Chapter 52

Arsen P.O.V

"Aelin," I fight back my own desires, seeing her battling hers as she looks at her hand in awe. Too enthralled by what has happened, by what I let her do.

She is able to look back at me once she hears her name. Her pupils are enlarged as she watches me with eyes that scream one thing only. She doesn't utter a word, battling internally her desires and fantasies. I could smell her arousal and her dilated pupils only serves as further evidence. It only adds salt to injury with my wolf sending signals back and forth to her wolf, as she tells me what it's she is battling. I know Aelin isn't aware of it, but I know exactly what her mind is pieceing together. If she only knew what that did to me, to know that she was mine and that I turned her on to such degree.

My penis titched, I had to release part of my lust and hers to stop us from doing something irrational. Our wolves were communicating with each other, a communication that I knew Aelin was still unaware of, but one that I deemed very useful. Her wolf informed us of her state and the fantasies that were now being pieced together in her head. She wanted me badly and I wanted to give everything to her. Fullfil each one of her desires, that would keep my wolf entertained until she's ready for our needs.

"My offer is still up," I remind her. She doesn't need more words than that especially in this state of arousal where everything she can think of is sex.

Her pupils dilated even more, her lips parted as she took a deep breath trying to control the uncontrollable lust that she suffered from.

I couldn't contain myself as I pounded her against the wall, a mixture of a gasp and a moan escaped her lips. I kept her pressed against me, allowing her to rub herself against me, knowing that would only cloud her thoughts even more. I narrowed the distance between us and I kissed her. I welcomed her into a demanding and raw kiss that only made her arousal even more noticeable to smell. She rubbed her hips with a greater determination; yet, I didn't let her.

I pushed her hips and held them so that the friction would have very little effect on her as her motion was limited as so was the pressure. She let out a muffled whimp as we kissed, I couldn't help but smile.

"What do you want to do, Aelin?" I ask her, saying her name, knowing that it turned her on, just like she admitted in Kylain.

I slip a hand under the cloth of her dress, coming into contact with her hard nipples. I teased them, watching intensely Aelin before kissing her collarbone to make my way up, "take it or leave it?" I hand her her options whispering, before I nibble her ear.

She gasps, arching her back, pushing her breast into my hand. Her breath is erratic, but I want to see her struggle. I don't want silence, but a mixture of pants, whimpers, moans, gasps... every sound that sweet mouth of hers could make I wanted to hear. I kiss her on the lips, I dominate the kiss as she struggles to keep up. She fights back with everything she has but she falls short. Her mind trying to work on too many things as the pleasure from my lips, hips and hands only clouds her thoughts.

I separate from the kiss, she shoots her head back, searching for some rest as she breathes heavily. I turn to her neck and I grant myself the pleasure of marking the skin surrounding her mark with love bites. I move my hand away from her breasts and make their way down, under her skirt. I make myself at home, running my hand up her inner thigh and I slither under her undies to cup her sex.

The skin-on-skin contact sends tingles up my hand, but most importantly up her most sensitive area. She tries tracing circles with her hips, which I let her for a while. Keeping her on that limbo, as she experienced pleasure that built up in her core to only stop abruptly, driving her crazy. I shift my hand and I, with a sudden movement, break one of the leg holes of the drenched panties.

She gasped, "Arsen," her voice came out rusky as she begged me to start.

"What will it be, Aelin?" I ask, looking at her with my intense glare, "are you taking me up on the offer? Or are you leaving it?"

"I-," she began, but she was breaking a rule.

"Loud and clear," I reminded her.

"Take it," she quivered as she pronounced those words as I pounded her. Her naked sex came in contact with the tough fabric of my trousers. She began rubbing herself recklessly as she had said the words, but I stopped her once her lips parted and her eyes began shutting.

I held her away from my hips, what was once satisfying her was gone, "I said it," she protested rightfully so, but I was selfish.

"I want to hear it again," I stated, undoing the bow that was holding her dress and then brushing her folds with my thumb.

She shut her eyes, focusing on the pleasure, "please, take it," she begged. She opened her eyes abruptly like she had just remembered about the rules, she looked me in the eyes with immense need, "take me, Arsen, please."

As soon as I heard those words, I grabbed her and placed her on top of the desk. I pushed her dress away from her body, revealing her naked body to me, "you're gorgeous," I thought out loud, making her already flusterred cheeks even redder.

I pushed her softly so she was laying on her back. I grabbed her legs and I opened them, to insert myself in between them. She hesitated, doubting whether she should expose herself to me in that manner. This wasn't our first rodeo, but I understood how this approach made her worry more than the others.

"Don't worry," I said calmingly. I tower over her, "give me your hand," I grab it and make her grab her leg, "other one," she was already stretching her hand before I said it, anticipating my next move. She grabs her other thigh, "this position, okay?"

She nods, "yes."

I could see in her eyes some fear regardless, but it soon left, and I quickly made her come into my mouth. I decided to take it easy on the first one as I was planning on going for more than one. I brought her to bed with me, I sit her up on my torso. She tries to lay on top of me, but I tsked that idea off as I pushed her back with my hands.

"You stay up there," I instruct her.

She frowns, "what are you thinking?" She questions accusingly, but I can see in her mischievous smile she likes this.