*** Aelin's POV***
GODS ABOVE! Aelin thought to herself laying in bed, she was just frozen in the hall. Her female instinct screamed at her to stay still. It would have been so easy to push Rowan away, one simple push. But the power that rippled through his muscle and his voice told her she was his, that alone could have kept her there. I looked into the bathroom where she heard Rowan draw a bath, no doubt a cold one. Damned Fae prince, thinking he owned her. I pulled the covers off and sauntered to my wardrobe looking for something to wear. Lace… Lace… Lace… I had done quite a bit of shopping to torment Rowan, but never really thought about being comfortable. I spied one of Rowan's draws open with neatly folded shirts. I pulled one out and held it up, Gods he was huge. I slipped out of my dress and into his shirt, first checking to make sure it wasn't see-through. The female instinct that had screamed at her early bubbled with happiness, she was in on of his shirts.
"Do you wanna talk?" Rowan asked, looking at the floor.
"No, not tonight." She said running a hand over her neck where he had bitten her.
He slipped into bed with her and she turned to face him. Cautiously I reached out to his bare chest. He took in a sharp breath. Now that she thought about it, touching the marks on her neck, it had been kind of sexy, the way he acted. She wouldn't mind let someone take control for a while.
***Rowan's POV***
I walked out of the bathroom after my cold bath, trying to put out the fire that coursed through my veins. Her fire. He stepped out and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed in one of his shirts. Some primal part of him snarled in satisfaction at the sight, knowing that she was covered in his sent.
"Do you wanna talk?" I asked, avoiding her eyes, scared to see the rage that bubbled in them. He looked up and saw nothing in her eyes, she was hiding her emotions well and it burned him inside that she had to hide anything from him.
"No, not tonight." She said running a hand over her neck where he had bitten her. He grimaced.
She slipped into the covers hiding her lean legs. Gods! Why was he thinking about her legs? Shaking his head he laid down facing her back. He wanted to reach out and touch her, he wanted to do many things to her. A movement in the bed snapped him out of it. He felt a soft calloused hand touch his chest. He did everything could to stop his heart from racing. He looked into her eyes, but she was focused on his chest deep in thought. A new smell lifted from her body. He pulled away suddenly. It was desire that he scented. Desire.
Aelin.
What? Her sent had not changed.
He sniffed again, this time she calculated what he smelled. Her face turned bright red in a matter of seconds.
"Wha… Oh… I'm sorry." She started to pull her hand away, but he reached out with his own. It was hot, he kicked off the duvet and she followed.
"Its really hot." She said quietly, trying to change the subject. I sent a cool breeze that caressed her neck. Her back arched and she moaned softly. He shifted uncomfortable, the primal part of him roaring inside.
*** Aelin's POV***
I looked at him, blushing, Gods! Had I really just moaned in front of him? She turned and looked into his eyes, she saw the look he gave his prey, she saw hunger. He looked at her hips, she nodded. He reached and pulled her closer. They shared breath now. I pushed away my hair and curved my neck allowing him better access.
No one else. I wouldn't trust anyone but you at my neck. I said nodding encouragingly. I felt his heart beat quicken but he moved putting his face to my neck.
Are you sure? I felt a voice thunder through my head.
I am sure. He lowered his kiss to my neck, first kissing where he had bitten me, then he traveled up and down reaching all the sensitive parts of my neck. Something in my stomach snapped tight.
Rowan…. I whispered his name to his ear. I heard a deep growl in his throat.
Rowan…. I whispered again. I pushed him away gently so he was flat on his back. I sat on his midsection and put my arms on either side of him. I kissed him. He lips were so soft, I wanted more the second I tasted him. I shifted back onto his pelvis and slowly rocked my hips. He groaned. He suddenly flipped me onto my back. He lowered his body to mine, kissing me. He prodded my mouth open with his tongue and I let him explore my mouth. We started off gently but we both had hunger in our eyes that needed to be fed. His hand slipped down my body and on to my hip. Then onto my thigh, he rested it there. We broke our kiss, both of us gasping for air.
I love you Fireheart. He said silently.
I love you too. I said still catching my breath. He rolled off of me, I was devastated that he left. I looked into his eyes.
If we continue, I won't be able to stop. He explained.
Maybe I don't want you to stop. I said. I looked at him again but nothing changed. I turned around and scooted towards him. At least we could spend the night together, I thought. As if he read my mind he draped his arm across my body. I sighed, and a wave of exhaustion hit me like a brick.
