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The bed was too soft.

The sheets to stiff.

My clothes were wrapping me too tight, almost as if they were constricting.

For what felt like hours I had been laying in complete darkness. My body just wouldn't relax.

After Caine had walked away, I had peeled myself from where he had left me and headed straight for the shower.

I was so distracted by his manliness that I had conditioned my hair twice, leaving me with hair that will be wild tomorrow.

Shifting violently around in my bed, I decided it was the clothes driving me insane.

Moving as little as I could, I stripped down to nothing so the sheet touched every inch of my bare skin.

Releasing a large breath, I closed my eyes again. Hoping sleep would come this time.

The bed dipped beside me.

Strange, I didn't hear the door open.

A warm large hand glided over my flat stomach.

That simple action was enough to pull a moan from my lips.

Wet lips kissed lightly upward on my arm. The fine stubble on his face scratching where ever it touched. I gripped the sheet beneath me, arching my back off the soft thread attempting to move his hands further down.

His hot breath fanned my neck and his hulking size loomed over me.

His chocolate eyes held me captive, his grip growing tighter around my waist. The nub between my folds pulsed harder, begging to be rubbed. Pressing my thighs together, I failed to relieve any pressure. A frustrated growl filling the silence in the room as Caine placed more kisses along my neck.

"Patience little flower." His voice was husky as he moved between my legs. "The best blooms take their time in opening."

Sharp teeth dragged along the length of my throat, a small groan escaping Caine's mouth.

Pulling back his eyes raked over my body as his fingers followed their trail, stopping once they reach the peak of my breast. "So perfect," his whisper sent a yummy shiver into my core.

He was taking too long. I wanted his hands all over me, his lips needed to be covering mine. I wanted him inside of me, filling me.

"Please," I begged. Unashamed of how much I wanted him. My body felt hot, my nerves were hyped and I ached for a release I knew only he could give me.

Rough lips kissed the top of my full chest. His raspy tongue curling around my hardened nipple, causing me to cry out in pleasure.

My fingers snaked into his hair, pulling tightly and moving his attentions to the other side.

His sharp teeth bit down hard. Moaning out my pleasure at the pain as he sucked the bite. His tongue licking the wound.

My hips began to rock, inching closer to his torso. The need was becoming too strong, so pulling his head away from my boobs, I lifted it until his eyes met mine.

"I need you now. Buried deep within me. Over and over again."

"Little flower, you're not ready to take all of me. Be patient." His voice seemed to fade towards the end even though he was still above me.

Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I pulled his face towards mine.

Just as our lips connected, I took a grasping breath, sitting upright in bed.

My heart was racing, the tension in my body was high. Needing no time to adjust to the darkness, I realized the room was empty. I looked at the clock beside the bed.

"7 pm? Wait, what." I had slept the whole day away. Caine was a dream? it was just a dream.

It felt as if I could cry but the wetness rubbing against my inner leg drew my attention.

Slowly unsure of what I was doing, my fingers slid between the folds of my mound.

A sigh of relief passed my lips followed by a breathy moan as I rubbed my clit. Gentle at first, growing harder and faster the better it felt.

It still wasn't enough, moving so I was sitting slightly, I continued the hard rubbing of my swollen peak. Slipping two fingers from my other hand inside my wet hole, I pumped in and out adding a third when I felt I could take it.

My breathing was rugged as I licked my dry lips. It felt good. All of it, but I need to be pushed over the edge.

Resting my head back as I closed my eyes, I picture Caine's strong body back between my legs. His thick fingers moving in the same patterns as my hands. I watched as his muscular chest beaded with sweat. Dark veins running slightly under his smooth skin.

In and out.

Faster. Harder.

I remembered the way it felt as his perfect teeth bit into the soft flesh on my chest.

My core tightened.

Pure ecstasy rushed through my body. My thighs clenched around my hands as I convulsed, only becoming slack once I was spent.

My chest heaved as I fought to control my breathing. A smile sat smugly on my face. I can't remember if I had ever done that before but I knew I was going to be doing it again sometime.

My cocoon of bliss burst as I heard a throat clear from near the door.

"Well if I knew this was what you do all day, I would have come in sooner."

With a loud squeal, I scrambled for the blankets, wrapping them around my body as I stood facing the man at the door. "Caine."

"W-what are you doing here?" I'm horrified. How long was he standing there? What did he see? I could feel the heat flooding my cheeks and I couldn't look away from his face.

"I came in to see if you were alright. I thought you might be sick. Mary said you hadn't come down all day, I guess I now know why."

A smile pulled at his lips as a strange look came over his face. His eyes grew darker the closer he stepped towards me. Heat radiated from his massive form. His chest was so close to me, the scent coming from him made me take deeper breaths.

His thick fingers wrapped around my wrist, pulling it away from the grip I held on the blanket. My heaving chest only just contained my heart as it raced from the contact. The hand he grabbed was the one I had been sliding inside of my damp flesh.

Bringing my fingers to his lips, the wet touch of his tongue flicked across the tips before being drawn completely into his mouth.

"Humm," a low moan coming from him was making me on edge once again.

Sucking hard, he pulled me closer with his other hand. Cradling my waist, my naked body was only protected by the thin blanket wound tightly around me.

Removing my fingers from his mouth, Caine dragged his nose along my arm.

Caught up in the strange feelings I was having, my head dropped back as his face got closer to my neck. His soft lips placed a light kiss on my neck, lingering while his tongue darted out, tasting my skin.

A shiver ran down my body from the contact, shaking me out of the blissful trace I was in. Pulling back, I place my free hand on his chest to stop him from advancing once more.

My body screamed for his touch once more. We stared at each other; his eyes now so dark I couldn't see any brown left. His sharp breath told me I wasn't the only one affected by what had just happened. Glancing down my focus was drawn to the noticeable strain against the front of his pants.

"Okay my little vagina miner, go wash up before I rip the blanket from covering your amazing body and take you."

"Take me where?" I answered still slightly in a daze.

The sound of his chuckle warmed my cooling skin. "I meant fuck you, right here, right now."

A strong pulse made my lower region tighten at his harsh words, a blush covering my face as I looked away in an attempt to hide it. I stood there for a moment longer before realizing he had already left the room.

He made no noise again, moving too fast for me to see. Drawing in a lung full of air, I scoop up the bottom of my blanket, heading into the bathroom to have a shower and get ready for dinner.