Chapter 62

My reaction is answer enough. He keeps looking at me though, like he was waiting for something. I look at him then. He was waiting for my gaze, I could see it.

"That won't do then, we have to set your mind right" he says. Next thing I know is I am being flipped and now facing the tiled wall at the side of the shower. He presses me into the wall that my full breasts were flat against the wall.

He whispers in my ear "wife" ever so softly, like he could almost caress me with his soothing voice. "I am the one that brings you joy, no one else. I am the one that gets to see you, the whole of you. I am the one that makes you lose that well thought persona you adopted to avoid getting hurt. I am the one you cum for Bella. And that alone gives me immerse pleasure."

He said all this while he trailed down my neck leaving little tingling kisses in his wake. His fingers trailing my spine, making me shiver. He was trying to distract me. Although there was reason on his reasoning I wanted to do the same for him. I wanted to get pleasure from his pleasure too.

I knew what it was like to make this man feel, and boy can this man feel. The little grunts were tell tale signs that put me over the moon for putting him over the moon.

But this time he wanted an end to me being his proper lover. "If I can't touch you then how am I supposed to love you" I say with the side of my face smudged against the wall.

I wasn't going to have, I was a giver more than I was a receiver. But this time, just this once, I was going to let him have it his way.

SMACK! I suddenly feel a pinch followed by the sound. My behind is on fire. Nice kind of fire. Then he rubs the spot ever so softly.

"I like the way you suck it up and take all I have to give" Aiden says "now be the good girl you are and bend over for me"

I didn't want to disobey him, I never did. So I did as I was told. I back up a little and bend over, Aiden comes behind me. He spreads my legs with his and adjusts me. Dipping my back where my spine met my hipbone. Like this my back made an arch making my butt point upwards.

I didn't notice the shower being turned off but it was. He kept me waiting while he opened me up like this. Glancing backwards, I see him look at my openness. This was always a turn on, the way he would look at me. Like he saw no other that would look like me.

What would a woman ask for more, she had a lovely house, beautiful little pups, an Alpha for a husband and said husband loving her like wild. I had everything.

"Bella, tell me that what you are thinking of is me right now. Your mind shouldn't wonder just because you can't see me." He says while inserting two of his fingers into my opening.

"I get jealous when you are with me and I don't know what you are thinking. Sometimes when we are in public and about. I get angry that some men look at you with a certain hunger." He said this while he pumped his fingers in me. I felt his words more than I felt his fingers.

Not like his fingers weren't doing anything, oh no, they were. In time to his words he would stroke me, when the words were soft he would be gentle. He twirled his fingers around in me. The felling was out of this world.

"But out of all that," he continues to say "I love the fact that you don't even give a damn when they look at you. Like you don't know the attention you stir." At that he removes his fingers and replaces it with his cock.

The transition from the slickness of his fingers to the huge thing he just inserted in me was… sigh. The way he squeezed himself into me, sigh.

I would have thought that after all that mating we had been doing, he would be able to fit in with no difficulty, I guess I thought wrong.

"OH sweet Bella" Aiden moans "Do you know what actually puts me to bed Bella?" he asks, I know it's a rhetorical question but I still shake my head. He goes on, "To know that despite those men throwing their eyes at you, they don't get to see you like this. They don't get to feel how soft you are. And most of all they don't get to feel how tight you are. Oh the way you grip my cock, like a grown mans fist." At the mention of gripping, like a trigger, my vagina contracts around him. He moans.

"See just like that, they don't get to feel that but me." His pace was increasing and increasing. The wet wall holding as leverage was so slippery that I couldn't hold on properly. With the increasing tempo it was no help.

"I also like the way you moan for me, the way your little pants come in the way of your speech." He reaches for my front and gropes my breasts, he squeezes so hard that I make a meowing sound. It didn't hurt, it just felt intense. Like it was a part of the force going to my vagina.

His other hand reaches forward to in between my thighs and finds the little bundle of nerves resting in my inner lips. I felt so swollen, him touching me just drove me off the age.

It was so unexpected, I didn't even feel it coming, by surprise it just did.