Page 70 of Conquered (Highgate Preparatory Academ:y Compendium)
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
LILLY
A sh and I wait upstairs, a fire roaring in the fireplace. I notice now that although it looks like logs, it’s actually gas. Regardless, the heat wafting from it does nothing to warm the chill that has settled over me, seeping into my very bones.
Some time later, the others come up, and although they’re clean, I can see the evidence of what has transpired downstairs. Loki’s shirt cuffs are stained pink, and Jax has a couple of splatters of blood that he’s clearly missed when cleaning up.
“Let’s head home, Pretty Girl,” Loki mumbles, not meeting my eyes as he leads the way out of the cabin. I want to assure him that it’s okay, but he’s gone before I can.
We arrive back at Highgate just as the sun breaks into the sky.
I can hear the dawn chorus fill the air as I exit the car, and it’s so at odds with what just happened, my brain is struggling to compute.
The air is fresh and pure, and I take in a great lungful, as if its purity will spread through me and wash me clean from the inside out.
We walk up the stone steps to the huge front doors, and it feels like years, not weeks ago, since I first approached them.
I feel even more bone-weary than I did back then, like my whole body can’t go another step.
I falter, and Ash catches me before I faceplant into the stone.
He must see something in my gaze because he suddenly sweeps me up into his arms and carries me bridal style over the threshold and up the stairs to our dorm.
“Ash, I can manage from here, thank you,” I say quietly as we walk through our door.
He just grunts at me, taking a leaf out of Jax’s book, and heads to the bathroom. He sets me down next to the shower, reaching in to turn it on. Turning back to me, I can see conflict in his eyes.
Taking another moment, he lifts his phone from his pocket and taps the screen. All of a sudden, Lonely by Nathan Wagner starts to play from speakers somewhere in the room.
Damn! I had no idea they had Bluetooth speakers in here!
His grey eyes meet mine, and for a second, vulnerability shines through them making my heart skip a beat.
Before I can say anything, he drops to his knees and reaches for my shoe.
“Ash, I can manage,” I murmur again softly, my eyes filling with tears as the lyrics of the song sweeps over me.
Is this how he feels?
“I know you can,” he whispers back, then proceeds to undo the buckle on my shoe, encouraging me to step out of it.
He does the same with the other, then moves his hands up my stocking-clad leg to unhook one suspender, then the other.
Grasping my hips in a firm grip, he turns me around to do the same to the back.
Taking the top of my red lacy stocking in his fingers, he slowly rolls it down my legs.
Then he repeats this with the other one.
Even with everything that has happened tonight, and despite all that has happened between us, my breath hitches as his touch burns my skin. My nipples harden to points, and desire for this beautiful, broken man floods through me with the force of a meteor.
Next, he reaches for my thong and glides it over my hips and down my legs.
I’m practically shaking with all of the emotions that are running through me, my weariness all but fading away.
I step out of the lace, and his hands glide back up my legs to grasp my hips once again, turning me back to face him.
His hands tighten their grip, and I can see that he’s almost gasping, his chest rising and falling with each hard breath.
He stands up, his hands moving upwards and taking Jax’s tank top up and off of me, leaving me in just my red lacy corset.
His nostrils flare, and his eyes flood with pure lust as he takes me in, palms coming to rest on my waist.
Leaning forward, he rests his forehead against mine.
“I should walk away and leave you right now,” he growls out, his grip tightening painfully. “But I can’t, Lilly, I can’t leave the only light to have ever come into my life. I’m not strong enough, and I’m too selfish to deny myself.”
His words set a fire inside me, my heart racing at what he’s saying.
“So don’t leave, Ash,” I whisper back.
He inhales sharply, then his lips come down hard onto mine in a kiss that defies gravity.
His tongue presses along the seam of my mouth seeking entry, and I open up gladly, letting him in as my hands come to the lapels of his suit jacket, pushing it off of his shoulders to land with a soft thud on the tiles.
Vaguely, I register that the song has changed to 3 by Vi, her voice weaving its way over and inside me, the lyrics so perfect for this moment between us, that moisture stings my eyes.
