25. Asher

Chapter twenty-five

Asher

I chased after her, my feet pounding the forest floor, but she vanished into thin air. I paused in my steps, my eyes scanning the densely wooded forest frantically. My anger and frustration mixed with concern as I tried to pick up her scent, but it was nowhere to be found.

I dug my nails into my palms and slammed my hand against the tree trunk in front of me. The sound echoed through the forest, but Tayla's scent remained elusive. I growled. How could she just disappear like this? Was she okay?

She was right; we weren't married, and I had been manipulating her into thinking we had been together for a year. I had lied to her. Hurt her. The thought fueled my frustration. I continued searching, my senses on high alert, but every sniff yielded nothing. Tayla's scent had disappeared.

With a growl, I turned back toward the tower, my heart heavy with thoughts of where she could be or what might have happened to her. As I approached the tower, its tall, stony walls loomed over me, casting a shadow in the moonlight that seemed to sour my mood further. I tried to calm myself down, but my concern rose up.

When I reached the top stairs, I flung the door open and walked in, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of her. And then, I saw her. Tayla was seated in front of the mirror, combing her hair with a calm, serene expression. She slowly turned her head, her eyes locking onto mine, and spoke in a warm, gentle tone, "You're back."

I expected anger, resentment, or at least a hint of fear, but her calm demeanor only added to my frustration. I tried to process my emotions, but they swirled inside me like a storm, refusing to settle.

“Tayla, I think we need to talk,” I approached her, my hands holding the edge of the chair.

She dropped the comb and turned to face me. Her eyes became serious.

“Asher, I think we have said enough for the night,” she said. “I’m tired.”

I leaned closer. “You need to know that you can't just run away from me like that.”

She shrugged her shoulders. “I ran away because of how you spoke to me.”

A scowl appeared on my face; my brows furrowed. Before I could open my mouth to speak, she stood up from the chair and approached me.

“You look like you need a bath,” she said, her eyes moving across my clothes. “Why don't you go wash up, and we will talk later?”

I stepped out of the steamy bathroom, my mind still swirling with thoughts of Tayla. What was she planning?

She was too calm…too in control. I dipped myself into the hot bathtub, allowing the water to consume my thoughts.

I stepped out of the bathroom thirty minutes later, feeling refreshed. and as I walked into the bedroom a soft glow from candlelight greeted me. And there she was.

My breath caught. Tayla perched on the edge of the bed. The scent of hazelnut oil filled the air as she smoothed it over her arms.

My heart raced. I was drawn to her like a moth to flame.

"Asher," she murmured, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Are you just going to stand there?"

I swallowed hard, taking in the sight of her. The delicate black lace hugged her curves, leaving me breathless.

Slowly, I approached. Her eyes never left mine.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close. "I can't hold back anymore," I whispered.

"Then don't," she breathed.

I cradled her face, fingers tangling in her soft auburn hair. Our lips met in a tender kiss.

Tayla sighed, melting against me. Her hands traced patterns on my back as the kiss deepened.

Time seemed to stop. There was only us, lost in each other's embrace. The thought of pressing her lips on my mouth and tasting every inch of her filled my mind.

Tayla looked at me seductively. A sly smile spread across her face as she stared at me. She knew the effect she had on me. She knew I couldn’t resist her.

“Asher,” she spoke up. “Are you just going to stand there?”

No, I wanted to walk toward her and lift her from the bed. Kiss her until I could feel her gasping for air and make love to her throughout the night.

I swallowed hard, my eyes scanning her body. She was dressed in dainty black lingerie that barely covered her thigh.

The fabric was thin, and it hugged her body, leaving little to the imagination. I could feel my heart racing fast as I gazed at her body.

Taking a bold step forward, I approached her. As I stood in front of her, my warm breath began to fall on her face.

I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist, leaning closer to her.

“I can no longer hold myself back,” I whispered.

“Then don't,” she mumbled.

I squeezed her waist, pulling her body closer to me. I ran my tongue across my lips, and I reached for her soft, auburn hair. I leaned closer, bringing my face toward her. I watched her close her eyes as she waited for me to kiss her.

My lips landed on hers, and I kissed her gently. Tenderly. Her breath hitched, her hands moving up to my back, and she gasped.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. Our lips met again, tender yet passionate.

I was instantly aroused when I saw her slender body in the lingerie. She moaned when our bodies pressed against each other. I kissed her so hard that her knees were slowly becoming weak.

I trailed gentle kisses along her jawline, then down her neck. Her pulse fluttered beneath my lips.

My fingers traced the curve of her waist. Her silky hair cascaded down her back, and I breathed in her intoxicating scent.

Tayla's hands roamed across my shoulders, setting my skin alight. Every touch, every breath, was electric.

Her face leaned in close, and her breasts touched my hard chest. A low growl erupted from my mouth. I savored the moment to admire her body from head to toe.

Her body slightly shifted as I licked her bottom lip. I captured it in my mouth before sucking it softly. I slid my tongue into her mouth, savoring every part of her.

“A… Asher,” she mumbled when she felt my already hard member touching her abdomen. My fingers traveled across her body…down to her waist. Her hair was loose, and it flowed down her back. I breathed in the scent of her hair, and it filled my senses.

