Jason dragged himself away from her, as hard as it was, and let her have some space. It had taken all of his willpower to restrain himself when he saw her blushing and all wound up like that, so close to him, but he was wary of spooking her and driving her away.
He sighed, opting for a cool shower himself, to help him think. They needed to start making some plans today, preferably while she slept. He didn't want her to see into that part of their world just yet, that kind of thing would send any sane person running.After he'd washed and dressed again, his head clearer, and he went downstairs to find his brothers sitting at a table out by the pool, talking quietly. They looked up when he came out, Mikael raising a questioning eyebrow.Jason nodded, "She's fine," he took a seat next to them, pulling it up to the table, "doesn't like feeling stuck here, but I convinced her to wait until tomorrow." Lukas stared at him, "She's not really going back to thatShe twisted her fingers tighter in his thick, dark hair, moaning softly as he kissed her with a fiery passion. Damn, he tasted incredible, and she couldn't get enough. As she felt her heat growing inside her, he suddenly lifted his head, a sense of disappointment filling her. But he wasn't stopping, he stepped back, carrying her with him over to the bed. She held on with her arms and her legs wrapped around him, her mind feeling clouded with arousal. Laying her down gently, he leaned over her, pulling his shirt over his head before he kissed her again. Her hands wandered over his thickly muscled shoulders, loving the feel of them, and his strong, powerful body on top of hers. She lifted her knees either side of him, eager to feel him through the thin fabric of her underwear, and he didn't disappoint. He reached down to undo his belt and jeans, pushing them off with one hand while easily supporting himself with the other, his lips on hers again. When he
Jason held her close to him as her breathing slowed and she drifted peacefully into sleep. He smiled, breathing her in. She was perfect, and this was perfect, her laying here in his arms. He didn't want it to end. He stayed with her a while, but slowly felt his restlessness building. They really needed to get everything planned and ready. Sighing softly, he slowly unwound his arms from her, careful not to wake her. Placing a soft kiss on her cheek, he pulled the covers up around her, making sure she was warm, then got up and pulled his jeans and shirt back on, quietly heading back downstairs. Lukas was in the lounge with his laptop, and he looked up, raising an eyebrow as Jason came in. He shrugged, "She was spooked, but we.. talked," he said awkwardly, "She's asleep." Lukas smirked, "Sounded like a good talk," he said, amused. Jason grinned, the three of them could never keep anything from one another, not after all this time. "You think she'll still run?" Lukas
His kisses made her feel so breathless, amongst other things, and this one was no different. He was so hard to resist, and some part of her felt like she needed him, but that was just as terrifying as the man himself could be. She shouldn't need anyone, especially not someone who.. She tensed as she thought of the conversation she'd overheard earlier, and he sensed it, lifting his head and looking into her eyes. 'Shit,' she thought, as he studied her. She'd hoped to get him to let his guard down enough to trust her to leave. That was why she hadn't argued this time, when he said they'd get her things. Maybe if she seemed less desperate to get out of here, letting them take on the saviour role they seemed so intent on, they'd be more willing to allow her to leave, thinking she'd come back. "What's wrong?" he asked, looking concerned, and her mind raced, trying to think of something to say that would put him at ease again. "I.. just.." she stammered nervo
"No." His voice had a sharp edge to it that made her eyes open again, "Not okay. Start talking." Annoyance flashed on her face, "No," she retorted, looking away again, "It's none of your business, anyway." She tried to push him back, but he held his ground, and her back to the door. Shoving harder, she tried again, "Get off me!" her voice cracked as she said it, and she refused to meet his gaze. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them either side of her, "Look at me," he growled, but she didn't, so he released one, grabbing her chin and tilting her face towards him, and clearly saw the tears in her eyes. "What happened?" he asked again, his voice softer now, but she just shook her head. He dropped his hands and stepped back, releasing her, and she stared up at him a moment before she moved, quickly opening the door and leaving his room. He heard the door to her room shut hard and he swore under his breath, but didn't follow. She clearly wasn't ready to let him in.
Ashallia left the kitchen feeling awkward after Jason's apology. He'd sounded genuine, but why would he feel protective of her? He didn't even know the first thing about her. And yet.. she didn't know the first thing about him either, and somehow felt inexplicably drawn to him. Was it the same for him? Was that all it took to make him feel like that?She headed back upstairs, wanting both physical- and head-space. As she shut her door, her phone chimed and she frowned. She'd turned the group chat notifications off, who was trying to message her?Grabbing her phone, she lay on the bed, noticing a bunch of message from Pete, and one from Dane. 'Shit, I forgot to call in sick,' she thought, sending Pete an apology. She hoped he wouldn't be too caught out by her not turning up for her shift. Opening Dane's, she felt a pang of guilt, "Where are you? Are you okay?" it said. She wondered how much he'd heard the previous night. "I'm okay, just at a friend's" she
She moved her hands to his shoulders, her nails digging in as she cried out, the sound an erotic mix of both pain and pleasure. It hurt.. but it felt so good. He hesitated, only the head fully inside, and kissed her neck, whispering, "More?" She nodded, "Yesss," tilting her head back and closing her eyes as he pulled her hips down harder, until he filled her completely. "Mmmmm, fuck.. you feel so good, Ash," he said, closing his eyes and starting to thrust in and out of her gently. She gasped, moving her hips as his hands guided them, until they found a rhythm of their own. He laid back, moaning loudly as she rode him, his hands moving over her hourglass curves and up to her breasts, caressing and squeezing them, pinching her nipples until her body tensed, her inner muscles tightening around his thick cock deep inside. He groaned, releasing them, then pinching them again as his cock reached the deepest part of his thrust, repeating it in time with her,
Jason gasped, his whole body shivering as everything slowly returned to normal, his darkness slowly receding back to within him. He groaned as he tried to move again, feeling completely drained, and carefully moved off her, laying beside her and pulling her into him. She seemed to be out cold, and his stomach knotted as he thought of how she might react when she woke. Sighing, he nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent. He hadn't known it would happen this way, but he was glad she was finally his, even if she didn't know it yet. It would take time, but the darkness would become a part of her, until she was as strong as he was now, a full 'Shadowsouled', as the few of her kind that knew of their existence called them. Her former kind, he corrected, smiling and wrapping his arms tighter around her. He'd grow stronger from his too, much stronger, and some of that power would flow through to his brothers in turn, and their cousins,
Greg gazed out the small, rounded window, as the private plane they were on finally touched down at the rural airport, Henrik tapping his foot impatiently next to him. He knew his boss was anxious to get back to Violet Cove and get things moving already, and as he looked at his phone for about the hundredth time since they left, he grimaced. It was already well after 9.30am. The airport had been exruciatingly slow at clearing them for take off, and his boss's nerves were beyond frayed. "What the hell is taking so long?!" Henrik complained, as the plane sat on the tarmac near the terminal, "I need to get off this damn plane already!" Greg shifted nervously opposite him, sensing the man's temper building. "Ma'am," he called politely to the attendant, "we really are quite short on time," he said, and she nodded, "Of course, Sir, I'll check what the delay is. I'm sure you'll be able to disembark in just a moment."She got up and walked towards the front of the plane,