Mated To The Ruthless Rogue

Chapter 9

Anthony led Sasha into the dining room and the cook served them dinner. They ate until they were full before going over to their bed. This time Sasha won't be sleeping in Anthony's room.

"Should I get my bags now,or should I still let them stay in the other room?" Sasha asked.

"You can bring them here if you want, it's all your choice." Anthony answered her.

Sasha smiled and quickly stood up on her feet and rushed out of the room. She walked back into Anthony's room with a bag in her hands. She had been looking forward to the day that she would finally move into his room in full. She actually missed the one good time they had together and she actually needed another. She walked over to the closet and flipped it open and dropped her bag inside.

"I should probably have a cold bath, I'm feeling so hot." Anthony said and stood up from where he was sitting in the bed and walked into his bathroom. He took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub. He relaxed back into the cold water and shut his eyes. He heard footsteps approaching him and he quickly flipped opened his eyes and saw Sasha standing in front of him totally naked. He stared lustfully at her body for a while without saying a word.

"Do you mind if I join you?" She asked after a fleeting moment, biting her lips in a seducing manner. But he didn't answer and continued glancing at her figure in front of him with a controlled intensity deep in his eyes.

"I will take your silence as a yes." She smiled and moved closer to the bathtub and stepped in. Sasha moved closer to him in the bathtub and rubbed her hand sexily in his body slowly. Making him feel aroused and he just continued staring at her.

"Isn't it cool?" She asked with a smile plastered on her face.

"Yes it is," he finally spoke up and grabbed her, pulling her closer to himself. He attacked her tongue, teeth and lips, kissing her roughly and passionately.

The water is colder than she had thought. She hoped not to feel it too as he was now beside her. She felt Anthony's hand on her arm, pulling her up to himself.

She yelped once and broke through, spitting out water.

“Gah, it’s cold!”

“Stop being a wimp,” he says.

“I’m not a wimp,” she protested, treading water around him. “You’ve got crazy werewolf blood.”

“I also have a crazy werewolf c**k,” he murmurs, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her toward him. His eyes have gone from being light and teasing to half-glazed with arousal.

She grinned at him.

He moved closer to her in the water to be able to have free access to her.

“Now, where was I?” he says, his eyes dropping to her lips.

It’s funny how just a look from him can get her body revved and running. She wrap her legs around his waist, and he slips his fingers to the her body and, rubbing them against her

“Here.” she smiled looking straight at him.

“Hold onto the edge,” he whispers, leaning over and taking her lower lip between his teeth and tugging on it.

A small moan escapes from her lips, the pressure from his fingers growing harder. He reaches down with his other hand to his hard c**k. He moved her body closer while she grabbed the edge of the bathtub.

“No, up high,” he says.

She raises her arms above his head and holds onto the edge even tighter than before.

“God you’re f*****g sexy,” he growls, staring at her breasts as her chest is thrust forward. Then he grabs the other edge with one hand, just below where she was holding on.

“You got it?’” she ask as his lips go to her neck, sucking the water off her

“Mhmm.” He runs the tip of his c**k up and down her slit, teasing her so slowly.

"I’ve never had s*x in the water before Anthony, I’d never had s*x in bathtub before, ." She thought and smiled. She was already enjoying it before it even started. She felt grateful that he got her wet and greedy so fast, because when he starts to push in, she feels everything. She sucked in her breath, and her fingers clamping around the edges of the bathtub, trying to hold on.

“You’re making me see stars,” he tells her, licking her earlobe. “I’ll take it slow until you tell me otherwise.”

She nodded and let out her breath, feeling herself expand around him. The pressure of his fingers on her c**t fills her with an aching hollowness, like she needs more of him inside, like she will never have enough of him.

“That’s it,” he groans, mouth at my neck.

“f**k yes. Oh, Jessica. Tell me how this feels to you. How f*****g hard and thick does my c**k feel? Do you want me deeper?”

She fumble for words. And make a sound of dazed encouragement and try to breathe, her head back to the white ceiling.

He starts pumping into her faster, deeper, controlled jabs of his hips against hers. The friction of the water seems to slow down time, making her feel every single inch of him as he thrusts in and out.

She doesn't know if it’s the turquoise water of the bathtub that envelopes them or the dark night that illuminates everything, but she has never felt so alive and free and wild.

She was being thoroughly f****d by her mate, by her lover, and she think with every thrust he’s imprinting himself on her makes her feel forfilled.

Frank looks up from her neck, staring right into her eyes, his wet hair slick. His breath is ragged and rough as he moves in and out of her, picking up the pace. But his brown eyes never break from hers and she watches as the fire inside them builds, just as it builds inside her.

She can’t hang on anymore. Either onto this control or onto the edge.

“Oh, f**k, Anthony,” she cry out softly. “I’m coming.” She screamed

“f**k,” he swears, his eyes snapping shut as he thrusts in harder, deeper, his fingers on her c**t rubbing her to completion.

Her fingers slipped away from the edges and she was holding onto him desperately as her legs convulse, trying to keep from drowning as she let go and he pumps into her until he’s grunting and cursing into her shoulder, finding his own release.

When she has finally caught her breath, she lifts her head and gives him a lopsided smile.

“Gosh you are so f*****g amazing.” She smiled.

He kisses her softly on the lips before he slowly pulls out of her.

“I love you so f*****g much Sasha and I'm so happy to have you as a mate.” He tucks himself back. “How would you rate me on that one?” He asked, smiling at her.

She grinned happily. “Ten out of ten.”

“You hear that?!” he yells. “Ten out of ten!” and smiled. They both stood up from the bathtub and he picked up a towel and handed it over to her before taking another. He walked towards the bathtub and released the water to flow out. Before they both walked back to his bedroom.

Anthony walked over to his closet and picked out his pyjamas which he quickly wore. She was already on her nightgown and they both got into the bed. Anthony pulled the blanket over them.

"I think I will be going tomorrow." Sasha said,

"What!" He exclaimed.

"Yes, don't tell me you are going to stop me?" She asked.

"No, I won't but honestly, isn't it too early for you to leave, besides we just got married today." He complained.

"No, I have been here with you for a week now, and that's enough time." She said,

"Ok whatever, but honestly, I wish you could at least start for a day or two more before going." He sighed.

"Let's just go to bed, I don't want to argue about this." She told him.

"Ok," he sighed and a total silence followed.

It was finally morning and Anthony was already up. He glanced at her sleeping figure for a while before standing up. He walked into his restroom to ease himself. He grabbed his toothbrush and was brushing his teeth when he saw her walk into the restroom. She moved closer to the toilet and sat down.

"Are you angry at me?" She asked.

"Why would I be?" He asked back.

"Nothing, anyway I'm not leaving again today, I have changed my mind. I will spend two days here with you before going because I don't know when I will return." She said,

"Wow that's amazing, I will really love that." He smiled.

"Ok," she said, and stood up from the toilet.

"Thanks a lot, I really appreciate this." He smiled and she nodded before walking out of the restroom.