I leaned into her neck, gently kissing and sucking her skin. She gasped, her body giving into me, bucking against me, and I could hear the sound of her heart beating fast. I bit into her skin, and a moan escaped from her lips.

I cupped her cheek, gazing into her eyes. "You're beautiful," I murmured.

She smiled, a blush coloring her cheeks. "I love you, Asher."

"I love you too," I whispered, pulling her close, joining together in a ravenous kiss.

I continued to suck her skin before trailing soft wet kisses down to her collarbone, and she gasped.

My member was so stiff now that it hurt from the constriction of my pants. Instinctively, I picked her up in my arms and crawled onto the bed. I carefully laid her down before undressing myself.

As I moved closer, she wrapped her legs around my waist. I leaned in, my lips landing on hers gently. This time, she took the upper hand. She licked and bit my lips, slipping her tongue into my mouth, and our tongues danced around each other as in old times.

My hands moved into her lingerie gown, inching closer and closer towards her core. The feeling of her freshly washed skin under my hand made my desire for her rise up.

She stiffened, her moans silencing as she reached her pleasure climax. I moved my fingers from the small bead at the apex of her thighs and slipped my finger into her core. I reveled in the slick moisture that greeted me. I slid a second finger inside feeling her walls clench around them.

My body trembled as I continued stroking in and out of her. She let out a loud moan, biting her bottom lip to keep herself from crying out. I pushed in a third finger as well.

“As…sher,” she cried out, grabbing the sheets with her hands. Her body arched into the bed as she tried to sink herself into the mattress.

My fingers sped up, filling her until all the energy in my fingers was drained out, I pulled my fingers and slid them in my mouth the tang of her juices nearly had me exploding in my pants.

She breathed heavily, her eyes moving to the window before she slowly pushed herself up from the bed. “My turn.”

Before I could react to what she was about to do, she slid down my body and her hands worked expertly releasing my shaft from its fabric constraints. she slowly captured my length with her mouth. She began to suck and I knew I would not be able to hold on long. Her eyes closed in bliss, and her cheeks hollowed out as she took all of me in.

Her lips slid back and forth as she focused exclusively on me. I growled, clenching my jaw tight. A low moan escaped from my lips, as my wolf cried out in pleasure. My hands moved to her hair before running my fingers through it.

I pulled her off wanting to feel all of her, I lifted her back to my lips where I captured her in another kiss.

kneeling on the bed I slowly pushed her down before striping the gown off her body in one effective slit down the front. As I stared down at her pale skin, I ran my fingers across her body.

Mine. My wolf chanted a territorial demand for more of her.

She gasped, as my fingers moved up to her breast, and I leaned closer to capture it in my mouth. As I sucked one of her breasts, my other hand moved to the other, and I squeezed on it. I ran my wet tongue over her nipples, and she moaned in pleasure.

I pulled backward and positioned my already hard member into her core. I plunged myself into her, gently stroking her and allowing her core to stretch to my size.

I ran my thumb over her nipple in a circular motion before capturing it again with my mouth and sucking hard on it.

I entered gradually, allowing myself to fill her inch by inch. Tayla spread her legs wide across the bed, and I began to drive deeper and as she moaned I picked up my paise.

I watched her wraith in pleasure as she reached climax quivering around my stiff shaft. there was no slowing down. I dove deeper in her, grinding my pelvis against hers. The pleasure was so intense.

“As…her…” she moaned, her back arching deeply into the bed.

After a moment of stroking her, I pulled back before taking a deep breath. When she thought this was going to be the end of our love making. I leaned closer and gently kissed her before, I surprised her, gently turning her around.

She rested her face on the bed, and her back arched slightly as she settled in. I could feel the tension in her body beginning to rise. I began to fire in and out of her. I didn't let her go, instead holding her against the bed.

My hands reached for her hair, and I gently ran my fingers through it sensually. She screamed my name, her voice filled with desire.

As I continued to thrust into her deeply, I could feel something building up inside me, and I began to lose controle moving faster. I released into the warmth of her core, and she collapsed on the bed, gasping for air. I pulled our bodies together keeping us connected.

We lay together revelin in the electricity passing between our bodies. I gathered into my arms, giving her a soft, warm kiss on her forehead, assuring her of my love.

Her eyes slowly fluttered closed, and it didn't take long before she fell asleep. Her gentle breathing filled the air, and I couldn't help but smile.

Not wanting to disturb her, I eased her on the bed, placing a pillow under her head. I slid out of the bed and grabbed my clothes, dressing silently.

As I stood in front of the mirror, my mind raced with different thoughts of the future. The fear of losing Tayla someday gripped me. I was afraid that one day, she would slip away from me like sand between my fingers.

But as my mind recalled the way she spoke to me calmly when I first arrived, I became convinced that she would not leave. She loved me. She was my mate.

With a newfound thought of assurance, I turned away from the mirror and headed toward the door. Before I opened it, I turned around, glancing at her one last time before I left.

I hesitated for a moment as I looked at her beautiful form. As I stepped out of the room, I locked the door before walking downstairs to hand the key to one of my trusted guards.