Rogue

Chapter 9

Silver POV

The darkness is pulling me slowly but surely. Weird, I'm not afraid, I really like it! It's quiet and all the pain is gone, I feel something I haven't felt in a long time: peace.

My bubble of happiness is bursting, a memory, a face......a voice. A voice that tears through the darkness like a ray of sunshine and clings unconsciously to it. It gently pulls me towards the light, warms me, comforts me. Two green eyes accompany the gentle voice that begs me, threatens me, comforts me. The memories catch me in a merry-go-round of the mind, the same image appearing again and again. The huge man, handsome as a god, lures me towards him. I reach out my shy hand and the touch causes a shock, thousands of electrical impulses shake my body and I find myself staring into the most beautiful eyes in the world.

Shaking fingers caress my face gently and before kissing me he whispers tenderly: I love you, welcome back!

The memory of the brutal attack in the forest flashes into my mind. At the same time, I become aware of the dull ache under my left breast like the burning above my collarbone. I don't remember her being hurt there and a dark foreboding creeps up like a snake. I run my fingers lightly to my throat and gasp in fright when I feel the mark. Between sobs I can only say this:

"Why?"

"Forgive me baby! I would have done anything to keep you alive!"

Guilt and regret can be read in his voice and face. In my heart I know he would never have broken his promise if he didn't have to, but a small, childish part of me knows he doesn't care, so I lash out in anger:

"You promised me! Hell, you promised me!"

"I know, baby, I know! And I would have kept my promise if your life wasn't in danger!"

Hot tears burn my cheek and I curse the s**t out of my mind. I didn't ask for anything, ever, maybe a little love, but all I got lately was just madness and pain.

"Nothing was as it should be between us! I felt only disappointment." I continued to cry.

"Everyone out! Doctor, if you need to consult her, do it now and then leave!"

His harsh and authoritative voice magnifies the commands and I am not surprised by the speed with which the others comply. His whole being exudes an indestructible force, you obey without wanting to and you seek to do it as quickly and well as possible.

After a thorough check-up after which I received a favorable verdict, the doctor left not before smiling warmly at me and announcing that we can go home in the morning. All this time, Aiden stood with his back, motionless, to the window. In my naivety I thought it was giving me a little privacy.

With a sudden movement, after the doctor made himself invisible, he pulled the thin cloth from my body, covered only by a modest pair of boxers.

"What the hell are you doing?" I jumped in fear and my cheeks reddened.

"Nothing, I just want to see your wounds. You are not leaving here until you are completely healed."

"Stop it! You heard what the doctor said. And now cover me until I tan your ass," I say angrily, trying to hide my bare breasts with my hands.

His cheerful and unbridled laughter only succeeds in making me angrier and, forgetting my shame, I look for something to throw at him. It's not the smartest move, all this sheet causing me a wave of pain that makes me let out a long whimper. With a supernatural speed, he is already next to my bed and grabs my hands, forcing me to stay still.

"Stop baby, you're hurting yourself! Look, almost all the wounds are gone!"

His greedy eyes search every piece of bare skin, a blind fury reading on his face when he reaches the mark left by the bullet. I try to look too, but from this position it is impossible for me to see anything, succeeding only in causing a new wave of pain.

"I will kill with my bare hands, in the most terrible ways, those who set this up."

He leans down and places his hot lips on the almost healed but still painful wound and whispers softly:

“I thought I lost you before I felt you were mine. I'd sell my soul to the devil for you to live, baby."

The pain and sincerity in his voice sends a wave of tenderness through me and instinctively, I slide my hands into his silky black hair. I gently pull her head over my mouth and tell her to kiss me.

With a huge grin on his face, he cups my face in his huge hands and I get the sweetest, tenderest kiss of my life.

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In the early hours of the morning, with a borrowed robe, I hurried home. It took all the patience in the world and some threats from Aiden to stay overnight in the hospital. Hospitals depress me and sleeping on a giant with naughty hands isn't much sleep. I haven't closed an eye all night and now, in his strong arms, I pray I won't fall asleep, at least until the front door. The cool, clean air cools my red cheeks. I am ashamed to be carried in my arms, through the middle of the pack, as if I were a disabled little girl.

All my prayers and threats to him remained without any result, when I wanted to go alone. Probably bored by my lamentations, he grinned perversely and whispered in my ear:

Entering our temporary home, I stopped straight at the shower where my face fell when I saw the gaps left in the wall, once beautifully tiled.

"What happened here?" Not embarrassed at all, he shrugs nonchalantly and says nonchalantly:

"A little crisis!"

"Hell, I don't even want to know what a big one looks like. We'll go out and sleep in the woods." I grin.

"Just take your time, take a shower and go to bed! Or have you changed your mind and want to do it together?

I pretend not to hear and slam the door in his face, I get in the shower. Big mistake, in my haste I didn't take anything to change and I have to scroll again, in a tiny bath towel.

Apparently relaxed, I casually look for something to wear. The hot shivers that I feel in the back of my neck tell me that he is behind me. A massive hand encircles my waist and hot lips whisper against my ear:

"You don't need anything, I want to feel you naked, to feel your velvety skin."

The dominant tone doesn't give me any chance of escape and with my cheeks on fire, I see the towel disappearing. The greedy and heated look caresses my naked body and I gasp in fear when I am caught and lifted in his arms. The contact with his bare skin brings me out of my trance and I realize that he is completely naked. If possible, my cheeks become even hotter and I feel like they are simply burning.

The cold underwear under my back cools my hot body for a few seconds until I see it above me. The passionate kiss I receive takes away the last ounce of my reason, and without thinking, I respond with all the desire I feel in me. My hands are hungry for his body and I'm ready to give in without any hesitation. My she-wolf wants her mate and I find myself licking the strong muscle between my shoulder and neck, where I'm going to sink my fangs. He hugs me tightly and moans deeply at the contact with my fangs that bite him lightly and playfully. Our thighs touch and excitedly, I wrap my legs around his crotch, trembling.

"Not now, just do it." he urges me, exhaling heavily.

I feel a little disappointed, that he doesn't want to make love, he just wants me to mark him, and driven by a little anger, I sink my teeth into the hard flesh, to the bone. His roar is a victorious one and I feel like we are pierced by an electric current that shakes us violently. My she-wolf howled with happiness, she finally met her mate. The power that surrounds us is so immense that the bed groans under us and a state of euphoria brings me to the verge of orgasm. A pressing movement of the huge member on my wet and hot center, he passes my threshold and I break down in almost unreal pleasure. I feel the hot sprays of his passion on my hot abdomen and we swallow our moans of pleasure in a wild kiss.

Finally, our bodies can satiate their hunger and a deep peace washes over me. I love being close to the beautiful and strong body of the man I adore, I can't bear to leave even an inch between us. I cling tighter to him and I sigh happily as I feel his hot breath and the twitch of my c**k attach again.

"Sit down if you don't want me to take you now," he growled softly. "I'm no saint, princess, and you're not ready."

Sleep begins to overtake me and before I fall into his arms, I hear:

"Sooner than you think, I will make you mine and I swear, I will love you every night!"