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KATERINA

Itstarted playfully. We were watching a movie and somehow, we ended up tangled with each other. I should push him away, create distance, remind myself that this is reckless, dangerous, a road we can’t come back from.

But I don’t.

Because Aiden Knight is everywhere—his hands on my waist, his breath against my skin, his lips trailing slow, agonizing kisses down my neck. Every touch sends a spark skittering across my nerves, my body burning too hot, my mind losing the ability to think about anything except him.

I grip my hoodie—

his hoodie that I’m still wearing—as he presses me into the mattress, his weight solid and grounding, his knee nudging between my thighs, parting them like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

His name leaves my lips in a breathy whisper, and he growls in response, his grip tightening, his fingers teasing against the bare skin of my hip beneath the oversized fabric.

“You love driving me insane, don’t you?”

I smirk, even though my breathing is uneven, my pulse pounding.

“Maybe.”

Aiden’s eyes darken. “Angel.”

The way he says it—low, almost possessive—sends a full- body shiver through me. I arch against him, seeking friction, something, but he just grins, dragging this moment out like he wants me to beg.

So, I do the only thing I can—I kiss him hard.

He groans, his hands sliding beneath the hoodie, fingers tracing up my ribs, slow and reverent.

“You’re going to be the death of me.”

I bite my lip, tugging at the hem of his shirt. “Then die already.”

Aiden laughs, but the sound is strained, his pupils blown wide, his gaze flicking over my face like he’s committing this—me—to

memory.

Then, with a deliberate slowness, he pulls my stolen hoodie over my head, leaving me bare beneath him. He stops breathing as he looks at me, and for the first time, he’s speechless.

I smirk, even though my body is burning, even though I feel like I might shatter under his gaze. “What?”

Aiden swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You’re fucking perfect.”

Warmth floods my chest, my confidence faltering for just a second before he leans down, his lips tracing a slow, torturous path down my collarbone, across my chest, and my stomach.

I let out a shaky breath. “Aiden—”

I wrap one arm around his neck, and with the other hand, I pull his chain bringing his mouth into mine. My breasts press into his bare chest, and the contact sends a soft whimper past my lips. Aiden stiffens, his grip tightening on my waist.

“Kat, I won’t be able to stop,”

he rasps, his voice thick with restraint. “My patience is wearing thin.”

A slow smirk tugs at my lips as I run my fingers through his hair.

“I don’t want you to stop,”

I whisper. “I want all of you.”

Aiden lets out a low groan, his fingers tangling in my hair as he yanks me closer, slamming our lips together in a searing kiss. My right hand grips the nape of his neck, while my other trails down his hard, sculpted chest. My nails scratch lightly along his skin, savouring the way his muscles twitch under my touch.

“God, I’ve wanted to have you like this for so long,”

he murmurs against my lips. His hands grip the back of my thighs, wrapping them around his waist.

For a moment, he just stares at me, his eyes devouring every inch of my body, like he’s trying to memorize me—trying to get his fill before he ruins me. Then, he moves.

His hips thrust forward, hitting my core and i whimper at the contact. His broad frame covering mine as he hovers over me, his forearms caging me in on either side.

A sharp moan escapes me as his mouth attacks my neck, sucking at the sensitive skin. I don’t think I’ve told him before, but neck kisses? They’re my weakness.

And Aiden? He’s ruthless about exploiting it.

He grinds against me, his arousal pressing hard into my core. A shudder rolls through me as I lock my legs around his waist, trying to get more friction, needing more.

“God, baby, you look unreal,”

he groans, his lips dragging along my collarbone.

I gasp as he sucks on the same spot again, making me see stars.

Aiden moves lower, trailing kisses down my chest, leaving love bites along the tops of my breasts. Marking me. Claiming me. His lips travel lower, stopping at my navel.

“Open your legs for me, Angel Face,”

he murmurs. “I want to

see all of you.”

