Aria
My eyes linger on the door where Sebastian has just disappeared. I am trying to process what just happened, but it’s not something mere thoughts can translate. All I can think about is how badly I wanted him when he was standing here, and now that he’s gone, how badly I want him still.
He’s gone now, though. Only the scent of the deep woods and rain lingers in the air to remind me that he was there. That, and the feel of his warm touch on my skin. I can still feel all of the places where he touched me, where he kissed me, where I wanted him to touch me.
If he had been able to stay, if he had asked me, I would’ve given myself to him completely just now, like a moth pulled to a flame, knowing she will get burned, she will be consumed, but completely unable to say no
Sebastian“Sorry about earlier,” Dez says to me through the mind link as we are running through the forest, looking for the rogues that were allegedly spotted on the far western border of our territory. He hasn’t said anything about what he interrupted yet, and I don’t blame him. I wouldn’t want to talk about it either, if I were him. It was clear, as soon as I stepped out into the hallway with him, that he had interrupted something important, something that made me want to strangle him, even if it wasn’t his fault he’d had to come and get me. He was just doing his job, after all.“It’s okay,” I tell him, but that’s not really true. I’m still bitter about it. I’ve just accepted the fact that it really isn’t his fault, so I’m not mad at Dez. I’m
AriaI am sitting on my bed, rereading the last few letters I’ve received from my parents. It’s been a few days since I’ve gotten one. I hope I get another one soon. Mim comes out of the shower, drying her hair with a towel. I look up at her out of habit but quickly avert my eyes. I’m still not sure what to think about her reaction to Leah earlier. Part of me feels sorry for her because she’s had to switch partners again so quickly, but the rest of me is suspicious about how she feels about me.Mim sits down on her bed and starts brushing through her hair, humming a song. I suppose she must feel better, but I don’t say anything to her. I haven’t told her about what happened between Sebastian and I this afternoon, and now that she’s acting so different, I am pretty sure my original instinct n
AriaI decide not to go downstairs for breakfast the next morning. I’m not hungry. I’m afraid, if I do eat anything at all, my stomach will be so unsettled, I’ll be too nauseated to even make it down the stairs to Sebastian’s room.“Have a good day, sweetie,” Mim says as she heads out the door for breakfast. She gives me a look that I can’t quite read. I’m not sure if she’s nervous about having to spend the day with Leah again, excited about seeing Dez, or teasing me about the possibility of something happening with Sebastian again.“You, too,” I say, not sure how I feel about her going off to work with Leah. After her reaction to the girl the day before, I’m not if I should feel sorry for Mim--or for Leah.
SebastianMy entire body is on fire. The scent of vanilla and all things wonderful fills my lungs, and just the feel of her beneath my fingers is intoxicating far more than any amount of liquor could ever be. I want to devour her in a way that melds our two bodies and souls into one.I can’t allow myself to let that happen, though. Not now. Not yet. Aria is far too special for me to make her feel as if she is only a toy to me, something to be played with and then tossed away.When I pull away from her, it feels as if I am ripping adhesive from raw skin. It burns, deep to the bone.I tell her the truth. I want to treat her like a lady. I say exactly what I am thinking, not considering how old-fashioned it sounds. I tell her I want to woo her.
AriaCleaning Sebstian’s room is different now. It’s never been a difficult task, compared to what Mim is doing downstairs, but now, I feel like I have more ownership in what I’m doing. Everything I touch is his. Everything I clean or straighten, he has touched recently himself. I can smell his scent throughout the room. I can feel his essence in the items that belong to him, especially in the clothing he has recently worn, the bed he has just slept in, the pillow that smells like his cologne.It doesn’t take long for me to clean up. He is certainly a tidy person, especially for a man. I wonder if any of that has to do with me. Perhaps he is being cleaner than normal because he doesn’t want me to think he’s a mess.I do all of my regular cleaning and a
SebastianI sort of feel bad about taking two showers in one day now that I know that Aria is the one who is going to have to clean up after me. But… it’s been a long, stressful day, and I know I need a shower, so I take one anyway, doing my best to keep the space clean. No stray hairs, no standing water or gobs of conditioner on the shower floor. I hope she won’t mind too much in the morning….I can hardly believe she’s coming over for our first date. I can’t wait to see what Dez picked out for her. He pretended to be put out that I asked him to go shopping, but I know he likes that sort of thing more than most men. He always likes it when I tell him to pick something out for Mim, too.I get out of the shower and dry off, catching my reflection in the mir
SebastianTaking things slow seemed like the best option, the smartest thing to do, but now, with Aria here in my arms, her scent overwhelming, the feel of her body next to mine electrifying, I can’t seem to get myself to stop.She tastes so good. The feel of her tongue wrapped around mine as I hold her close. Inside of me, my wolf is awake, calling out to her wolf as the two of them long for one another just as I am pulled to Aria.My mouth pecks a trail across her jaw as I dip my head to find her neck. I kiss her softly at first, listening to the tiny moans she makes. Then, I begin to suck and lick, sliding closer to her collarbone. My mouth rests in that cradle of space where I will eventually mark her as my mate. Now would be the perfect time to do that, but I don’t. Not
AriaI didn’t intend for this to happen. When I left my room to come to Sebastian’s for our date, I had no idea we would become so entranced by one another that we would end up tangled amidst the covers and sheets on his bed. Yet, here we are, our bodies melding into one another as my head rests on his perfectly sculpted chest, his arm around me. Everything in the world seems perfect even though I am not usually the type of girl who takes this step so soon. I have no doubt that Sebastian is my fated match, so we may as well be together. I am worried about his father, though, and as I lie in his arms, his lips pressed sweetly to the top of my head, I have to wonder what will happen next.“How are you?” he asks me, his voice just a whisper.“Good,” I tell him.