Everlasting Bonds ( A Reverse Harem Story)

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Chapter 46

POV: Lark


“Let’s head out and go get the food. I’m fucking starving”, Greyson said.

Colt and Luka agreed with him, nodding to Aidan as they made their way for the door. Aidan and I were still talking about his match and I was sad that we were leaving his locker room. It felt so private. Like we could say anything and do anything.

As I stood up to join them, Aidan grabbed my hand with a wistful smile on his face.

“Why don’t you stay with me? Let the guys go get the food and we’ll meet them back at the apartment”.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be in your way if you have some sort of post-match ritual”. He squeezed my hand before reassuring me. “Not tonight I don’t”.

I looked over to the guys who were waiting for me at the door and a knowing smile crept onto Colt’s face. “We’ll text you guys when we’ve got the food. Lark, cheeseburger with ketchup and pickles, right?”

I nodded enthusiastically before walking over to give them each a goodbye hug. Luka and Greyson both gave me a parting kiss, which only made me shake my head at them.

They were both extremely comfortable with PDA and I think they wanted me to know that Aidan and Colt were cool with how I felt too... even though I hadn’t told them, yet.

Colt simply gave me a kiss on my forehead, albeit a lingering one, before letting me go and walking out with Luka and Grey.

“So, what is your usual routine?“, I asked as I turned back towards Aidan. My mouth dropped slightly as I took in his change of clothes.

He was standing in just a towel and a smile big enough to give me butterflies. He knew he affected me.

“Usually, I do some yoga”. I must have looked surprised because he laughed. “Trust me it’s really good for you! Yoga helps me relax. Sometimes there’s too much leftover”.

When he finished speaking his tone had become more serious and his eyes seemed far away.

“Too much?“. I stepped closer to him and placed my hand on his cheek.

He seemed to lean into my touch and the moment felt like it was stretching into infinity. “Just too much. Do you remember how we used to sneak out to that junkyard when we were kids? That feeling... it only got worse after you were taken. Then when the guys and I were separated I felt like I was going to implode. I was so angry, Lark”. His voice was rough and the pain I could hear broke my heart.

“If Colt hadn’t found me,” he continued, “I’d probably be dead in a ditch somewhere after picking the wrong fight with the wrong person”.

A tear fell from his face and for the first time since we found each other again, he reminded me of the 16-year-old kid I met in Connecticut. Out of all the guys, Aidan was the one who had changed the most and I was worried that our connection to each other wouldn’t be as strong as it once was.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help you through it”. I stepped into his chest and let his arms wrap around me. His heartbeat was slower than I thought it would have been after his fight.

“Don’t say that Lark. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to stop what happened to you”.

We stood like that for a while. Just feeling each other’s heartbeats.

“I do also take a shower”. He spoke suddenly. “That’s the second part of my after-match routine and the reason that I’m standing here in a towel”, he joked.

I stepped back from him quickly, not wanting to get in his way.

“Oh right. Sorry you go ahead. I’ll just snoop around your space some more”. I tried not to let my voice convey how much I was picturing what he looked like under that towel.

“Thank you for staying, Lark. I don’t like being alone after my match’s. The guys just give me space and I haven’t wanted to tell them”.

He always surprised me with his honesty.

“I’ll be at every single match if you want me to be. I’ll stay after if you want that too”. I sat down on his couch, needing to put some distance between us. Sometimes with Aidan, the simplest of conversations could feel twice as intense.

“I would like that”.

He turned to walk towards the shower that was behind him and then disappeared into the large stall. “You could join me, you know!“.

I laughed and shook my head despite him being unable to see it. “Ha. Ha. Funny joke, Aid”, I called out.

His blonde head, darkened by the water, popped out from behind the wall. “Who said I was joking?“. He waggled his eyebrows at me before returning to his shower.

Every nerve in my body seemed to come alive at once.

Did I want to join him?

Yeah. I really really did.

For once I wasn’t overthinking. I just wanted to be in this moment with him.

I got up slowly as if not to spook myself. This would be the first time I’d ever taken my clothes off with another person consensually and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

I forced out a breath and quickly disposed of my clothes, not wanting to give myself time to second guess my actions.

As I walked to his shower I heard him humming a tune and the thought of Aidan singing in the shower calmed the nerves that felt so close to bubbling out of me.

I stepped in and the spray of the water felt cold as it bounced off him. He was faced away from me and I took a second to just appreciate him.

