Kayla
I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t remember how to make my vocal cords work again. All of these feelings coursing through me were making me dizzy.
Every touch, every flick of the tongue made me feel as if I was riding on a wave of pleasure and would reach the moon. If his tongue did this to me, I could not even imagine what his shaft would do. I cried out his name over and over again and my voice felt hoarse to me. But he did not stop.
I was trembling, shaking, and melting as he kept possessing my body, soul, and senses.
I shuddered and whimpered as he licked my juices and growled huskily, my moans and his groans the only sounds in the wood as he ate me.
“Aaah,” I cried as he replaced his tongue with his fingers deep inside me, parting my folds to give him access to the sensitive nub. I felt the pressure building inside of me reaching a crescendo.
“Answer me, Kay,” He asked, as I saw the lust shining in his eyes as he brought his hand up and licked his fingers.
“What if you’re not the only one.” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. And I knew at that moment that whatever had happened between us, was gone.
Asher went deathly still and his eyes that were a raging fire of desire suddenly went slack. I gulped nervously and only watched him like a curious bird as he tilted his head.
Seconds turned to minutes as I waited and waited for him to say something. But nothing would have prepared me for his reaction, instead of scowling or leaving me Asher started to laugh.
His deep throaty laughter rumbled through the space, the sound amplified as it bounced on the woods. Asher was clutching his stomach tightly and his eyes had begun to water due to all the laughing.
“I can bet my life on the line that I am the only one honey. You’re too tight down there. You’re too swollen and the walls of your core are squeezing my finger begging for more. Your body has only ever known me. Your body craves and yearns for my touch.”
“Then why did you ask?” I whispered. Asher took my hand in his and kissed my palm before answering, “Because I want to hear you say it.”
“No man has touched me before you. No man has seen me naked. No man has seen my intimate parts. Asher, you’re my first in everything even down to my first kiss.” I confessed
There was this hunger in his eyes after I finished my little confession. He looked like a wolf ready to claim its prize. I shuddered at the intensity and had to strife a moan. I could see how much he wanted me in those eyes, I could see how much he wanted to pounce on me and take as much as I could give. And I wanted him to do all of those things in his eyes and so much more.
“No,” he whispered suddenly. “I can’t do it… I won’t”
He looked like he was in shock and surprised by his actions.
What was he talking about?
He suddenly pulled his body away from mine. I was shocked and had to hug myself from the coldness of not having his body’s warmth. His entire body was shaking and I had no idea why he was acting strange. He seemed to be having an inner battle with himself.
I couldn’t understand what was going on but could he possibly be fighting his own need for me?
“I’ll go find some clothes for us and we head home.” He said and ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
I sighed and clutched my chest, ashamed of what I had done. I had given Asher a precious part of myself and yet he threw it away like a piece of rag. My feet felt sore and my mind was confused and angry.
I had enough and this would be the last time I would ever let him get to me.
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The ride back home was extremely painful and embarrassing. I couldn’t even look at Asher and I planned on keeping it that way. He had touched my body so intimately and now he was back to being cold like nothing ever happened between us. His face had resumed his earlier stoic expression and he seemed to be lost in thought. The silence between us was deafening. It was as if a wall had suddenly been erected between us.
I was extremely pissed and didn’t bother hiding it.
I should have never let him be that close to me. Why did I always do this to myself?
I was so caught up in the moment and also the fact that he had done such a dangerous thing just to save me that I couldn’t control myself around him. I should have known better.
What was I thinking?
“Mate” I heard a tiny muffled voice within me enunciated.
I froze immediately, my body and senses were having a tough time adjusting to the voice. This was not the first time I had heard it.
I also heard this the first time he kissed me but I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t realize it until now.
Could Asher really be my mate? Maybe that would explain alot of things and it might be the reason why I was strongly attracted to him.
It would also be the reason why I often feel so possessive towards him whenever I hear about Emily and their past.
I wanted to scream and tell him about what I felt but I didn’t want to let my guard down again. He has hurt me enough and if I was truly his mate then I wanted him to be the one to tell me about it.
He needs to accept me wholeheartedly before anything could possibly happen between us. No matter how long it takes, I would gladly wait for that day.