I’m seeing stars immediately as heat rushes through my body and pools in my lower stomach.
Every beat of friction sends me further into delirium, with each deliberate movement pushing me further and further to absolute bliss.
My fingers tangle in his hair all the while I get lost in the way he ravages me, not wanting it to ever end.
But Caleb knows all of my pressure points, whether it’s from the bond or just pure instinct. Before long, my thighs are clenching as he holds them down, writhing and squirming beneath that relentless pleasure.
Then I’m falling apart, lost in unbridled sensations while I come undone for him. It hits me hard and fast, and I’m stifling my sounds into my arm to not be too loud.
The heat of it rushes in immediately after, and it’s all I can do just to keep breathing. To let his hold anchor me to the movement.
It’s all warmth and mental static, but it isn’t enough. Not when I crave him so completely.
As if reading my mind, Caleb comes back up, leaving feverish kisses against my skin before claiming my mouth again, making me groan this time.
“I need you,” he murmurs against my lips, hiking my leg up as he presses close, letting me feel just how worked up his ministrations made him. We both shudder. “I need you more than anything else.”
“Then take me,” I whisper back, far too high on my release to think twice.
That’s all it takes for him to kiss me again, guiding himself forward and sliding in without resistance.
Our breath hitches simultaneously as he eases in slowly, and my hands go to his hips. Once he’s to the hilt, Caleb grunts a pleasured sound against my mouth.
With the first withdrawal of his hips, I pause as excitement ripples up my spine. Then, another moan tears from my throat the moment he sinks back in, matched by his groan.
The wave of pleasure makes me grip him tighter, but it still isn’t enough. Not when it makes me greedy for more.
His pace starts somewhat careful as we both regain our bearings, but it doesn’t take long for the scorching heat to overwhelm us both. He moves faster, reaching a rhythm that has my eyes rolling back, overwhelming my senses with everythinghim.
My fingers dig into his back, eliciting a grunt from him. But of course, it only encourages him to go faster. Deeper.
Everything blends into a haze of his thrusts and the incredible feelings that come with it, and it doesn’t take long for me to hold him tighter, gripping him inside and out.
Caleb groans when it becomes too much, lowering his face to my neck and muffling his breath against my skin.
My nails rake down his back as I arch, head filling with a renewed haze, all the while he concentrates on his thrusts, reaching an almost brutal pace.
Then at once, it snaps.
My voice cuts out as everything in me tenses before releasing. I see nothing but white as I reach my peak, pulling away from the couch as he tightens his hold on me with an arm wrapped around my back.
So blissed out, I hardly notice as he grunts into my neck, hips stilling as the force of his own orgasm tears through him. His warmth leaves me full and satisfied, and the weight of him above me is more comforting than I ever would’ve imagined.
The room suddenly seems so quiet after the fact, punctuated by our panting while we lay there together, slumped on the couch.
We’re in no rush to move, and no rush to leave that warm bubble surrounding us.
And in that stillness, it’s only us and the gentle thrum of our bond, alive in its own right.
Chapter 20 - Caleb
Weeks go by with a tender steadiness I’m not used to. That peace settles something unfamiliar in me.
Having Lila and Astrid under the same roof, within my reach and my protection, makes everything in me settle. It makes me want soft, normal things. Things I’m not sure I deserve, but will do anything to have and to keep.
What matters more than what I deserve is keeping them safe, and for the first time in my life, that means something deeper than some general pack-bound responsibility. Now, I have two faces keeping me accountable, both looking to me for that safety.
Most days, I wake up earlier than both of them to get everything ready. Breakfast for everyone, coffee for Lila and me, and I keep Astrid occupied so that her mom can sleep in a little longer. It’s instinctive now for me to check for any unfamiliar scents in the air, or for anything off about the woods. Ever since the Wraith Peak wolves targeted the two of them so close to town, my senses have become tuned.