A deep flush crawls up my neck, but I do as he says,

spreading myself wide for him. His eyes darken, his gaze fixed on my core like it’s his next meal.

“You better take a deep breath, baby, because I’m about to leave you breathless.”

Before I can process his words, he pulls me to the edge of the bed and licks me from top to bottom. A sharp gasp tears from my throat.

“Aiden—”

“So fucking wet for me, Kat,”

he groans. “You taste so damn good.”

My hips jerk off the bed as his tongue flicks over my clit, teasing, tormenting. I tangle my fingers into his hair, holding him there, needing more. Aiden slides one finger inside me, moving in sync with his tongue.

A choked moan escapes me as he curls his finger, pressing against that spot. My hips try to lift again, but his strong grip holds me still.

“I can’t wait to see those pouty lips wrapped around my cock,”

he murmurs against me. I whimper, pleasure tightening deep in my belly.

“Aiden… I—I’m gonna come if you keep—”

He slides in a second finger, filling me. The combination of his fingers and tongue sends me over the edge so fast I can’t even warn him. I shatter, my entire body trembling as my orgasm crashes through me.

“Aiden-Ah”

I moan his name as I shake from the mind-blowing pleasure. Aiden pulls his fingers out, and I whimper at the loss of contact.

Then, I watch as he licks them clean, eyes locked onto mine.

“Are you going to be a good girl and suck my cock, Kat?”

His voice is hoarse, full of raw desire. “I’m dying to feel your mouth around me.”

I nod, biting my bottom lip. Aiden stands, stripping off his boxers and shorts in one go. And I freeze. My eyes widen as I stare at him. How the hell is that supposed to fit? Anywhere?

Aiden notices my expression and smiles smugly.

“Don’t worry, Goldie”

he rasps. “We’ll make it fit.”

I swallow hard, shifting onto my knees and moving closer. He stands above me, his cock level with my face.

“Damn, baby,”

he groans. “You look like a fucking wet dream right now.”

I wrap my fingers around him, stroking slowly, watching as his breath hitches.

I swirl my tongue around the tip, feeling his body tense.

“Fuck,”

Aiden groans. “That feels so good, baby.”

I take more of him, bobbing my head up and down, letting the tip hit the back of my throat. His fingers tangle in my hair, guiding my pace.

“God, you are unreal,”

he mutters. I spit on the tip, stroking him faster, sucking harder, determined to ruin him. Aiden pulls back suddenly, lifting me and laying me flat on the bed. He crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me hungrily, his right hand palming my breast, fingers pinching my nipple. I moan when I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance.

“Fuck. I don’t have a condom. I didn’t know-”

I shake my head, pulling him closer.

“I’m on birth control,”

I whisper against his lips, arching my back to get more friction, “And I’m clean. I swear.”

“Me too. I promise.”

Aiden says, restraint wearing thin. I nod as he kisses me

deeply, his hand running along my inner thigh.

Then, he pushes in. I gasp, my nails digging into his back as his cock stretches me open. Aiden stills, breathing heavily.

“Fuck, Angel,”

he groans. “If you keep clenching my cock like that, this is gonna be over really quick.”

I giggle, capturing his lips in a soft kiss.

Aiden pulls out and thrusts back in, hard. I cry out, pleasure crashing through me as Aiden starts thrusting in and out, his pace steady, deep, relentless.

“Fuck, Angel. I love how your cunt swallows me whole. Made just for me.”

His hand wraps around my throat, and I realize the pressure makes everything more intense.

“Harder, Aiden. I need more.”

Aiden adjusts himself, placing a pillow under my hips, lifting my legs, slamming into me deeper. He grips my thigh, his eyes wild as he takes all of me.

“Tell me you’re mine, Angel Face,”

he rasps. “Tell me this pussy belongs to me.”

My lips part, his words only heightening the pleasure I’m feeling.

“All yours, Aiden. Only yours.”

And when I come again, screaming his name, I know it’s true. I belong to him.

And God help me, because I think I always have.