33. Alessia
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
ALESSIA
W hen I got out of the shower, Elsi and Caroline were both sitting on the bed, waiting for me. They told me that Astor was on his way here and that we needed to stay put unless we had security with us. Neither of them would tell me why and when I asked if it had anything to do with the man we saw earlier, they both looked away. I didn’t badger them because I was nursing a headache from hell and just wanted to sleep. I told them that I wanted to go home first thing in the morning and apologized to them for ruining the trip. They both were so freaked out by my fainting that they told me we could leave tonight if I wanted to.
“So…do you think you know him?” Elsi asks. We’re all cuddled in the bed together with some movie on that I truly wasn’t paying attention to. I’d been looking at the ceiling for the last fifteen minutes, willing myself to fall asleep.
“I don’t know, it felt like I did. The way he was looking at me, like he?—”
“Wanted to devour you. It was fucking creepy,” Caroline mumbles, as she scrolls through her phone. She sits up and gasps. “I found him! His name is Miles…Miles Raz.”
“Why does that name sound so familiar?” I ask. It bugs me that I know he has something to do with this big secret everyone is keeping from me. I shrug my shoulders. “What time did Astor say he’d be here?”
“I’m not sure, he just said that he was on his way. So, I assume in the next few hours,” Elsi says. I peek at the clock.
1:07 a.m .
“Sorry for fainting again...” I mumble and we all bust out in laughter.
“Just don’t do that shit on your wedding day,” Caro says and I nudge her.
Four days left…
“Wake up, malyshka .” I jump at Astor’s touch and he cradles me against his chest. I push against him and he holds me tighter. “Alessia, little devil, it’s me. Open your eyes.”
I groan and sink into his hold. “Sorry,” I mumble as he kisses my forehead, laying us back against the mattress.
“You fainted.”
“I fainted.”
“Why?”
“Because he was looking at me like he was undressing me, it creeped me out. I know him, don’t I?”
“Alessia…”
“Just tell me, Astor.”
“Yes. You know him.” I sit up and face him. He’s fully dressed despite the fact that the clock says that it's 4:00 a.m. I take in his face and can tell he’s tired and hasn’t slept. Which means that he got on a plane the second he heard about what happened. I also know that the murmurs I hear outside are way more than the two guards when I went to bed.
“Where’s Elsi and Caro?”
“I kicked them out.”
“Ast, you can’t just kick people out in the middle of the night.”
“I can when people come between me being with you. Come here.”
I open my mouth to argue and quickly shut it, because for the first time, I have nothing to say. When I woke up from my spell, all I wanted was Astor. I had only fainted twice, but each time he was there. He had quickly became my comfort and I needed him, whether I wanted to admit it or not.
I curl into his side and he entwines our fingers, bringing them to his lips to press a gentle kiss on each finger.
There’s a light knock on the door and Astor turns the light on before telling them to come in. My breath is taken away when I see Teagan striding in with his hands in his pockets staring at us, a small taint smile hovering his face.
“Teagan…what are you?—”
“Security swept this place up and down. If he was here, he’s gone. We checked the cameras and it’s definitely Miles. But it looks like he left after the…encounter.”
I stand up and walk over to him as I stare at him for what feels like an eternity. My mouth is dry; I can’t believe it’s him. He tucks my hair behind my ear and grins. “Hey, Lessia.”
I rush into his arms, hugging him so tight that he grunts. I haven’t seen him in two years. He, like Astor, shut me out six years ago, but he still would occasionally speak to me to wish me things like a Happy Birthday, Merry Christmas, and things like that. But then he left. I don’t have a clue where he went, but he left two years ago and he stopped reaching out. He was one of my closest friends. He was Astor’s friend first, so when he stopped talking to me, I assumed it was just because he was finally given an ultimatum. I knew that he and Astor still saw each other, but never me.
He wraps his arms around me and squeezes, Astor clears his throat and I laugh as Teagan rolls his eyes at him.
“Alright, T, let her go. You’ve been touching her for a little too long.” Teagan flips him the bird and I shake my head at them two.
“Anyway, I’ll keep the guards out front of the rooms and the two outside. Your father sent the jet, so it’ll be a quick flight back to New York. We can leave whenever you’re ready,” Teagan says to Astor before he looks back at me.
“When do you want to leave?” Astor asks me.
“He’s gone?” I ask, looking between them both. Teagan nods and I let out a sigh. “Well, this is supposed to be our bachelor and bachelorette parties, and we still had another day to celebrate. I think I’d like to stay...” Teagan nods, kisses my cheek, and walks out of the door. I swear I hear Astor growl behind me.
“Are you sure you want to stay, Alessia?” Astor asks, sitting on the bed. I turn to face him and give a small nod.
“Yes. I don’t want anyone thinking they have an ounce of power over me.”
I push his legs apart and stand between them, wrapping my arms around him. Even with him sitting, he’s still taller than me. He runs his hand up and down the back of my bare leg, yanking me closer to him.
“You haven’t slept, have you?” I question.
He shakes his head at me and I reach for his shirt, tugging it over his head.
“Do you want to sleep now?” I continue. He shakes his head again. He watches me as I sink to my knees in front of him, tugging on his pants. He lifts his hips and I yank them down, being sure to take his boxer briefs with them. His cock springs out and I can’t help the satisfying groan that comes out of my mouth when I see the head of it already covered with his precum. I run my tongue over it, tasting the saltiness of it before completely covering the tip with my mouth. Our eyes never leave each other’s as my head ascends and descends on his cock. I never knew giving head could be so enjoyable, but here I am on my knees, tears streaking my face while Astor brutally fucks my mouth. He’s no longer letting me take control. He has his hands in my hair, gripping my roots so tight that I wouldn’t be surprised if strands are wrapped in them. He’s pushing his cock further and further down my throat with each thrust, but I don’t back down; I take it.
“Fuck, malyshka . This fucking mouth.” I slurp and slurp until I feel his balls tense and jump. I know he’s about to come, and I’m so impatient for it that I grab his balls in my hand, tugging them. He lets out a gruntled groan and a second later, my mouth is filled with his cum. I’m overwhelmed with his taste and I swallow every drop of it.
He tucks my hair behind my ear and pulls me up to him, flipping us over onto the bed. He hovers over me and I run my tongue across my bottom lip, moaning at the remaining taste of him.
“Thanks for coming to get me,” I say as he lines his cock up with my entrance, sliding himself through my wetness.
“I’ll always come after you, little devil. Wrap those pretty fucking legs around me.”