I’ve known that Ash wanted me, that he felt the overwhelming need for me the same way that I’ve felt it for him.
But having him finally give in, finally close that distance that we’ve had between us this whole time.
..It’s like nothing on this earth. I feel complete, like all the parts of me are where they belong, and although I’m a little nervous about having a flashback of that awful night in the library, I couldn’t stop this even if I wanted to.
My trembling fingers unbutton his shirt, exposing his glorious inked chest, as his hands come off my waist for a moment to help me take it off, our lips still fused.
Once the shirt is on the floor, he pulls me into him, and I gasp into his mouth at the feel of his hard, hot body pressing into my lace covered breasts.
His fingers come around to my back, and start to unhook the many hooks that fasten my corset. Releasing my mouth, he starts to kiss and nuzzle down my neck. I moan aloud, grasping his ebony hair in my fingers.
Finally, the lace falls to the floor, and almost immediately, his mouth comes over my nipple sucking hard. It's the side that Kai bit earlier and is still a little sore, but the flash of pain only drives me wilder.
“Ash, please…” I beg him, needing more to ease the ache that he’s created.
He gives my nipple one last suck, then drops back down to his knees.
He looks at my bare pussy for a moment, his warm breath tickling me.
Slowly leaning forward, he takes an exploratory lick, swirling his tongue around my clit, and I moan low and loud.
He makes a satisfied noise in the back of his throat at my response, before he suddenly buries his face in my cunt.
Pleasure explodes across my whole body, lighting me up from the inside out. My hand grabs his hair once more as my hips start to move against his face, urging him deeper and harder. I can hear his satisfied groans, like I’m his favourite meal and he just can’t get enough.
“Ash!” I gasp out as I feel the familiar rush of an orgasm begin to sweep over me. He inserts two long fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out as his tongue continues to pulse against my clit.
“I’m so close, Ash,” I whimper, feeling the orgasm start to burn.
At that moment, he crooks his fingers and sucks hard on my clit, nipping it with his teeth, sending me over the edge into the abyss. I scream my release, my whole body flashing white with a lightning bolt.
After a few moments, Ash gets up, and I can't help but giggle, making him raise a perfect black brow.
“I think you'll need a shower too,” I chuckle.
His mouth and chin are not only glistening with my release, but also smeared with my face paint, until he looks like some kind of debauched clown.
He looks up into the mirror behind us, and his lips lift up in a smile that takes my breath away with its beauty. This is the smile he would give all the time if his life was different. If he didn’t have to do what he does.
“Get in,” he tells me, his voice unusually soft.
As I turn to step into the shower, I see his hands go to his belt buckle, undoing it. I step under the hot spray and groan, letting the delicious jets do their work, and loosen my tight muscles.
I feel the brush of cool air across my back seconds before his strong hands alight on my waist, gripping tightly, long fingers indenting my soft skin. Turning me around to face him Ash holds up a face cloth and proceeds to wipe the makeup off my face, before doing the same to his own.
He looks glorious, his hard, toned, inked body covered in droplets of water that sparkle under the lights. He makes me think of Poseidon, all restrained violence and ill-tempered, yet tonight there's also a vulnerability to him that makes him more man than god.
My eyes trace along the valleys and furrows of his mouth watering abs, deciding to ask about all the pictures that cover his skin later as my gaze follows those gorgeous v muscles down to his erect cock, which is so hard it's almost lying flat against his stomach.
Like the others, he's definitely above average in the size department, and the image of him thrusting his hard length inside me leaves me breathless.
“Lilly,” he warns, his voice husky and dark. ”I can only hold back for so long, especially if you keep looking at me like that.”
My eyes flit up to his grey ones, his pupils blown with lust and his nostrils flared.
“So don't hold back, Ash,” I whisper, feeling a sense of rightness settle over me.
“Are you sure?” he questions, and it's that, if nothing else, that tells me he's no monster.
“Yes,” I simply say, my eyes still locked on his. The heat in his grey orbs flares to an inferno as he takes me in, wet and naked under the shower.
Slowly and with a control that is maddening, yet endearing all at once, one of his hands leaves my waist to cup the side of my face, his thumb stroking my cheek tenderly.