Chapter 82

**Arsen POV**

She comes undone, her walls pressing on my fingers, her legs shaking as she calls out my name. I pull my fingers out and shove them into my mouth, tasting her wetness once again, knowing I am about to abuse it.

I pull my underwear down, showcasing the erection that I had been hiding. My penis ached to be inside of her, it begged me to fuck her long and hard. Aelin’s eyes as she eyed my boner told me a similar story.

“Can I go on top?” She asked, her voice raspy and agitated.

I looked her up and down, not knowing what I preferred most, but since she wanted to, I accepted.

“You can,” I allowed her, she smiled at me.

I moved back to use the pillows to hoist my head up to see her better. Aelin’s hand got a hold of my boner and began moving up and down, without hurrying the movement. Aelin’s face got closer to my erection and I saw exactly where she was going.

I wanted to be fully emerged in her and I didn’t want her to end this in a blow job regardless of how turned on I was by the idea.

“Aelin,” I warned her.

“It’s merely prepping to what it is to come,” she told me excited.

I didn’t trust a single word that left her mouth but at the same time, I had it bad for Aelin and her excited voice made of me a fool.

“Go on,” I allowed.

Aelin’s mouth descended towards my tip and she began licking my tip, savoring my pre-cum as she drew circles with her tongue. She run her tongue along my length before then shoving me into her mouth. Along with her hand, she began moving up and down. Introducing me to a new type of heaven.

I groaned, “fuck, Aelin.”

I didn’t want her to stop, but at the same time, I needed her to. Because I needed something more than to just get off.

“Aelin,” I called her as firm as I could given the situation.

She gave me a full long stroke, lowering her mouth from the base all the way to the tip and then smiled at me innocently.

“You’re very impatient,” she complains, as she moves one leg to the other side of my body, her sex right on top of my erection.

She grabs it with her hand and keeping it in place she lowers herself onto it. Pushing her walls, I enter her and she descends to the bottom slowly, I slowly part her, her walls pushing against me, welcoming me with her wetness.

Warm and wet, she groans as she gets to the bottom. My hands fall onto her hips, holding her in place.

“Wait,” she speaks. I loosen completely my hold of her. “Don’t move. Let me get used to it for a second.”

“All the time you need,” I answer.

She begins rocking slowly her hips back and forth. Her face relaxes and she angles her body closer to mine.

“I’ll give you a hand,” I offer.

I place my hand on her clit, but due to the angle, it’s difficult for me to access it.

“Aelin, move back,” I instructed her. “Put your hands on my thighs.”

She follows my instructions.

“Now, move,” I told her.

Her hips began moving back and forwards as I drew circles with my thumb. Her rocking became more and more aggressive until I knew she was more than ready. Without having to say a word, Aelin stopped and looked at me with a determined look.

She lowered onto my body and kissed me, she then began bouncing on her knees up and down.

***

Aelin’s head was resting on my chest. We were supposed to leave today about an hour ago, but it could wait. I needed this with Aelin. My wolf doesn’t work without her. I needed her in ways she didn’t comprehend. But, to her defense, I don’t think anyone apart from the Moon could comprehend either.

Aelin kept my monsters at bay. She lifted a weight off my back and had me breathe again. She had that effect in me and all these months and specially these past few days have been torture for me. I may be a selfish bastard but the one thing in this life that I am sure about is that Aelin won’t be leaving me. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.

Carso already left me. He left me alone, leaving behind a teenager with anger issues in charge of an entire pack that had just now decided that they liked me. My views on my pack probably differed from many Alphas. The feeling of appreciation and care that I have for my pack wasn’t a natural reaction from me. I slowly grew it out, a mixture of forcing myself to, since it is my job, and changing the pack to something I can be proud of. My parents and probably most of the previous generations of Alphas and Lunas made of this pack a living misery. Too obsessed in being strong and tough.

While I had began changing things, I knew Aelin would signify the start of the change. The Moon knows what she does, in curious ways, but she does, and I know she sees the same things that I see. A broken, yet strong pack that needs someone, my dear Aelin, to tend to its wounded. Wounded that like me, for so long, have been hiding all of their ugly scars to the world.

I cupped her head and massaged her scalp softly. Listening to her controlled and slow breath. Music to my ears. She struggled against me. I let go of her letting her move freely. She moves up, puts her head in the nook of my neck, and wrapped her arms around me. She stretched her legs out, almost as if trying to cover my body with her tiny one. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

She sighed.

“Let’s never do that ever again,” she said.

“Have sex?”

She giggled. “No, dummie. Fight. Or, be away from each other. Or,-.”

“Reject our lovely mate?”

“Yes, that too.” She said as she kissed my neck softly.

“That’d be nice.”

“Mhm,” she agreed.

We stayed in silent for a while. I was happy with the silence, unless she wanted to talk, I didn’t want to disrupt such a peaceful moment.

“What were we supposed to do today?” She asked.

“Leave for the capital,” I answered.

She straightened her back and looked at me, “oh, shit, you’re right.”

“It’s okay though,” I answered, caressing her skin with my fingertips, “we can leave after lunch.”

“You sure?”

“When am I not?”

“You’re so full of yourself.”

“You love me.”

“I do,” she said and placed her head back onto my chest.