04 – Wake me up
Hailey´s POV:
“Okay, let me get this straight,” he says if he didn’t hear correctly the first time, but we both know he did. “You have no idea who I am?”
“Your name is Aiden. That’s the name Zino used. I felt the sparks. So I know you’re my mate, but I can’t remember anything else. Not how we met, not where, and certainly not what you meant when you said last night that you were selfish.”
Initially, Aiden wants to respond quickly, but he changes his mind, closing his mouth and pressing his lips together firmly.
“Do you even know who Killian is, the one you snagged for coffee?” He asks after a moment of silence.
“No, I know his name because you told me, but other than he’s also my mate, no. nothing.”
Aiden sighs deeply. “That’s right, we are both your mates,” he says before entering the bathroom again.
He makes me feel as though I’m to blame. I can’t do anything about not having everything figured out right now. I need to get everything straightened out and require some time.
A shower is what I need. I swing my legs off the bed and lift the hospital gown over my head. I’ll do it myself if Aiden is not going to lend a hand. The sight of my whole body covered in blue-purple spots makes me swallow. I feel like someone has punched holes in me with a hole puncher.
“You are still as beautiful as ever. The majority of spots will disappear. Your scars are a reminder of your bravery and resilience. You’re a survivor,” Aiden says with a steady, loving voice.
“Who are you trying to convince? I look terrible!”
“There’s no necessity for self-persuasion. Hailey, I know it’s you and only you for me. Even if you don’t remember, I meant it when I promised you my heart and said I loved you. Although there were some missteps along the way, my feelings for you remain strong, and I am determined to show that to you. Till you let me back into your heart, only when I am deemed worthy will my mark be placed here. The only place where it belongs.”
I feel his fingers super softly gliding over my neck. A shiver runs down my entire body with the light touch. It’s a slow-moving feeling that eventually spreads throughout your entire body, all the way down to your toes. Aiden’s touch demands my full attention, causing my physical senses to kick into overdrive and my eyes to close on their own. He traces his finger down from my neck, over my collarbone, and into the valley between my breasts. His tracing of my tattoo doesn’t stop as it runs up the side of my breast.
A soft moan leaves my lips. With a step forward, Aiden positions himself between my legs by using his hip to push them apart. His lips are near my ear, and he whispers, “You turn me on so much with the sounds you make, gorgeous,” as he places open-mouthed kisses under my earlobe. I need to remain upright to avoid falling off the bed.
Aiden’s touch is soft as he lifts me up by my cheeks. I embrace Aiden tightly with my arms and legs as he guides us to the bathroom. The shower has made the temperature nice and warm. The mirror fogged up from the steam. Aiden walks us straight into the shower. The warm jets of water feel wonderful on my body. Aiden carefully guides me to stand on my own. When he’s sure I’m standing, he takes a step back. Taking his warmth with him. Even the warm rays can’t replace the lingering cold. I open my eyes to see where he’s gone when my eye falls on a rock-hard c**k. He wasn’t lying when he said I turned him on.
“Is what you see pleasing you, baby?” He questions as soon as he sees me watching. His clothing is no longer present. He steps back into the shower while stroking his member.
I lick my lips as Aiden presses me back against the wall. “Keep looking at me like that, and I will fill you up,”
“Please,” my plea is out before I realize what I’m saying.
Aiden shakes his head with a goofy smirk, “Still insatiable as ever.”
“The healthiest relationship is when the woman wants s*x from the man more than the man wants s*x from her. If she’s constantly begging you for your d**k or trying to start s*x with you repeatedly, it means you doing something good.” I whisper in a groaning voice. Aiden’s eyes suggest that he just had an orgasm.
“Did you just came?” I ask teasingly.
“Oh f**k, baby! I didn’t expect your dirty talk to turn me on even more. Do you want me to f**k you? Here in the bathroom of a hospital?”
I motivate him by saying, “I don’t know what’s stopping you. f**k me, make love with me, sin with me, do me, whatever you want to call it, just do it!”
In a swift motion, Aiden lifts me up. His c**k teasing my entrance. His callosal hands hold my thighs tightly while my back rests against the cold tiles. I wrap my arms around him to hold myself up. When Aiden bends slightly to suck on the marking spot as he slides himself in, I can’t help but throw my head back. Allowing him more freedom to give me whatever he wants. I grip his hair firmly as my elbows rest on his shoulders. This sensation feels so good and familiar, yet it’s been so long.
“Oh,” I moan as Aiden slowly thrusts in and out.
“Is this what you had in mind?” He asks with another push of his hips. His thrusts are slow, but firm and constant. Rubbing the right spots until I feel my orgasm rising from deep down in my stomach.
My orgasm ripples through me, and I can’t help but whisper “Yess” with a swish of the s. It takes a few more pushes, but Aiden eventually reaches his orgasm while keeping his own rhythm. The exhaustion of our actions sets in right away. With my eyes still closed from the orgasm, I rested my head on his shoulders. I nuzzle my nose against his neck and leave a love bite where I want my mark to be. I can feel his c**k twitching inside when I do it. As if they are in a direct line with each other.
Softly, he whispers in my ear, “I love you.” I refrain from saying the few words that are lingering on my tongue. Before I say anything, I need to remember what Aiden meant by being selfish and talk to him about it. There’s a reason behind his need to prove himself. I give up the battle against the tiredness and accept it. As Aiden forces me into the shower, I struggle to stay awake, drifting between slumber and consciousness as the warm water cascades over me.
I startle when my back hits the mattress again.
“Calm down, go back to sleep.” A kiss on my temple and the words, “I’ll be right with you.”
It seems like no time has passed before Aiden crawls into bed next to me. The sparks tell me we’re both still naked, but I don’t care. All I need to fall asleep is his body's warmth and clear, steady heartbeat. I’m wearing a smile on my face as he gives me one more kiss on the head before I fall asleep.
It’s a dream where I step off a plane, returning from a trip. I come home exhausted and sleep for days, only to wake up and have the best s*x with him I’ve had in years. We talk about making future plans, living together under one roof, tying the knot, and having pups. In between all those conversations, we have a lot of s*x. It would convince me that I’m pregnant if it weren't a dream.
My dream is interrupted by the sound of a door slamming shut. The room still smells of s*x as Killian angrily snorts at the foot of the bed. His gaze is fixed on Aiden, who’s lying next to me.
Aiden has tightened his arms around me a bit more since I woke up. “Share with me your thoughts,” he demands. “She doesn’t remember a thing, so it’s okay to f**k her?” It makes me feel sick how cheap it sounds.
“Calm down, dude!”
“You had to take it easy! But of course, you couldn’t wait to jump on her again! Tell me, have you already told her why you are so eager to convince her you love her?” Killian was taunting Aiden. Killian’s tone in which he spoke seemed familiar. The tone was demanding, as if that would get all the truth to the table.
Images flashed past my eyes. Wolves tumbled down the stairs while fighting. Hazel and Aiden together. Killian and I together. Like a train rumbling past, all the memories came flooding back.
“STOP!” I yelled as Aiden tried to defend himself.