Chapter 41

Chapter 41
AIDEN
Yara’s body was unbelievably soft.
Seriously, it was like she was made out of clouds and silk. And she was wickedly wonderful too… I just couldn’t get enough.
“Aiden!” She cried, gripping my forearm as I increased my pace a bit, slamming into her from behind.
She’d only woken up a couple of minutes ago—I’d woken up half an hour earlier and just watched her sleep—and she’d said something about the council meetings I wanted her to start sitting in on, but I couldn’t exactly focus. Not when I knew she was naked beneath the comforter. Not when the noises she made for me last night still rang in my ears. And before I knew it, I was on top of her, pinning her to the bed and kissing her senseless.
She was flat on her stomach now, one knee pulled up at an angle to open her up for me, and she was so fucking pliant—letting me shift her exactly how I wanted. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, kissing the mark I’d left on her last night while listening to the breathless noises she made beneath me.
Goddess, last night… I’d woken up twice in the middle of the night, thinking it had just been a dream, but her sleeping form against me got rid of those thoughts. She was so perfect. So here. So mine. Anyone that thought they could change that was going to eat my fucking fist.
“Aiden, Aiden.” She was chanting my name like a prayer now as I delivered deep, heavy strokes into her wet heat. She was tight—so fucking tight—and every single time I slammed into her, her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my cock in a grip that nearly had me seeing stars.
Another clench and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pounded into her relentlessly, the wet, slapping sound of our skin meeting filling the room.
I needed to feel more of her. I needed to completely consume her.
I reached around her torso and pulled her hips off the bed, angling her body perfectly to receive my cock. The friction was nearly blinding, and I drove into her over and over, bottoming out against her until she was screaming into the pillows.
“Aiden. Aiden! You said… council meeting… You said there was a council meeting this morning.”
…Did I? I honestly didn’t know. All I knew right now was how she felt under my body, around my cock.
“Fuck the council meeting,” I bit out as she began to shake, her walls twitching so violently against my cock that it was torture to stay inside her without coming. Finally, she came undone. She arched her back, her body locked in the throes of an orgasm that convulsed around my cock like a vice.
I slipped my hand underneath her trembling body, cupping the heavy weight of her breast and twisting the nipple, earning a strangled cry. Then I slid my hand down between her wet thighs. My thumb found her swollen clit, and I rubbed it relentlessly without losing the rhythm of my thrusts.
“Oh God! Aiden. Please,” she cried before I gently grabbed her jaw, turning her head to the side and tilting her face up so I could crush my mouth to hers in a messy and frantic kiss.
Moments later, the pressure in my gut snapped, and I growled against her lips as I slammed into her one last time. My vision went dark for a moment, my cock firing my release into her clenching heat. “Fuck… Fuck, Yara.” I stayed buried deep within her, my chest heaving against her back as my pulse thundered in my ears, holding her pinned to the bed until I’d completely emptied myself in her.
The thought of her becoming round with my child suddenly flashed through my mind, and the corners of my mouth turned up. It didn’t have to be soon, but I really wanted to build a family with her. One that definitely wouldn’t be fucked up like mine was.
“You’re heavy,” she mumbled, and my smile widened before I pulled out and moved off her, but still stayed right next to her. I wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes as we stared at each other, before dragging my thumb across her bottom lip.
When she gently bit me, I grinned.
“You’re everything,” I said, and she took a deep breath before my gaze drifted to the mark I’d left in the curve of her neck. “You should mark me.”
She furrowed her brows and when I gestured at the mark on her, she muttered an oh. Then I realized she didn’t know what a mark was, and I’d just done it out of nowhere last night.
Shit. “I’m sorry for doing that without letting you know first,” I said, frowning at myself, and she shrugged.
“It’s fine. It only surprised me a bit. Do I really have to bite you too?”
“You don’t want everyone to know I’m yours?”
“Everyone already knows that.”
Not all of them were willing to accept it though.
“Some of them seem to be…” I trailed off as she shifted onto her side, so her front faced me, and my gaze wandered over her body. Damn. I wet my lips while my cock twitched. “...visual learners.”
She didn’t say anything in response, and when I finally dragged my gaze back to hers, she was staring at me with narrowed eyes. “...You’re not going to let me get out of this bed, are you?”
“Is it that obvious?” I hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her closer.
“You’re insane.”
“Certifiably,” I muttered against her lips, and she laughed before I kissed her. The kiss deepened, slow and sweet, as I pulled her beneath me, shifting until I settled right between her legs. 
The moment she felt me rest against her pussy, my skin sliding easily against her slickness which made my cock throb, she broke the kiss. “What time is the council meeting, Aiden?”
I frowned, moving my head down to nip at her neck. “I think it’s ten.” I wasn’t sure. A time hadn’t actually been set, and there wasn’t meant to be a meeting today in the first place—but someone had died yesterday—so one would definitely hold. Damien had probably already texted me about it.
“You think?” Yara asked, amused.
“It’s ten.” I wanted to sink into her.
She moved, reaching for the nightstand, and I pulled my head back to watch her as she checked her phone’s screen. The time was 7:03 AM. “We still have some time then” she said, settling back on the bed, and I grinned at my interpretation of that before tipping my head to the side.
“Do you want to come with me?”
She drew her bottom lip between her teeth. “I can, right?”
“You can do whatever you want,” I replied, leaning down to resume trailing kisses over her skin.
“I can smack the hell out of Estelle?”
I paused and lifted my gaze back to hers, confused.
“She tried to lure me into the forest. She sent two women to ask me to join them for a group run yesterday evening,” she explained, looking completely unbothered, and my brows snapped together.
“What?”
“She also said I was going to taint your bloodline.” She averted her gaze from mine as she said that while I scowled. “And she called me a falsefang… whatever that means.”
Anger swept over me and I gritted my teeth. If Alex and Estelle weren’t going to respect themselves, then neither will I because what the fuck?!
I took a deep breath and pressed my lips to the edge of her mouth. “That won’t happen again. I’m sorry. I kissed the other edge. “I’m sorry.” Her lips. “I’m sorry.” Her jaw. “I’m sorry.” Her throat. “I’m so—”
“I get it,” she said with a laugh. “Besides, you shouldn’t be apologizing for someone else’s actions.”
I absolutely should because it was my fault they felt like they could do anything they wanted.
Heaving a sigh, my gaze drifted down Yara’s wickedly wonderful body beneath me. “...Can I apologize some more though?”
“Insane,” she said, shaking her head just before her stomach growled.
Oh. She hadn’t had dinner last night. I’d brought her to her room right after we got home, and we hadn’t left it since then. Did she even have lunch?
The fact that we were meant to have breakfast with Vernon came to mind the next moment, and my brows shot up.
“Ah. We’re having breakfast with Vernon,” I said and she muttered an okay. When I still hadn’t gotten off her moments later, she snorted.
“You’re going to have to let go of me at some point.”
I frowned. “Never.”
“Okay, okay, you are going to have to let me eat at some point,” she said, and I set my mouth in a hard line before glancing down at her body again. Then I exhaled in a rush and rolled off her.