Chapter 168: Chapter 168
Elara POV
I look Mason up and down. His long hair tousled perfectly, his chiselled face arranged in a gentle expression, his big arms flexing as he picks up the piles of dishes. He looks perfect. I bite my lip, turn around and walk to my room.
“Hey,” Axel says as I enter the room. “The kids are asleep, but I’m afraid there’s not much hot water left for a shower. The solar geyser isn’t so big.”
“It’s fine,” I smile, avoiding eye contact. “I don’t mind a cold shower.”
Honestly, I need one. My hormones are strangely on alert, and I cannot explain it. I am not due for a heat cycle.
I step into the bathroom and peel off my clothes piece by piece. I turn on the water and step inside, gasping when the cold water hits me against my chest. However, it does not bring much relief. My insides are tightened, and my core is pulsing.
I let my hand travel down between my legs, imagining my touch was his, like the time when I was taking a bath in Constantine.
The door opens, and Kane’s silhouette appears in front of the glass shower door. He steps inside, sees what I am doing, and without a word, his lips claim mine, not bothering to be gentle, and I welcome it. His hands are all over me, his erection pressing into my aching belly.
“Kane, wait,” I say, pulling back. “I have something to tell you first.”
“You can tell me anything you want,” his voice is a low rumble.
“Goddess, it’s so embarrassing,” I grunt, resting my hands on his shoulders. Honestly, nothing good can come from my confession, and I do not have to tell him, but I do not want to lie to my mates.
Kane POV
“What is it?” I ask, concerned.
“I ... I don’t know how to explain it,” she says, avoiding eye contact. “But ... uhm, it’s Mason. I’m ... I’m attracted to him. It was sudden, and I can’t explain it, but ...”
I was not prepared for this. I am boiling with anger, but Elara looks so devastated, so confused and scared that I decide to hide it from her. She will interpret my anger towards Mason as anger towards her, and I only want to support and help her.
“It’s okay,” I silence her rant, kissing her gently. “We saw a side of him tonight we haven’t seen before. Hell, I’m even starting to like him.”
“I’m sorry,” she mutters.
“You don’t need to apologise,” I kiss her slowly, drinking her in, savouring the taste of her. My hands wander down to her nipples, massaging them until they are stiff and swollen.
“I’m here, and I’ll help you,” I say, moving my mouth down to them, licking and sucking them while Elara’s head falls back and a gasp escapes her lips. My lips trail back up her body, tracing kisses up her chest, then along her jaw, until my lips are brushing her ear.
Everything about her is perfect. Her flawless, creamy skin, her full breasts, her rounded ass. I cannot get enough.
“Kane,” she moans hungrily, and I am relieved that she is calling my name and not Mason’s. Her hormones might be scrambled, but at least her mind is clear.
I growl and take her by the shoulders, spinning her around so her back is facing me, and then slipping my arms around her waist. I groan at the feeling of my hard erection pressing against her ass. I let my hands move farther down her stomach, teasing her tight bud with slow, gentle strokes.
She clings to my hips and leans her head back onto my chest, her breathing fast and ragged. I lower myself down, guiding my erection so it slides through her slick folds and teases against her entrance.
“Oh, Kane,” she moans, and I press her up against the wall of the shower and slide inside her with ease. I cling to her hips and push myself inside her, forcing a sharp cry from her lips.
“Yes,” she breathes desperately, and my wolf responds eagerly.
I thrust deeper and harder, her walls squeezing around me, making my erection twitch inside her. She is taking me to the edge again and again, and judging by the way she is shaking, she is right there with me.
I pull out and flip her around to face me again. I need to see her face, to taste her mouth on mine. I rest my tip against her entrance, teasing her again before I slam my cock into her again, and she cries out as I fill her up with every inch of me, hitting her sweet spot again and again. Her walls contract around me tightly, and I can feel that she is unravelling.
“I love you, Elara,” I purr.
She cries out, spasming around my shaft while I thrust inside her once more. A growling moan rips from my chest as I come inside her, harder than I have ever before.
I nuzzle my face into her neck as my canines break through my gums. It is everything being here with her, but still, I want more. I want to sink my teeth into her, to claim her as mine forever.
But that is something Axel and I must do together. And something she must agree to. For too long, people have been ordering her around. She deserves to choose her life.
I nip at her neck lightly, not breaking the skin, and she moans in protest when I pull away.
“Come on,” I close the taps, grab a towel, and wrap it around her before I scoop her up in my arms. “Axel’s going to be so jealous that he missed the shower.”
“Hmm,” she sighs contentedly in my arms, and I carry her into the bedroom.
“You know what,” I say, looking at the fireplace. “It’s much more romantic here than the cold shower.”
“Really?” Elara looks at me with a devilish smile. “How about we test that theory?”
“I think it’s Axel’s turn,” I smile, kissing her softly before laying her down.
“I would love to,” Axel replies, and climbs onto the bed beside Elara.
“I need a glass of water,” I say, putting on pants. “I’ll be back later.”
I do not wait for a reply. I turned around and left. It is time for Mason and me to have a conversation.