His body was incredible.

The muscles were toned and sat on his body in a way that exuded strength, without all the bulk. The subtle movements of his back as he washed the shampoo out of his made my body clench.

I reached forward and wrapped my arms around his back.

He stiffened slightly.

Shit. He didn’t actually mean it.

I started to remove my arms and step back out of the shower, but his hands rested firmly on my wrists. Keeping me in place.

“Don’t go”. His words echoed off the tile and landed heavily in my ears.

“Is this okay?“, I asked.

Please let it be okay. Please let it be okay.

He turned around then, and his eyes told me the answer before his mouth did. “It’s fucking amazing”.

Before I could respond he bent down and lifted me, guiding my legs to wrap around him. He looked at me then in a way that had my clit aching to be touched. “Tell me if you want me to stop”, he whispered in my ear as he backed me up against the cold tile.

The warmth of his body mixed with the cold at my back had my head spinning. I was feeling everything.

I wanted more.

Circling my arms around his neck I pulled him close and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Fuck Lark”, he groaned. Chasing my lips, he pressed me back against the wall and kissed me like he was waiting years to do this.

I whimpered against him, and his dick twitched at the sound. I could feel it pressing against me. Sliding against my pussy as my lips met his. Fuck I wanted to feel it inside me too.

He bit my lip lightly before pulling back. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world. God, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anybody the way I want you”.

I leaned my head back against the wall. Eyes hooded. “You make me feel alive Aidan. When you hugged me after I came to your apartment that first time, my body felt like it was home. I melted”.

He tilted his back and breathed deeply. The movement caused his dick to slide against me again and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. I didn’t want to.

His eyes were dark as he brought his gaze back towards me. “I love you. Please let me touch you”, he gasped.

I nodded and brought his head back down to my lips. Kissing him felt like getting caught up in a windstorm.

He set my feet back on the ground and slowly started moving from my lips to my neck. His teeth grazed my neck and my pussy ached for him. “Aidan, please. I need you to touch me”.

The look he gave me as he slowly dropped to his knees... it scorched me through and through and I brought my hands up to my nipples.

“You look like a goddess right now. I could watch you play with your body all day, baby”.

He lowered his head to my pussy while maintaining eye contact with me, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to drag him back up to kiss the shit out of me or if I wanted him to keep doing what he was doing.

His tongue drug lazily across my lower lips and the feeling spread across my body in a current. With one hand he nudged my legs apart, giving himself better access to me.

“I want you to come on my face, Lark. I want you to mark me with your scent”. And then his tongue flicked my clit in a way that had me seeing stars.

“Yes... please don’t stop, Aidan”. I rolled my nipples in my fingers, loving the way the warm water from the shower made everything feel so much more indecent.

His tongue lavished me. Teasing my clit and kissing my folds until I was a mess of heat and moans. “You taste incredible. I want to wake up and taste you on my mouth one day”.

He brought his hand up to my pussy and dragged one finger from my clit to my opening. “Aidan,” I panted, “please”.

“Tell me what you want, baby”, he says as he continues to torture me with his finger.“I need your finger inside me, please Aidan, I need you”.

Giving me what I wanted, his finger sunk inside me and the noise I let out should have embarrassed me. I didn’t care though. Not with him.

He worked his finger inside me, slowly and deliciously, as his mouth worshiped my pussy. My clit throbbed and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. “Aidan, I’m coming”, I whispered.

My fingers worked my breasts in tandem with his movements until suddenly my body tightened and goosebumps erupted on my skin. “Yes, fuck yes, oh my fucking god”.

“That’s it Lark. Come on my tongue baby give it to me”. His words tipped me over the edge and my pussy clamped down on his finger as my orgasm crashed into me and my moans echoed around us.

When I opened my eyes, Aidan was looking at me with so much devotion that my breath caught in my throat.

“Thank you”, he said, as he rose back up to tower over me. He pulled my body against him and we let the water cascade over us.

“Why are you thanking me?”

His arms tightened around me. “Because you trusted me enough to share your body with me”. Tears sprung to my eyes as I went up on my tippy toes to place a gentle kiss on his mouth. “I love you too, Aidan”.

He kissed both of my eyelids before reaching for the shampoo and lathering it through my hair. We spent the rest of our shower washing each other and laughing as the bubbles from the soap covered our bodies.


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