Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 75 - Until You Cry

Jadea

I took that information and ran with it.

After explaining to my pack Lance's theory, they willingly let me drink from them. I even tried Caden. However, nothing changed. Undaunted, I spoke with Jupiter. As much as I wanted to go to Ty's right now and try the other's in my pack, I heeded Constance's warning. I would accompany Jupiter when she went to retrieve Adam, keeping our travels to a minimum.

With renewed hope, I stayed up too late with the others when Lance broke out the Uno card game. While we played, we caught up with each other. I learned he bonded with his mate, and they had an almost one-year-old son with another baby on the way. A few others of his bachelor pack had also found their mates. Which was why they were looking to move into Ulysses' old mansion, because they were quickly outgrowing his bachelor pad in California.

Tuckering out around midnight, I excused myself. Caden followed me to our room where we did our scene before I shuffled into the shower while Caden cleaned up and got ready for bed. As I stood under the steaming jets, I felt Adam's emotions bleeding into our bond. I was worried something was happening. Reaching out, I brushed his mind, calming him so I could get a better idea why he was so upset.

And then he snapped at me.

There was nothing wrong, other than he was having an emotional temper tantrum.

"I'm sorry!" was his knee-jerk reaction, his mind spiraling. "I'm mad at myself." Not at you...

Even though I heard the last part echoing through our bond, the damage had already been wrought. I was once again hurt. Once again rubbed raw. Why was he doing this? "You have a funny way of showing it," I snapped before breaking off contact.

Lifting my face up into the stream of water, I let my tears intermix.

Why did it hurt so bad?

"Kitten?" Caden called gently, feeling my emotional upheaval.

"Can you do me a favor?" I asked softly, my broken gaze turning to him. I was falling apart. I needed something to hold me together. And Adam wasn't here... I couldn't rely on him at the moment because he was broken too.

"Anything," he promised, reaching into the shower to turn off the water before wrapping me up in one of the big, fluffy towels.

"Tie me up, please. I don't want to hang. Just tie me up and leave me on the bed."

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Song Insp: "Monster" by Alan Walker & Emyrson Flora

Caden did as asked.

As I lay on the bed, wrapped tightly in the comforting bindings, I felt how raw and jagged my chest felt. I was hurting and feeling like I was about to split right down the middle.

Nothing felt right with Adam gone.

But, he hurt us ... Betrayed our trust ... I should be angry. Furious. Swelling with rage and hate and distrust. Yet, all I felt was brokenness. Hating the separation I'd forced. Hating how he'd reacted when I'd brushed his mind earlier. All I wanted was connection. For him to be here.

He pushed us away, my wolf stated, upset as well.

Yes. He had. When I'd reached out, he'd been filled with rage and frustration.

While this forced separation was uncomfortable, it was a necessary evil.

I would survive this.

I'd survived months of separation.

Taking a deep breath, I felt the ropes move across my skin.

I had dressed in the soft, silken boy short panties Adam gifted me, and a soft cotton sports bra. Along my torso, Caden wrapped the shibari ropes in a hishi karada tie. My arms tied in a front dragonfly hold while he'd done a simple frog tie on my legs. He'd rested me on my back in the middle of the bed, closing the drapes at my request. I wanted space. Some time alone after what happened.

I knew a good cry would help, but I was emotionless. Which wasn't any better.

Time... It didn't matter here in this little cocoon of safety.

At some point, Caden slipped into the sacred space and settled himself against the V in my legs. He was shirtless. Showered. His hair still damp. His hands ran over skin and rope in an intimate caress.

"Caden," I groused warningly, already so raw I wasn't sure I could take the teasing caresses, knowing we couldn't go further.

"Yes, Kitten?" he murmured, his hands running down the backs of my thighs, fingers gripping me just how I like it. My back arched in response to his expert caresses. My mind falling into inky black pleasure, eyes rolling back.

"We can't do this," I whispered brokenly. While I was mad at Adam, I wasn't about to desecrate our bond like that. We agreed to certain rules. I wouldn't break them.

"I've already asked him, kitten," he assured. "He's given us his blessing," his smirk wasn't lost on me as he leaned over, capturing my lips in a drugging kiss.

