Chapter 26

“If you get up, I will keep making love to you all night.”
My whole body was still when he said that. My heart thumped loudly inside my rib cage. He pulled my numb, still body back to my warm, bare chest. My face flushed, feeling his bare skin on mine. I was wearing a thin camel without a bra. My breasts have started to become tender, and I can't withstand the pain of bras on them at night. His warm breath fanned over my back and my shoulder. He started to press his wet lips all over the exposed skin of my back. I felt goosebumps all over my body when he did. I was still mad at him. The fight we had before he left was still fresh in my eyes. After he left, I kept crying during bathroom floor hours. I felt so weak and powerless. Only I know that I dragged myself to bed. He took a deep breath in my scent and then nuzzled his face in my hair. He moved my head and then pressed a kiss on the back of my neck with his wet lips. I shivered when he did that. I once tried to move away to make distance when he growled in protest.
“Do you want me to make love to you all night?” he threatened me in his dark Alpha voice, and my wolf purred in happiness. His wolf was on the surface. He was trying so hard to control himself and not give in. I could tell after hearing a restraint in her voice. If I pull away from him, he will lose it and forget what he said to me. My face flushed even thinking of him making love to me all night. He is a beast in bed. His wolf takes full control of himself when he makes love to me. You keep his cock inside me all night and fuck me even after the sun has set. I felt a tingling sensation between my legs, even at the memory of our ungrateful night. I took a deep breath to calm down my wildly beating heart. His hand, which was below my breast, moved slightly up, and my heart jolted up in surprise.
“I can smell your arousal, my Roslyn,” he said darkly, making my heart almost jump out of my body. I know he can't because he has strong senses. He is the most ruthless and powerful Alpha.
“I want you so bad too,” he whispered so possessively in my ear, making my breath hitch. What is he doing to me? He is making me so confused with his actions. He was on edge; I could tell it. If he wanted, he could easily take me, but I found him restarting himself. Restrain his wolf from taking me as ruthlessly as he likes. But his touch was soft and caring. Why was he behaving like this? I just couldn't get it. My head felt so heavy. I wanted to get out of bed at this instance, but I also liked the way he was holding me to his head. I could feel the loud thumping of his head on my back. He was holding me as if I were to run away. As if I were his most treasured treasurer. My throat wetted at that thought. My head refused to accept these things, but that is what his actions tell me. I was tired of trying to get away. I was so tired that I even lifted my finger. I wanted to go to sleep. I wanted to have a good rest, and the way my body relaxed in his arms made me wish the morning never came.
“Sleep, Roslyn,” he whispered in my ear in the same voice, feeling my turmoil through the mate bond. My body was waiting for his command. I succumbed to this nearness. I succumbed to his soft yet possessive touch. I took a deep breath in his scent, closed my eyes, and fell asleep in his arms. His alluring scent soothed my nerves, pushing me deeper into deep slumber. I slept in his arms like a baby. Next, I woke up because of the sun's rays falling on my face. I tried to move, but then I felt a heavy weight on my chest. I opened my eyes and looked down to find his head on my chest. His face was buried in my bosom, and my body was interwoven with him. My face flushed with rest. When did we come so close in our sleep? A big lump formed at the base of my throat. The air around us was still filled with sexual tension. The sensation in between my legs was still there. I tried to get up when he nuzzled his face more into my breast.
“Sleep more. It's still early in the morning,” he whispered huskily, sending chills down my spine first thing in the morning. He pressed his lips on the exposed skin of the upper breast and went back to sleep. My heart was beating fast, but I ended up falling asleep in his arms. When I next opened my eyes, I was still in the same position. He was not letting me go, but this time I managed to escape to the bathroom from his hold. I did my morning business, but when I came out, I found no one in the bedroom. He must have left. I exhale deeply. I decided to take a bath. I wanted to take a bath with my hurt arm. It made me wince in pain, even if I moved it slightly. I wanted to dry myself off, but I was finding it hard to do so. The maid must have come to clean the house. I should call her; she would help me.
"Rina,” I called my maid from my bathroom to help me dry off. After a second call, the door to the bathroom opened. I was standing with a fluffy white towel around me.
“Thank you; you are here. Please help me dry my hair and back,” I requested without looking back. I was busily securing my towel to my chest. I felt her taking the towel, but when she left me, my eyes widened in recognition. I immediately turned while holding the front of my towel.
“What are you doing here?” I asked when his grey orbs moved all over my body. They lingered on my bare legs more than needed. He took a deep breath, and before I could say anything, he lifted me into his arms, making my heart jump out of my chest.
"Mason.” I gasped at his abrupt action. My face was flashing red. He took me to the vanity and made me sit on it.
“What are you doing?” I shuttered with a frown when he tried to take the towel from my hand. He once again took a deep breath, as if to control himself. My mouth went dry when he looked like that at me. He brought his face near mine, making my breath hitch.
“Let me help you.”
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