Chapter 13 - Lila #2
And the moment he lifts me, carrying me toward the bedroom with a kiss—it feels like a plea, an apology, and a claim wrapped in one.
It’s everything I shouldn’t want, but I don’t stop. I don’t even consider it.
Caleb makes quick work of the distance, bringing us to the bedroom in what feels like a blur of movement.
My breath catches as I’m pressed back against the wall, and his lips are on my neck, making my eyes flutter shut. His body presses against mine, letting me feel just how badly he needs this.
It’s overwhelming, clouding my judgment and making me focus on nothing but this moment. On the way, his hands roam my body while he mouths at my neck and shoulder.
The smallest voice in the back of my head tells me to stop this. To pull back and remember everything from before. But the bond is louder. The tether is practically on fire, begging to be nurtured, and begging not to be ignored a second longer.
I want to believe I’m stronger than my urges, but I’m not.
We’re all hands, heat, and labored breathing as Caleb keeps me pressed against the door before he pulls me away from it, aiming for the bed. His lips are on mine again the rest of the way, hardly letting either of us breathe while I’m lying across the sheets.
My head spins as he deepens the kiss, surrounding me so completely like he can’t stand the thought of letting me get away, or of ever stopping. All I can think of is him, and the way his mouth claims as much as it offers me bliss.
“Tell me you want this,” Caleb rasps against my lips, fingers just barely slipping beneath my top like he can’t help himself. “Tell me I’m not the only one losing my mind.”
Before I can think twice, the words are escaping my mouth, sealing my fate.
“I want it… I want you.”
He pulls back just enough to look down at me, eyes nearly turning black with lust, making him look impossibly attractive, as if he wasn’t already before.
His eyes rove over my face, making me feel so exposed and vulnerable, yet seen all at once.
Then, something in him cracks. Like a switch has been hit, and he’s prepared to succumb to the beast inside him.
And even if I never intended to give in to it myself, I’m just as ready.
Caleb kisses me harder, pouring everything into it without restraint. His hands move more deliberately, pushing my shirt up to expose more of my skin.
Instinctively, I want to shrink within myself and to hide away. But Caleb doesn’t give me the chance to.
Not while he kisses along my stomach, unfazed by the parts of myself that usually bring me embarrassment.
His hands move up as he does, moving fabric and absorbing himself in every inch of skin he comes across. He does it all without hesitation, making my head spin.
“You’ve been driving me crazy ever since the ceremony,” Caleb confesses, easing my bra down while his lips reach my neck and he cups my breast greedily. He suppresses his satisfaction as best as he can, but that low vibration reaches me anyway. “I don’t know how I resisted you this long.”
His full, undivided attention on me, sending ripples of pleasure through my body, stops all thoughts from forming in my mind. My skin feels hot, overloading my senses in a way only he ever has.
Caleb groans as he reaches my lips again, pawing at my chest like it’s the only thing grounding him in the moment.
My hands go on autopilot, reaching for him and feeling the muscled planes of his body as that greed fills me.
At once, we’re a mess of hands and limbs, pulling at clothes like we’re possessed. Piece by piece, we’re both stripped down, and the very second I see his tanned skin in the low light, everything in me screams to have more. To take until I can’t anymore.
Completely exposed beneath him, I feel his gaze on me, but there isn’t a flicker of judgment or hesitation in his eyes. Just a quiet reverence, as if returning to something he never thought he would.
He lets go of a shaky breath, leaning in until his forehead presses against mine, body fitting against mine so perfectly. Even the brush of his skin against mine sets my nerves on fire.
“Lila… this is your last chance to back out. To pull away from this,” he says, voice more like a rasp while he struggles to hold back. But even as he waits for my response, his hands idly move along my hips and waist, making me shiver. “Say the words and I will.”
“No,” I’m saying before I can think my way out of it, hands gliding up his back, reacquainting myself with the body I still craved even after everything. “Don’t you dare stop now.”
Caleb seems almost surprised by the demand, but he doesn’t question it. Instead, he captures my mouth again before sliding his hand between our bodies until he reaches the apex of my thighs.
“Then I won’t hold back…”
The prospect makes me shudder the second he brushes against my heat, making me flinch from the sudden spark of pleasure it brings me.
I feel his grin against my lips, and something about it only further stokes the flames of my need for him. Without needing to be told, I part my legs further.
Caleb almost growls against my lips in response, running his fingertips along my need, surely finding me more than ready for him. Through his exploration, he barely muffles his sounds, sounding far too pleased.
I ease into the mattress, gripping the sheets while I take in every spark and every wave, lower belly already tightening.
I get so lost in the sensations that I don’t realize just how far gone Caleb already is, until he’s gradually moving a finger inside me, struggling to keep his moans to himself as if the pleasure is all his instead.
Even before, I never saw this side of him. The almost animalistic need to have this, and to finally sate the urges.
“I’m sorry,” Caleb whispers against my lips before withdrawing his hand and moving it to grip my hip. He settles himself between my legs like he’s barely hanging on to what remains of his sanity. He kisses my neck again, face pressed against my skin. “I can’t help myself… not anymore.”
The raw need in his voice is almost enough to send me over the edge, but as he presses against me, my breath catches.
With a careful yet decisive push forward, Caleb slides inside me.
Bright light blooms behind my eyes at the insertion, and at the same time, we both gasp.
It’s as if the right pieces have fallen into place, and we’ve finally lit the fuse. While the bond was in place before, this is different. So, so different.
Everything in me hums, invigorating and overwhelming at once.
Caleb groans, hips jolting forward from the impact, pulling a moan unbidden from me.
I’ve never seen him so far gone before, like his inner wolf has taken over completely.
And if I’m honest, I think it has.
With his face buried in my neck, lips nipping and kissing occasionally, he pants against my skin and starts to move. His thrusts are shallow and slow at first, but the longer he keeps it up, the more animalistic he sounds.
It’s all he can do to keep going, to bring us both the pleasure we crave.
I try to muffle my own moans, but it’s an impossible feat with the way he thrusts into me like he’s high on this. Just as overwhelmed as I am.
The deeper he takes me, the harder it is to focus on anything other than the sheer bliss of this. In the way his body seems magnetized to mine, chasing after every flare of pleasure regardless of what it takes.
My fingers dig into his back as I surrender to the blazing heat, doing everything I can to hang on.
Caleb’s words are incoherent before long, so lost that I don’t think even I could pull him out of it. He ruts into me like an animal in heat, and as terrifying as it should be, I need it. And I don’t want him to stop.
By the time we’re both moaning and panting into the other’s neck, I feel the pleasure coiling inside me, tightening further through the haze.
The bond almost feels alive as I’m pushed closer and closer to the edge, humming louder like an explosive preparing to detonate.
And the moment my sounds cut off and my whole body clenches, it does.
Blinding light erupts inside me, whether from my heart or my head, I can’t tell. But the rush of it feels like liquid ecstasy, showering me in sensations I’ve never felt before.
It’s so intense that I hardly catch as Caleb grunts into my neck and chases right after me, holding on to me through the waves of his own release.
For a long while, it’s nothing but bliss. Only warm, dizzying satisfaction.
We stay like that for a long moment as Caleb relaxes above me, careful not to crush me beneath him.
His presence is enough to anchor me through the disorienting feelings that linger, making me forget about everything else.
But even if my inner wolf finally feels appeased, quiet little reminders trickle in around the edges, trying to force clarity over me.
Trying to point out what I just did, and how it wasn’t ever supposed to happen again.
But here I am, under him and too blissed out to give it any more thought.