Chapter 68
Ami opened her bedroom door, out of breath. “Hi.”
“Where did you disappear to?” Wynn asked, walking into her room as if it was his own.
Ami shut her bedroom door. “I thought you were having a night with the boys?”
“You naked, is enough to make any man change their mind,” Wynn said and pulled her against his body. His lips found hers, his hand found the hem of her shift and pulled it over her head, separating their lips for a split second. With her shirt off, Wynn’s hands slipped up her bare back to remove her bra but found that she was not wearing one. A chuckled escaped Wynn’s throat as he picked Ami up and slammed her to her bed. Wynn bit his lip, admiring her breast. ‘The perfect size,’ he thought and got onto the bed on his knees with his knees on either side of her legs, un-doing the button and zipper of her skinny jeans before pulling them off. “No underwear,” Wynn said.
“I left in a hurry,” Ami said, and for some reason she didn’t even feel shy being naked under his eyes.
Wynn pulled his t-shirt over his head with his eyes on hers that was on his body. Wynn liked her looking at him and wondered if she was thinking about Eero again, completely forgetting that his mind was open to hers.
“Well, now I am,” Ami said, frustrated.
“My bad,” Wynn chuckled. “Let me make you forget him,” Wynn said, taking off his pants.
“What, like compelling me?” Ami chuckled.
“No, silly,” Wynn chuckled and dropped his jocks to the ground making Ami lose her smile at his erection.
Wynn got serious and joined her on her bed, taking her leg and raising her foot to his lips, kissing the bridge making his way up her leg and traced his tongue from her thigh to her womanhood. To him her scent was so different than a lycan or any woman he has ever been with. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but her scent was refreshing; the kind of scent that lifted your mood. He has spent enough time around Ami to know that her scent was not unfamiliar but being fated to her must heighten it to him. The scent of her womanhood was a whole different story. It trapped him like an animal on a leash and it was pulling him closer. Wynn went into overdrive when he parted her lips and mouthed her clitoris, the taste of her sweet and enticing. Ami’s moans send him all the way over the edge and with her womanhood wet for the taking he could no longer hold back as his whole being wanted to be inside of her. ‘I will get back to the foreplay later,’ he thought as he brought his erection to her womanhood.
‘You better,’ Ami responded to his mind link. His eyes met hers as he slowly entered her, fighting every part of him not to lose it.
“Don’t hold back. Take me the way you want to,” Ami said, her voice filled with lust and desire.
Wynn had many women trough out his life in every imaginable way possible with no bars hold but with Ami he didn’t understand this side of himself. He wanted her hard and fast without mercy but at the same time he wanted her gentle and slow. He kissed her deep and hard, preparing her for what was to come and much to her surprise it exited her. Wynn put a bit of distance between their faces to look at her. He plated his fingers into hers and pinned her hand down. His other hand he used to support himself and was positioned just under her arm. Because Ami was linked to his mind she braced herself by wrapping her free hand around his muscled ripped arm. Wynn thrusted and paused, studying her face and the slight flinch in her eyes made him want to do it again and so he did. Wynn thrusted hard over and over without closing his eyes, keeping them on hers. He could see, feel and hear her mind and knew he had her close to climaxing.
Wynn stopped after a thrust and stayed inside of her and lowered his lips to hers, pressing his body against hers as he thrusted slow and gentle while kissing her. Wynn released her from the kiss when she started to climax to look at her eyes. Seeing her climax brought him to his own climax. They looked into each other’s eyes long after their climax has passed and it was as if nothing else mattered.
***
Michael got the dungeons and wondered what Katelina was doing there.
“Michael,” Katelina exclaimed, feeling caught red handed with her hand in the cookie jar.
“What are you doing here?” Michael questioned and wrapped his arm around, pulling her in for a kiss.
“What you want me to do,” Katelina said after the kiss.
Michael felt her kiss was a bit stiff and looked over at Paris and back at her.
“Can I go?” Katelina was quick to ask.
“Wait for me in my bedroom,” Michael said into her ear and licked it, making his intensions clear.
Katelina left without responding.
“Let me out,” Paris hissed.
“Not yet,” Michael chuckled and turn to leave.
“When?” Paris spat. “When Ann is in love with you?”
“Ann is already in love with me she just doesn’t know it yet,” Michael said with a smirk on his face.
“So, she has her memory back?” Paris questioned, not believing Michael as he felt she would seek him out.
“All in due time,” Michael said and left, eager to join Katelina in his room.
***
While Michael was making love to her, Katelina found herself wondering how it would be with Paris. ‘If I let him free, will he run away with me?’ Katelina’s mind trailed off with Michael on top of her.
“What is wrong? Are you mad at me for spending so much time with Ann?” Michael asked, feeling she was not taking part. “Kat,” Michael said a bit louder.
“Hu?” Katelina respond.
“What is going on? Are you mad at me?” Michael asked.
“No, not at all,” Katelina said and thrusted her hips under him.
“You are not here,” Michael pointed out and got off her and fell next to her.
“I am sorry. Must be all the time I am spending watching you with Ann and then there is the dungeons. I hate it there,” Katelina lied.
“You don’t have to go down there again. I am sorry for expecting that of you,” Michael said and rested on his elbow, looking at her.
“Are you sure?” Katelina questioned.
“Yes,” Michael said and leaned over to kiss her.
“I should get going. The girls must be wondering where I am,” Katelina said.
“Stay the night,” Michael requested and wrapped his arms around her.
“Another time?” Katelina said and pulled away from him with only one thought on her mind: Paris.
Katelina was relieved that Michael didn’t put up much of a fight and slipped away to the dungeons after dressing.
Without speaking, Katelina offered her palm to Paris when she arrived at the dungeons.
“What now?” Paris frowned.
“Just drink,” Katelina urged him.
‘Will you run away with me?’ Paris saw in Katelina’s mind while drinking her blood and let go of her palm.
Paris looked at her in shock and considered it for a moment.
Katelina shoved her palm towards his mouth, and he took her palm again.
‘Ann moved on and for the rest of her life, she will always belong to Michael,’ Katelina told him while showing Paris just how easily Ann moved on.
Paris let go of her and looked over at Torvald and back at Katelina.
“What is it going to be? I am leaving with or without you,” Katelina said, no longer caring if Torvald hears or not.
“How do I get out of here?” Paris questioned, wondering what Katelina’s plan was.
Katelina took the key to Paris cell out of her pocket with a smile and unlocked his cell while Torvald looked on.
Katelina took Paris hand and sped off with him but instead of going out of the dungeons they went into the dungeons, through the door, down a passage with a spiral staircase going down and then going up one again that was twice the height of the one that went down. Paris knew exactly where they were going as he had obviously been in the tower before, but he wondered how she planned to leave the tower.
His mind got put at ease when they walked into the room where the actual tower ended, one that had an opening at the end where the sun or the moon fit perfectly over at certain times.
Katelina went first and jumped up the tower and jumped from side to side. Paris followed her lead and soon they found themselves on the roof, the actual tower disappearing out of sight.
“I forgot something,” Katelina said. “I will be right back.”
Katelina disappeared, and moments later, she returned.
“What did you forget?” Paris questioned, looking at her empty hands.
“Don’t worry about it,” Katelina said and grabbed Paris’s hand before speeding off.
