenzied, rickety bones as I slowly raised my gaze to look at him.
His gaze was smoldering as always and the golden amber orbs of his shimmered with the warmth of sunlight, dazzling with some emotion I could not quite decipher.
He slowly raised his hand and reached for a strand of hair as I flinched. I had dared the most ruthless Alpha and half of my mind was convinced that he was going to choke me to death.
But he only repeated much more firmly, ” I said, look at me”
I opened my eyes again and looked at him as his index finger traveled downward without touching me but being close enough to touch.
A prickly sensation overcame me as I felt the brush of his finger millimeters away from me. He kept looking at me as his hand traveled down to my shoulders before moving below my neck. I should have been afraid, I should be worried but I was feeling something else. His gaze was locked on mine as I struggled to not twitch. His hand was not touching me and I had no idea what he was going to do.
But my mind wanted him to touch me, wanted him to do everything that my nefarious mind was coming up with. His breath fanned my face and tickled the locks of my hair as he reached for the collar of my shirt.
The air around us charged with an unfamiliar electricity and my heart began thumping wildly. I thought it would just combust and disappear into a million pieces as he gently pushed the collar away. I felt a familiar emotion shoot through my blood.
I should have stepped away but my body and soul were making it hard for me to listen to my brain.
His eyes were smoldering hot and it was an effort to just breathe while holding his gaze for long and not cower in fear.
Asher’s eyes had something feral and something enticing about them, a predator’s gaze mixed with that of a passionate husband.
His index finger traveled through the hem of the collar and went down towards the topmost button. And my breath hitched.
All the anxiety I was feeling began to go haywire and I could not help but give an involuntary shiver. I curled and uncurled my fists. My palms had broken out into a sweat and a thin coat of sheen was glistening on my forehead. Even the breeze wafting from the trees did not help make me feel any better. I was not sure how long I could endure this torture of not having him touch me.
And as if he could read exactly what was going on in my mind, a slow dangerous smile played on his lips as I trembled from the effect he was having on me.
His thumb too joined his forefinger as he played with the button. I had no idea what he was trying to do. All of my attention was on the button he was fiddling with while trying to keep looking into his eyes. I could see them darken too and his smoldering hot gaze was enough to melt a furnace. I tried hard not to gasp as the pad of his forefinger came in touch with my skin. He parted the fabric of my shirt aside and his finger trailed down my neckline.
I could not stand the suspense anymore. Either he could squeeze my throat or his lips could find mine, I was fine with either at this point.
My legs quaked as he undid the button and pushed the fabric aside. I was trembling like a wanton, needing him to stop being so slow and just bury his lips in my mouth, and maybe, if I was lucky, bury something down there too.
The thought made, a heat pool in my core. His eyes seemed to flicker in a soft shade of gold rays as I peered intently at them and before I could figure out what was happening he covered my lips with an intense kiss.
My body melted and molded against his body, I gripped his shirt and held onto it as he continued to suck on my lower lip while pressing his body against mine. My body shook uncontrollably at the emotions as his lips kept kissing me with a needy hunger like I was the very lifeline he needed, his own air and life.
Asher’s lips moved on mine without control, like a man who was hungry for me only. His breathing was hard and rapid. All sanity completely absconds from me. I held tightly to his shirt, subtle moans protruding from my lips in an alien voice that I couldn’t remember as mine.
I whimpered, as he broke the kiss, we held each other’s gaze, the look in his eyes was different and it felt like there was an invisible shield that bound us together. His finger trailed my round face and his fathomless amber gaze took me in, breathing a certain life into my body.
“Kayla, promise me you will be here when I get back,” He whispered
I frowned at him, surprised by how worried he seemed by my words. The desperation in his voice was hard to ignore.
What could it be that scared him so much about me, leaving when he wasn’t around?
“Promise me.” He tilted his head, his lips intentionally grazing mine for a brief second.
I released a quick gasp, feeling the tingles that lit up my body in a pleasurable sensation.
“I- I -” I stuttered with my words, trying to make a quick decision. My gaze pulled back to Asher and I whispered
“I promise.”