Chapter 5 Chapters 5
Chapter Five
Ashley’s POV
I lay on the soft sheets, body on fire, mind floating in thick fog. The room smelled like cedar and smoke and him. Kaden. My angel with silver hair. My forbidden savior. Every inch of my skin tingled.
My core throbbed so hard it hurt. The mating heat had taken over completely. No Liam. No bond. Just this desperate, empty ache that begged to be filled.
He stood at the side table, broad back to me, muscles shifting under golden skin. I watched him light the cigar. Flame flickered. Smoke curled up slow and lazy. He took a long drag, chest expanding, then exhaled through his nose like a dragon.
The sight made something inside me clench. Hard. I pressed my thighs together but it only made the wetness worse. Slick ran down my inner legs. I wanted to touch myself again but my hands felt heavy, useless.
He turned. Eyes dark. Intense. Locked on me. I smiled, lazy and drunk and needy. “You look dangerous when you smoke…”
He didn’t answer right away. Just watched me squirm. Then he reached into the drawer and pulled out something purple. Sleek. Curved. Shiny. My fuzzy brain couldn’t make sense of it. A toy? A weapon? Didn’t matter. I just wanted anything that would stop the burning.
He walked back to the bed, cigar between his teeth. Smoke trailed behind him like a shadow. He sat on the edge of the mattress. The mattress dipped under his weight. I reached for him, fingers trembling.
“Know what this is?” he asked, voice low and gravelly.
I shook my head, smiling wider. “No… show me…”
He chuckled. Deep. Dangerous. The sound vibrated straight to my clit. Then his free hand moved. Gentle. So gentle it almost hurt. Two thick fingers brushed over the soaked lace of my thong. Right over my clit. Slow circle. Once. Twice.
I moaned loud. Back arched off the bed. “Kaden…”
He leaned down. Blew smoke against my mouth. Not into it. Just across my lips. The taste hit me. Rich cigar. Dark. Masculine. Mixed with something primal. Sex. Power. Him. I opened my mouth, chasing it. He kissed me then. Not soft. Not sweet. Deep. Possessive. Tongue sliding against mine like he owned every gasp I made.
When he pulled back I was panting. Dazed. He pressed the purple thing against the front of my lingerie. Right over my clit. Then he pushed a button.
Vibration exploded through me.
I choked on air. Body jerked hard. Hips bucked up off the mattress. “Oh gods… oh gods…”
He smiled around the cigar. Slow. Wicked. “I wouldn’t want to take advantage of a drunk woman. But I know you’re in heat. And I will help.”
He turned the dial higher.
The vibration intensified. Relentless. Perfect. I cried out. Hips rolling, chasing the pressure. My breasts bounced with every frantic movement. Nipples tight and aching. I grabbed them myself, pinching, trying to ease the overload. Wetness soaked the sheets beneath me. I could hear it. Slick sounds mixing with my moans.
His eyes never left mine. Silver-gray. Burning. He took another drag of the cigar. Exhaled slow. Smoke drifted between us like a veil. He watched me fall apart. Watched every twitch. Every gasp. Every time my thighs shook.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. “So fucking beautiful when you let go.”
The pulsing built fast. Too fast. Coiled tight in my belly. I wiggled harder. Bounced on the toy. Breasts jiggling. Back arching. “Kaden… please… I’m gonna…”
He increased the intensity one more notch.
I screamed.
The orgasm ripped through me like lightning. Legs shaking violently. Toes curling. Core clenching around nothing. Wetness gushed. Soaked the lingerie. Soaked the toy. Soaked his hand. Wave after wave crashed over me until my vision blurred white. Pleasure so sharp it almost hurt. I sobbed his name. Clawed at the sheets. Body convulsing.
Then everything went black.
Soft.
Warm.
Floating.
The next thing I heard was a familiar voice. Rough. Worried. Coming from somewhere far away.
“Alpha Kaden… so you know where my baby girl is?”
My father.
My eyes snapped open.
Sheets rustled beside me. Heavy. Male. Kaden was already sitting up. Naked. Glorious. Muscles gleaming in the low morning light that slipped through the curtains.
I looked down.
We were both naked.
Completely bare.
My lingerie was gone. Thong discarded on the floor. Breasts exposed. Nipples still hard from the aftershocks. Thighs sticky. Scent of sex thick in the air.
Panic exploded in my chest.
I opened my mouth to scream.
Before the sound could escape, Kaden was on me. Lightning fast. One hand cupped the back of my head. The other pressed over my mouth. His lips crashed down on mine.
Hard.
Deep.
Silencing.
Swallowing the scream before it could form.
His tongue swept in. Claiming. Tasting. Reminding me of last night. Of smoke. Of vibration. Of heaven.
My father’s voice drifted closer. Footsteps in the hallway.
Kaden pulled back just enough to whisper against my swollen lips.
“Quiet, little one. I’ve got you.”
His silver eyes held mine.
Fierce.
Protective.
Possessive.
And in that moment, with my father almost at the door and my naked body pressed beneath the most dangerous alpha I knew, I realized something terrifying than Liam leaving me.
