Punching his face in felt better than I expected. I didn’t just do it for me though…I did it for her. While I’ve done my fair share of breaking hearts and leaving a trail of tears in my wake, Aria didn’t deserve that. He broke her spirit and weakened her mind with his touch until the darkness threatened to claim her.
I had to watch her eyes sink in, her hair fall out, her skin become this grayish color and the texture of wet clay. He took one of the most beautiful creatures in the Legion and he ruined her with his touch and his lies.
Yet you’re punishing her…you went through great lengths to return her virtue to her and for what…to watch her suffer while you spurn her advances and pretend like she doesn’t exist…
Watching her mend on our bed, I’m filled with mixed emotions. Part of me wants to claim what’s mine, but the other part of me is still so angry.
How could she betray me? How could she spurn my love for her and give herself to the likes of Noah Archer? What had I done wrong?
Aria stirs in her sleep and then her eyes open. She sees me watching her and sits up to greet me. “Good morning.” She smiles.
Her smile is so fucking perfect…you can do this Thien…be civil….
“What’s so good about it?” I snap at her.
Wow…way to go Casanova…
Hurt, Aria climbs out of bed and heads into the bathroom to shower. I want to follow her, but I’m impossibly stubborn and conflicted at the moment.
Well, part of me is conflicted…the other part of me is steadily rising…traitor…
Screw it. I follow Aria into the bathroom and watch from the doorway as she undresses and climbs into the shower. She belongs to me now, but I can’t bring myself to love her.
What the hell is wrong with me? Any other guy would have mounted her a long time ago, but me…I’m allowing my wounded pride to keep us apart… Fuck it…
Intent on consummating our union I undress myself, climb into the shower with her and she turns around to face me. There are tears in her eyes and I can see remorse, but in order to do what I know needs to be done I can’t think about anything except this moment.
“I don’t want to talk and I don’t want to think, I just want to…”
Before I can finish speaking she hungrily devours my lips, sucks on my tongue, and my words die in my throat. My hands embrace her, and her soft skin fuels a passion inside me that I’ve never experienced before.
The images Noah put in my head resurface and I quickly back away from her. “Hey, stay with me.” Aria whispers to me.
She grasps my head between her hands and pulls my lips to hers for a second time. Now it’s her thoughts that creep into my minds eyes. They’re glimpses of the night I found out my baby died. The first intimate night we shared together.
Clever girl…she’s replacing the images of her night with Noah with images of us.
Clinging to those images, I allow myself to kiss her harder and more fervently. Gripping her slender thighs in my hands, I lift her up in the air and wrap her legs around me, backing her up against the shower glass. She gasps as the cold of the glass meet her skin.
Her fiery gaze begs me to enter her, but I’m not ready. I plan to explore every inch of her body with my tongue first.
Shutting the shower off, I walk Aria back into our bedroom and lay her down on our bed. I start to climb on top of her when she stops me and gets down on her knees.
Her soft hands grip my manhood while I watch as her full lips try to take in as much of me as she can, which isn’t much. I have yet to meet a girl who can, but she’s not deterred in the slightest bit. I grab handfuls of her hair and my eyes roll into the back of my head. She sucks, licks, chokes and impales her face on as much of me as she can while holding my gaze.
Daaaaaaaaamn…
Her efforts to swallow me whole, while futile, have me at full salute and ready to release in her mouth. “Stop.” I sigh breathlessly. She obeys my command and stands to await further instruction. I back her onto the bed and climb on top of her, taking her swollen nipples into my mouth.
Slowly I lick the area around her breasts and her breathing becomes ragged. My lips graze her nipples and she lets out a soft moan.
I flip her over onto her stomach and glide my tongue from her center, to the small of her back, and then to the back of her neck. She’s practically begging me to put myself inside her but I’m not done with her yet.
I trace kisses along her shoulder blades and trace her spine with my tongue. She’s soaking wet and on the brink of orgasm. I haven’t even entered her yet. After rolling her back over I part her knees and slide my fingers inside her. She’s convulsing with pleasure, as I twirl, flick, and insert my fingers inside her repeatedly while my tongue explores the folds of her center. Aria’s frantically rocking her hips back and forth, but before she reaches the point of ecstasy I pull my fingers out.
Her eyes beg me to put her out of her misery so I position myself between her legs and gently plunge myself into her center. Gripping the sheets, she sits up and swears beneath her breath. I give her another inch and she begs me to have mercy on her.
I force her to drink from my lips while I mold her center with my girth. I give her another inch and she gasps, begging me to stop, but I didn’t come this far to stop now. I force her to look at me. “Relax.” I whisper to her.
“I’m trying.” She replies, trying to keep her composure.
Rotating my hips in a circular motion I continue molding her walls enough to give her more of me and plunge myself deeper inside her. She whimpers and her body tenses up. She wants to close her legs but I grip her thighs in my hand and spread her legs apart even further while I tunnel myself inside her. She’s hyperventilating, but she’s no quitter, I’ll give her that. I’ve had girls stop me mid-fuck, get up and leave because they can’t handle it.
I plunge my full length inside her and her whimpers become loud, hollow groans as she tries to wriggle out from under me, but I won’t let her escape. I grip her hips with my strong hands and hold her in place. As my slow steady strokes increase in speed so does the volume of her groans, pushing me closer to orgasm.
“I just need a few more minutes.” I whisper to her.
“It hurts.” She whimpers, biting down on her bottom lip.
Fuck, don’t do that…
“I’m almost done.” I assure her.
The look in her eyes go from scared to outright horrified as I fuck her harder and faster, plunging myself deeper inside her in quick succession, forcing her to cry out endlessly.
Aria braces herself while I drown myself in her now swollen center, filling her insides with every inch of me. Her mouth is agape and she’s practically clinging to the sheets now, but I’m not done with her yet. I pull out, flip her over onto her stomach, push her head into the pillows, and force her swollen folds to allow me re-entry.
She swears loudly this time and prays to Alpha for me to finish quickly. Her legs are shaking now, but I can’t take my eyes off her heart-shaped ass. I’m almost there. I pummel her insides like and animal until pleasure ripples through me like a tidal wave and I blow my shit all throughout her insides.
When we both catch our breath, I pull out and she swears followed by a whimper. She can’t wait to get away from me and I smile. Aria stands up, but she looks like she’s in pain and she quickly sits back down.
“I think you broke it.” She looks back at me in disbelief. “You’re hung like a fucking horse.”
I smile and get up to make her some bath water. When its ready, I check on her and she’s still sitting on the bed. I lift her up into my arms and carry her into the bathroom, gently setting her down in the water. Tears form in her eyes and I can see the apology in them, but I still don’t want to talk about it. Instead, I climb into the tub with her and take my time bathing every inch of her body.
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