Chapter 60

I showered trying my hardest not to touch myself as my head was filled with him. Images of him run through my brain until my brain stopped with his eyes, his dark black eyes as fire emerged in them from my touch on his member. It burned my skin to the point of aching. I needed him and so did my wolf, who as weak as she was now, still had an unconditional need for her mate.

I thought of playing innocent, acting as if he was right and my lust had been momentary. The reality was that it wasn't and him restricting me of it made me want it even more. I was never someone greedy but with Arsen I became greedy and selfish. I wanted him all the time, all for myself. Nonetheless, I knew that my body would betray my act as he would be able to smell my arousal without a problem. I wanted to spice things up, so I came up with a different plan.

"Arsen," I called out desperately from the bathroom.

He opened the door as I masturbated myself, my head rested back on the marble wall, "I need you," I said between erratic soft pants.

His eyes grew dark, the black expanding and leaving no space for the white. He licked his lips as he approached me like I was his prey. He grabbed my hand as I played with myself and brought it into his mouth, sucking on those fingers.

"You taste so good," he said more to himself than me.

His hand latched to the roots of my hair and pulled my head backwards, revealing my neck to him. He watched me taking me in like if this was our first time, "what were you thinking about, Aelin?" He brought me close to him, wrapping his other arm around my arched back, my sex pressed against him.

I began to rub myself against him, closing my eyes as I was captured by the pleasure, "you," I panted.

My whole body was burning, waiting for him to do something. I needed him deep between my folds, but he remained in the same position.

"Eyes, Aelin," he ordered.

I shot my eyes opened, pleasure consuming me. I was focusing on only two things remembering how to breathe and rubbing myself against Arsen.

"Aelin, tell me step by step what you want me to do," he instructed me.

"To pleasure me," I answered rushing my words out.

"That's not step by step," Arsen laughed, the sound coming up from his throat.

"Step 1, kiss me. Step 2, pleasure me. Step 3, make me come," I presented him a series of steps.

He stuck with laughing.

"Do you want me to kiss you or to kiss you and touch you, Aelin?"

Fuck! Why did he have to say my name like that. I started rubbing myself even quicker against him, but his hand let go of my hair and pushed my hips down, restricting my movement. I groaned.

"Kiss me and touch me," I answered.

"Beg.

*

I had never begged that much, I was happy that we had an entire apartment for ourselves because if not everyone near to our room would've heard my begs. He had touched me so teasingly all the way through, forcing me to do all the work as I begged for him to stop building up that pressure and to allow me to release it.

My eyes were drowsy as I hugged him, pulling him close to my chest. I reached down for his penis and I stroke it slowly, " I wanna see it.- Next time, I wanna see it while you touch me, so I can picture it enterring me," I confessed.

I stroked him again, not even thinking about it, he made a throaty sound as he pushed himself into my hand. He grabbed my hand and placed it back on his neck. I pulled away from him so that he could see my face as I pouted.

"I'll one up you, I'll let you see it now and next time, I'll let you touch it while I touch you," he offered.

I smiled and I bit my lower bottom as I looked away.

"I won't let you down," I promised, I was going to take this opportunity with full force.

"I'd preferred if you did," he admitted. I would probably let him down as I had never done anything with a man apart from him; however, within those realms, I would try my best.

"Can I see it then?" I asked eagerly.

"How about you put some clothes on? That way I know nothing will happen between the two of us," he proposed.

I rolled my eyes playfully, "okay, I'll pull out my grandma's clothes." I jumped off the counter.

He tapped my ass as I walked passed him, "aw!"

"So dramatic..."

I put on some clothes, following Arsen's advice and I went for especially covering ones.

*

"Can I lick it?" I asked, after a moment of watching it.

I didn't understand what about it made me so drawn to it. Why I wanted to caress it and lick it, but I did, badly. My wolf pushed me to grab it and stroke it, to lick it and put it in my mouth, yet I knew I shouldn't. I was immediately turned on again, it was like I had been shown a new door that lead to so many new possibilities and I was too eager for my own good.

"No! Aelin, not even joking," Arsen told me off, but I had seen how hard he was and how my comment only made his manhood twitch. He turned around planning to go to the bathroom, but I couldn't let him go that easily, I had to try again.

"Can I still watch you rub it off?" I asked too submerged in my lust to even think of what was coming out my mouth.

"Aelin, are you okay?" Arsen asked, this time genuinely concerned.

"No," I answered truthfully, "I tried doing what you told me and let my wolf have more power, and what she wants is to taste you. Remember what you told me to do with the food, that's what she wants to do. I know I can't, but I should give her something, right? Make it fifty-fifty?"

Arsen looked at me dumbfounded, "Aelin if this is one of your schemes to pleasure me, this isn't funny."

"I promise it is not," I quickly reply. I wasn't lying, but my wolf was killing me to do something to this man, she was using the guilt that I had for what I had done to her against me to ask our mate for this. "I'm just- ugh," I said frustrated, "I don't know what to do. What does your wolf want me to do, Arsen?"

"We're not enterring that territory," he warned.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"To contain your wolf and for both of us to go to sleep," he responded.

"I didn't ask you what I should do, I asked you what you want me to do."

"And like I said before, we're not enterring that territory."

"Can I rub you off?" I asked innocently.

"I shouldn't have said a thing," he lamented, "I said next time, let's keep it that way."

"But, if you touch me now, then this could count as next time," I argued.

Arsen had a tough time piecing together his thoughts as I saw how the black of his eyes expanded and retracted a few times, "for fuck's sake, Aelin get your clothes off," he ordered.