Chapter 81

**Arsen POV**

My breathing was heavy as I stared at Aelin. She was quiet, looking at me with her round, innocent eyes. Her hands clutching a white t-shirt against her naked top body, hiding mostly her breasts from me.

My eyes diverted to her body for a second. Her stomach was even more toned than before, showing far more definition lines.

“What do you want me to do?” Aelin asked with a sorrowful voice.

“What do *you* want me to do, Aelin? Because frankly, I have no clue how to proceed,” I confessed.

I was lost. I hated to admit it but I was. My wolf was extremely hurt, and just like myself, scared. The possibility of her leaving us had become far too great of a reality and nothing had been done to try to appease that worry. I didn’t feel Aelin as mine, and to make matters worse, I didn’t feel as though she wanted to be mine either.

I was far too hurt to go running back and beg her to go back to the way things were. How could I when I feared to be rejected once again? She was the one who didn’t want me. My stance had never changed. Hers had and while, apparently, she was no longer thinking of leaving me for Ascian, how could I just act as though that didn’t happen?

She was ready to throw it all away for that vampire, giving me a lousy Alexis as a replacement, if it wasn’t for Forrest’s hunch that it was all part of the witch’s spell. While I hadn’t enjoyed Forrest’s refusal to stop when I had asked him, I couldn’t not be grateful for realizing Aelin’s amnesia when it came to that whole chapter in her life.

Aelin’s expression changed, her sad eyes looking into mine doubtfully, perhaps even fearfully. She took a step closer to me, our bodies much closer than they had been in months. My eyes grew black as I looked at her, unknowing of what she was trying to do as she asked me for permission with her eyes.

I gave her a firm yet small nod. She looked back towards the closet, she closed the door with her foot and looked back at me. I placed my hand against the other closet’s door, my breathing slowly growing heavier. She let go of the t-shirt, dropping it on the floor. My eyes moved momentarily to her chest cupped by her navy blue bra.

Her hands advanced towards me, her right hand landed on my chest while the other one grabbed my lower arm and guided it to her waist. I took possession of her body, controlling myself to keep my touch as soft as possible. Her other hand meandered her way to the top of my chest before her hands moved up towards my face. She got on the tip of her toes, her mouth inches away from mine. I could almost taste her. Every one of her moves slow and in precession, making sure that I felt, in their entirety, what it was like again.

Without being capable of controlling myself anymore, using the arm that she had positioned around the back of her waist, I hoisted her up and began kissing her. I pressed her back against the closet and grabbed her legs as she intertwined them behind my back.

Aelin’s every move and touch kept their softness that I didn’t reciprocate. I couldn’t contain myself and as the room began smelling more and more like Aelin’s arousal, I was becoming even more difficult to control. I was starving for Aelin.

Aelin’s mouth only parted from mine as she moaned to the sky as I gently pushed onto her mark. It gave me a moment to look at her, observe her. Her eyes opened and she looked back at me, her head resting on the door. I needed more.

“Aelin,” I spoke, my voice extremely raspy and low.

“Do with me as you want, Arsen,” she said softly back. “I’m all yours.”

Those words lingered in my ear as I went back to kissing her. I moved us to the bed, placing her slowly on the mattress. I moved to her neck, wanting nothing more than to savor each and every part of her body. I moved away from her momentarily to take her pants off. I descended again and pressed every inch of my body against her. She moved her hips ever so slightly and while keeping my mouth occupied with her neck, I rocked my hips against her.

She shivered underneath me as another moan escaped her mouth. In that one movement, Aelin’s calmed and soft touch became needy. Her hands searching for the hem of my t-shirt to take it off. I helped her out, going a step ahead and taking my pants off as well.

She sat up on the bed and watched me with a burning fire in her eyes. She pushed me on the bed, I don’t fight against it as I fall flat on my back. She jumps on top of me and I can now feel just how wet she is for me. Aelin lowers onto me, her hands feeling me from my V all the way to my chest. She begins to kiss me, displaying a hungriness that surprises me. Her hips get to work as she carefully rocks them against my hard erection.

My hands on her round and perky ass as I push her body even closer. Her legs shivering every few strokes of her hips. However, I have to take over. I need control.

I take off her bra, exposing her full breasts. Her nipples hard and pink. My arm locks Aelin in place and I turn as around. I lick one of her nipples.

Fuck, have I missed that feeling.

Her back arcs, wanting more. As one of my hands keep her other nipple occupied with caresses of her own, my mouth gets to work as I lick and kiss her breasts, sucking her soft skin as her moans and gasps begin to fill the room. I change to the other nipple. I can’t go another second without tasting the other one.

Aelin’s fingers dig into my back as her hips push against my body, asking for more. I pull away from her.

My fingers reach the bottom of her stomach, pushing my hand under the fabric of her panties, I stopped less than inch away from where she wants me to be.

“What am I going to find?” I asked her. “Are you wet or not?”

“I’m wet,” she answers.

“Hm,” I consider her answer as I looked down at the lower half of her body. I move my hand away and take her panties off.

“What are you thinking?” I asked her as I see a nervous smile appear on her face as I lower myself to her opening.

“I told you, Arsen, I’m all yours,” she answered.

I run my index finger across her lower lips and I begin to kiss her inner thigh. Her head presses against her mattress, her back arching as I start to massage her, drawing circles until her legs begin to shake and her stomach flexes preparing to orgasm. Wet and aching for more, I stop and push my fingers inside of her.

A loud moan ruptures from inside of her, followed by my name. I move my mouth to where my hand had been previously and as I move my fingers inside of her, I lick and suck her clitoris.