As much as I wanted to be shocked at this, Caden had always been considerate of everyone's boundaries. Of course, he would have touched base with Adam before initiating such play.

Slowly, Caden moved down my body, dragging his lips over my exposed skin, his short scruff scraping teasingly. Enticingly.

Touching Caden's mind, I felt Adam buried like a tick there, living vicariously through him. Excitement curled through my blood, realizing how much of a turn on and tease this was for him. It was a different way to connect with me without actually connecting. I had this feeling this experience was going to be healing for both of us.

Caden slowly settled himself between my thighs, his lips and tongue kissing and caressing the sensitive undersides and insides of my thighs. His fingers digging into the tops of my legs, forcing them as far apart as the shibari ties allowed. "I'm going to eat you kitten, until you're crying," he stated. Because you need a good cry...

Oh goodness, this was going to be hard. And torturous.

Right up Caden's alley.

"Okay," my lips trembled, closing my eyes, awaiting the onslaught of pleasure.

Caden took his time. Teasing. Tasting. Caressing. Thighs, cheeks, and the very core of my pleasure. He leisurely sucked my c**t, licked all around my slit before slipping his tongue inside to taste me. He continued his slow, torturous assault of my senses. Caden never rushed such pleasure scenes. He knew exactly how to draw them out, extending pleasure and heightening it till it was unbearable.

Clicking on a bullet vibrator, Caden slipped it into me. I cried out as pleasure coursed through my body. I could feel myself soaking the bedsheets. Could feel my body starting to vibrate from the onslaught of pleasure. My mind consumed with fire and passion. I couldn't think of anything else. "Caden," I cried out, my chest tightening as panic tried to take hold.

"Breathe, kitten," Caden commanded, infiltrating my mind so he could force me to breathe through it. "Mmm," he hummed against the inside of my thighs. "You're taking this all so well."

"I don't know if I can take much more." I panted, wanting to hold onto him. Needing to latch onto something in the storm I was losing myself to.

"You will," he groused, redoubling his efforts at my core.

It was all too much! My chest started to heave. I wanted nothing more than to relieve the aching, throbbing pleasure between my thighs. Why was he denying me this!? Within me, I felt something break. I felt the dam give way. Tears poured out of my eyes, sobs wracking my body. I cried in overwhelming pleasure. I cried for the loss of trust. I cried because of how broken I still felt. I sobbed due to my mate and I being at odds with each other.

Caden gently extracted the vibrator before crawling up my body, his hips settling between my thighs, his hard c**k slipping into my slick folds. I arched into him, crying out as he filled me.

While it created the friction I so desperately needed, it wasn't who I wanted most.

Suddenly, Adam's mind blossomed within mine. Calm. Strong. A beacon within the darkness. I latched onto him, feeling how he was experiencing everything through us. His body right there on that same precipice I precariously balanced on.

"You're doing so well, kitten," Caden praised. "Just a little more."

"I can't take much more," I whimpered, tears still streaming from my eyes, wishing the ropes would just disappear so I could touch and hold and caress.

"You will," Adam encouraged, no give in his tone.

Caden bent his head and feasted on my neck. His teeth scraping tantalizingly over the vein.

"Yes," I pleaded. "Please..."

Rocking into me with gentle strokes, Caden brought me to that fiery inferno of pleasure, where I was afraid we would burst into flames.

But it wasn't him I was focused on. It was Adam. Through our bond, I could feel him stroking himself. Could feel himself falling into us, losing himself to our passion. I wanted him here...

"I am baby girl," he breathed into my mind, my eyes closing instinctively. And in the darkness, behind my closed eyes, I felt him. His hands caressed down my body, and up my thighs before curling his hand around the top of my neck, cupping the underside of my jaw, forcing my neck open.

And then Caden sank his teeth into my neck, drinking deeply. A lightheaded sensation washed through me as I careened over that glorious precipice.

"Bite," Adam's command washed through me and I instantly obeyed. My teeth sinking deeply into Caden's shoulder. I heard both of their cries fill me as I solidified the blood bond between Caden and I. His mind fully merging with mine as all three of us floated on the subliminal wings of post-orgasmic bliss.