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his fingers beneath the lacy material of the skimpy thong I was wearing.
As he touched me, my hitched in my throat and I arched my back.
“I want you inside of me,” I whispered.
“Are you sure?” His honey brown eyes stared into mine for my approval.
Last year, I had told him I wanted to wait until I made a decision. But now, everything had changed.
Now, all I wanted was to feel him inside of me.
I nodded with certainty.
He covered my mouth with his lips again, as I reached for his zipper and pulled his pants off.
I could feel his bulge through his boxers. He slid out of them and then kissed me again.
He tilted forward then, the weight of his body pinning me against the mattress as we breathed heavily into each other’s mouths.
My body was already trembling with my hunger for him as he pressed his tip against me but didn’t enter me.
It was a slow torture and enough to drive me mad.
I moaned against his mouth. “Please fuck me.”
That was all it took. He slowly pushed himself inside of me, satisfying my craving.
As he filled me, a deep, primitive groan escaped his lips. “Fuck, yes, baby.”
He pinned my wrists down over my head as he sucked my nipple again.
I pushed my hips against his, forcing him deeper inside. My entire body quivered with every thrust as an electric-like feeling radiated from our skin.
His pace quickened, and I could feel myself tightening at the core.
His breath quickened, and his lips came crashing down on mine as we completely came undone together.
As I called his name out loudly, I knew damn well that my other mates could hear us. But I didn’t care. Because right now, it was just Aiden and me.
Chapter 7
During the days that followed, Theo would barely look at me, let alone talk to me.
I knew that he was probably pissed that I’d had sex with Aiden. Anyone would have been jealous, and he was a werewolf. We were more naturally prone to jealousy when it came to our mates.
But he knew the situation. He knew that I hadn’t asked to be mated to all of them. Fate had chosen this arrangement for me, and originally, they had all agreed to this. They had agreed to share me.
I hated that he was mad at me, but I also didn’t regret it for even a second.
Originally, I had promised not to have sex with any of them until I made my decision. But I had a different plan for myself now.
I wasn’t going to force it. But when the timing was right, I would do it with the others, too.
If I was going to choose who I was going to be with for the rest of my life, then I needed to know what sex with each of them would be like. And sex with Aiden?
Well, it was everything.
On Monday, Jessica passed me in the hallway at school. She smiled at me, but she didn’t say anything.
I knew it was because she didn’t take me seriously, and I couldn’t say I blamed her. But I didn’t feel ready for her help yet. Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t that I didn’t want her help. I knew she would be a valuable tool for us to have on our side when it came to hunting Milos down. But we really weren’t ready to do this the way she wanted to go about doing it. The Darken had signed a contract to teach at Werewolf Academy this year, one that they couldn’t just go back on. It would be one thing if each of the Darken took a leave of absence, but they couldn’t all ditch their teaching positions at once now that school was officially in progress.
The only problem was that I wasn’t sure how we could go about it now, either.
My plan was for us to come up with a plan before we asked her to be a part of the plan. And I wasn’t sure how long this plan was going to take.
Later that day in Advanced Paranormal History, Aiden said, “Class, we have a new student with us this afternoon. I would like you all to welcome Lydia.”
I glanced over my shoulder to find Maddie’s roommate Lydia, A.K.A. Sarah from the ancient times, sitting towards the door of the classroom. It seemed odd that she had switched classes.
Honestly? I didn’t really like the idea of being in a classroom with her. I couldn’t help but feel like