Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 208

　　Amara's POV

　　Who would have thought I only had to steal my magic back, and nearly die during the process but I got my magic back so was definitely worth it. I think to myself as I walk into my little studio, though Emmet was being annoying the entire drive home.

　　"Don't you have pack business or family to visit, or anyone to visit?" I ask him. I needed space, space to think and breathe without him being here constantly. I have always liked being on my own and having him with me constantly was a foreign feeling though not completely unpleasant.

　　"Nope, and stop trying to get rid of me. I am not going anywhere" he says, flopping on my bed. I roll my eyes at him before walking into my bathroom. I lock the door starting the shower before stripping off and stepping in.

　　What a day, Thaddeus can really fuck things up, thankfully as much as it pains me to admit, I was glad the baffoon sitting on my bed was alive.

　　Washing my hair, I hear my door open and stick my head out the shower screen, the door handle falling to the floor.

　　"Ah what are you doing?" I ask him.

　　"Joining you" he says, stripping off.

　　"First of all no, secondly you wouldn't fit in here with me and thirdly I don't want your dick touching me"

　　"Too bad" he says, opening the shower screen and forcing his way in.

　　"Have you not heard of personal space?" I ask him while being forced against the wall.

　　"Oh right" he says, turning to face me and pressing me against the shower wall, his arms caging me in on either side of my head while he pressed his entire body, dick and all against me.

　　"That better, now I'm right up in your personal space" I growl at him pushing on his chest.

　　"I will zap you" I tell him. Though he smelt amazing this close and the tingles rushing over me had me craving him more.

　　"No you won't because you don't really want me to move" he says running his nose along my cheek and down my jaw to my neck. I swallow, overwhelmed by his closeness.

　　His scent is addictive and if it was perfume I would totally wear it. His arm moves next to my head, his fingertips brushing down my arm before going down my side to my hip, when I feel his tongue run across my neck.

　　I shiver at the feeling before he sucks on my skin, his teeth grazing and teasing my flesh before I come back to my senses.

　　"Okay you have touched me enough now" I tell him.

　　"Why do you always do that, shove me away" he says and I could feel his hurt through the bond though I was glad he couldn't feel what I was feeling.

　　"I'm gay" I tell him.

　　"I'm well aware of that, and not anymore you're not"

　　"For your information it doesn't work like that, you can't just switch sides" I tell him.

　　"Really? Then why are you aroused?" He asks. I was mortified by his words, my face heating at what he said.

　　"Let me touch you Amara, stop fighting it" he whispers before kissing the side of my jaw and I release his hand, his fingers gently rubbing against me, the sensation growing stronger and I move my hips unable to stop myself as they move against his fingers.

　　"That's right Amara," he whispers before his fingers move and I as, surprised to find how wet I was when I felt his finger probing at my entrance, his thumb pressing against my clit when he pressed it into me, sliding his finger into my wet heat. I recoil away from the feeling and he stills for a second his other arm wrapping around my waist holding me against him when he pulls it out before slowly sliding it back in,

　　"relax, I can feel your grip on my finger," he says and I take a breath in and I feel my body relax and he starts moving his finger in out of me slowly, building up a delightful friction that has me moving to the movements of his finger before he slides it out and I feel him slide in another.

　　Slowly pulling his fingers out before dipping them back in. I could feel my body trying to stretch around them when he curls them up, enticing a loud moan out of me and I lean back against him, Too lost in the feeling building inside to even be embarrassed at the noise I just made. My hand reaches up and goes to the side of his face when I feel him kiss my palm.

　　"You like that?" He says curling them again and making my legs tremble and another moan to escape me.

　　His fingers moving quicker, sliding them in and out faster before curling them Inside me, his thumb pressing to clit and I move my hips before feeling my stomach tighten, a pleasurable pressure building and I feel like I am about to combust, and I cry out as it reaches its peak and I come undone, crashing violently as I come. My walls clench his fingers tightly and my entire core pulsates to its own beat making me moan softly, his arm around my waist the only thing keeping me upright and I lean heavily against him trying to catch my breath when I feel him suck my earlobe in my mouth before hearing his voice.

　　“If I can make you cry out like that with my fingers, imagine what I can do with my tongue” He purrs his hand gripping my hip tightly before he presses his erection against my ass.

　　“Or this” He whispers, kissing my shoulder.

　　“I was about to say something when I heard yelling, coming from outside. Focusing I could hear my mother arguing with someone and I looked at Emmet over my shoulder.

　　“And that sounds like your brother is here” Emmet says before sighing and letting me go. I step out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself before heading into my room to get changed. I hear the water cut off in the bathroom and the yelling getting louder as I put my clothes on.

　　“I will be back, I better see what my brother is causing a scene about this time” I tell him and he nods as he dries himself.