In one swift move, Aaron turns and strides to the bed, his hand groping and caressing Arielle's soft flesh.
Her hand moves into his silky hair and she angles her head into their kiss, taking him deeper. He stops at the foot of the bed and breaks the kiss. She peers at his handsome features and notices his eyes are closed. Long, pale lashes fan his cheeks and she smiles at his angelic form.
"Aaron," she starts.
Slowly, his eyelids lift open and she gasps on him.
Aaron had asked permission alright—but not for what she initially thought.
The man was now pure animal with a human skin. The very description of an Alpha Mooner. And gods help her! Arielle wanted him with a wild hunger.
Aaron drops her silently on the bed, his eyes devouring spills of her creamy flesh. He lifts his shirt and she spies a bloody trail down his rigid abs. She smiles coyly at her handiwork.
He kneels quietly to the floor, and Arielle shivers.
Aaron's movements are darkly seductive, bearing on the edge of the Master/Slave fetish. He gently pulls down her shorts and underwear, exposing her completely to his ravenous eyes.
His eyes glint with a dark passion and his next movements are anything but slow.
His face disappears between her legs and he eats her with wild fluidity. She moans and fists the sheets. His tongue moves over her slit and he sinks deeper. Her hands immediately go to his back.
She rakes the corded muscles of his shoulder and he spreads her open thighs wider. He laps on her and draws her into his mouth. Arielle convulses on the bed as warm blood trickles down his back. Her legs attempt to fall closed and he lets her.
She closes her thighs over his head, holding her to him as she lets the electricity burn across her entire body.
Aaron moves his tongue slow, up and down her glistening pussy, and Arielle realises, if this man was her brother, she was sure as hell fucked.
Aaron lifts up and turns her over. His palm lands sharply on her ass and she pushes up to her knees. She spreads apart her knees on the bed and gives him her ass. Aaron growls at the sight and moves straight for her core. She pushes back onto him, mounting his face and riding his tongue.
He palms her asscheek again and she whimpers. Arielle hears a loud rip and spots his pants fly to a shadowed corner. She feels his fingers opening her pussy, spreading her cream over her ass.
Then nudging open her other.....
Arielle abruptly turns over but Aaron grabs both her hands and locks her in a vise-like grip. She struggles against his hold but it only makes her wetter. Aaron notices this from behind and with his other hand, he fists her hair and holds her down.
Arielle waits for the slow nudge but it doesn't come.
Instead, his engorged cock spears her, filling all of her and exciting all her nerve endings.
She moans into the white sheets and fiery pleasure lances her bones. Aaron pulls out slow and she jerks against his hold.
With both his hands pinning her down, he fills her ass again.
She is tight and hot, everything feminine and soft, and Aaron seriously begs his wolf not to loose it. Arielle moves on him and he stills. She moves again and his wolf sends him a silent 'I told you so'.
Aaron smiles. Arielle was a woman of many mysteries. She does love it hard and rough. But Aaron loved it more. He tightens his hold on her and begins a slow take. Soon, he is fucking her senseless. And all they can both do is groan and pant into the sheets.
"FUCK YES!" Arielle screams.
Her hands are pinned above. Her plump tits are bobbing to his thrusts. His skin is slick with sweat on hers'. And her body feels like a lightning storm.
Arielle can only think, 'Thank fuck she found this man'.
Aaron shoves her down and flattens her on the soft sheets. Her breasts meet the mattress and he envelopes her from above. He lifts her hands up and pins them above her head. His large body overwhelms her and he takes her again.
Arielle bites down hard on the sheets and the covers lie tattered on the areas her claws connect with. Hot pleasure flows down her body and she milks him. Aaron takes her hard, his cock as hard as flint within her.
"Do you still think I'm your brother?" Aaron growls into her ear, and Arielle nearly blacks out as her orgasm hits her.
His implied speech and hot, overwhelming body sends her into a supernova and she becomes a Star; scorching and blazing, and fiery. She shudders and jerks back into him. Her inner muscles clamp tight on him as their naked bodies align perfectly. Aaron holds her, moving slow, and somehow she knows what he wants. So she says,
"You like to fuck your sister, don't you?"
Aaron groans and his seed spurts hot and fast into her. She pushes up into him and lets him fill and possess her over and over.
The both of them take ten whole minutes to calm their bodies from the nuclear blast that was the sex they'd just had. Arielle lies atop his giant frame as he strokes her thigh, and she wonders if she'll ever be able to return back to Arielle Hiarton, Billionaire CEO and Businesswoman. She realizes that with Fallon and Aaron, she is just Arielle, Shifter and Lover.
Her mind goes to Michael and she instantly feels guilty. Not because she fucked Aaron—no woman would ever feel guilty after some sex like that, but because since she'd arrived Blackbone, she had never once thought of him.
With all the lush spread of nature, quaint homes, scenic countryside—and the golden-eyed hunk below her, there wasn't much space left in her brain to think about anything else.
She sighs and looks up to Aaron.
"What's behind the red door?" she asks.
Aaron's eyes are closed and she fixes on his ethereal features. After a while, he opens his eyes, and they darken slightly when he says,
"My World."