《Deception (Book #1) ✅》~41: Beg the Question~
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⚠️There is a little bit of racy contant in this chapter.
We were loud as hell and no, not in that way. I mean in the way that we are currently in the kitchen knocking shit off the counters and clearing table tops.
Caleb didn't seem to mind though as his lips couldn't seem to stay a second off my own. He had put me on every surface of the kitchen that he could, not letting go of me the entire time. I swore both our hands had roamed every inch of each others body above the waist. Not like I didn't want, I was nervous someone would stumble in here at any given minute.
For now I'd settled for the impeccable feeling of his lips on mine and his rough hands memorizing every curve and dip on my body. I let the fingers in my one hand curl through his dark brown hair. My other hand was leisurely roaming over the smooth peck muscles of his chest. When my finger accidentally flicked over his nipple he stiffened but it was short as he soon deepened the kiss a with a growing urgency.
He was kissing me, feeling me, holding me like I would slip through his fingertips at any moment. I was trying to keep up with him but the primal instincts of his wolf made it impossible to keep up with the aggressiveness.
There was another rustle of newspapers and magazines being thrown to the floor from the countertop that Caleb was now clearing to lay me on. My ankles were securely locked behind his back keeping him snug against my core.
Every single movement no matter how soft set fire between my legs and Caleb knew it as he leaned harder against me as his hands traveled beneath my t-shirt. I wasn't wearing a bra and as his hands easily dwarfed my breast, I soon realized just how massive his hands were... or was I small chested?
Who cares Evelyn?! Enjoy the moment for once.
As he massaged my breast I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as his finger twirled around my nipple as we continued to get lost in each other.
Caleb sat me up our chest pressed securely against each other. My hardened nipples so sensitive that even the thinness of my t-shirt was over stimulating them to the point I was arching my back. Caleb took that as an opportunity as he snaked his arm behind my back grabbing my curly hair in his hand gently pulling my head back and exposing my neck.
He peppered kisses from the corner of my mouth across my jawline and down the column of my neck. His touch was setting fire to my skin and I was only left craving more like an addict that couldn't get enough.
As Caleb left a trail of delicate kisses to the base of my neck where my healed mark resided I dug out confidence that was buried deep within me. I slowly slide my hands down the sides of his torso and to the band of his sweatpants.
I tugged him teasingly closer then with tantalizing fingers I gently slipped my fingers into the inside of his pants, but I didn't get far. Caleb had pulled away from me grabbing my wrist and pulling it away from him.
A heated blush was spreading on my face as embarrassment set in. Did I do something wrong? Shit! I knew I was moving way too fast for him. He's drunk Eve and you're over here taking advantage of him like a perv.
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"What are you doing?" He asked breathless while he pressed his forehead to mine. His blue eyes half closed with desire.
I knew he wanted to continue, his hard member was pressed snug against my core and wasn't leaving much to the imagination. So why had he stopped me?
"No, what are you both doing?" Nora's voice cut through our sexual tension like a hot knife through butter. Both I and Caleb looked at her, my already beat red face became scorching hot, as if I weren't already embarrassed enough.
I was thankful Caleb was at least able to talk since my body was froze in mortification, but I instantly regretted him talking for us.
"What does it look like Nora?" He was still drunk and his filter was vertically nonexistent.
Seriously Caleb you could have at least tried to play it off?
She scrunched her nose up in disgust. "On the kitchen counter?" She crossed her arms. "Really?"
Caleb helped me down from the counter moving his hand from my wrist to intertwine our fingers instead.
"I forgot you still have virgin eyes." He rudely remarked. I pulled on his hand to reprimand him but he only clenched my hand tighter. The warning was enough to deter me from displaying challenging him.
Nora rolled her eyes coming deeper into the kitchen. "Fuck off, my sex life has nothing on your's." She proceeded to reach for a glass in one of the cupboards and filled it up. We watched while she took a sip of the water, why were we standing there watching her? I had no idea but Caleb was still feeling exasperated with her mere presence and I could understand the reason why. Nora was his sister and she lived in the pack house, it wasn't like she wasn't allowed to be thirsty in the middle of the night.
She finished her glass putting it in the sink and darting her eyes between the both of us. "Why are you staring at me like I can't get a drink of water?"
"Because you're never up this late." Caleb shot back.
"Well good thing I was because you two were about to make a baby on the kitchen counter." She narrowed her eyes giving us both a disapproving look. "Please tell me you were at least going to clean up after yourselves?"
Silence enveloped the room and she groaned pinching the bridge of her nose. "Just- just forget I even saw anything. Okay?" She looked over rubbing her face tiredly.
Caleb nor I answered her rhetorical question as she pursed her lips and gave us an awkward look before leaving the kitchen. I was finally able to let out a breath of air that I hadn't noticed I had been holding the whole time.
I expected Caleb to shrug off the encounter with Nora but when I brought myself to look up at him his eyes were foggy. He was talking to someone, but who the hell was still awake? My subconscious begged for his attention but I wasn't sure I should even attempt to break his inner conversation.
So I opted to pull my hand out of his and pick up the mess of magazines and other items that fell off the counter. This caught his attention, however, as he bent down to help me pick up the stuff. His hands moved with slight incoordination as he gathered a few magazines. Clearly he was still feeling his drink.
There was something bothering him I could tell as I sneaked glances at his face. He was no longer having an unspoken conversation with someone, so I was perplexed why he was still looking as though he was troubled by something.
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I reached out to grab his hand, stopping him from gathering the items. He didn't look at me as I asked him, "What is wrong?" His much larger hand twitched in mine giving me the impression that something was rubbing him the wrong way.
He let out a deep sigh before looking into my eyes. There was something in his eyes, an emotion I couldn't quite pinpoint, but it was giving me an uneasy feeling.
"Eve have you been hanging out with Nora lately?" His question was random and it threw me off. Of course I hadn't been hanging out with Nora, the only person I had been around really was Taylor or him, but he would know that is he hadn't been hiding away from me.
I shook my head in reply and I was sure he could see the confusion his question was creating for me. He stood up putting the random items on the counter which I followed in suit. His sudden change in attitude was building up suspense that made my heart pump with worry.
"Have you- have you spoken to her?" I blinked at the question. "Have you told her anything? About- about yourself?"
I furrowed my eyebrows together as I tried to read through his questions. There was an underlying reason he was asking me all of this I knew it but I also knew he probably wouldn't tell me, at least not now. He would have already told me by now if he wanted me to know the reason. Caleb wouldn't be beating around the bush.
So then what was with the questions? Was I supposed to talk to her about all my feelings and worries? She was his sister but I was never one to really open up about myself. And I hadn't forgotten the last encounter I had with her that involved her stripping me and forcing me to have a bath. I still struggled to tell Caleb stuff how the hell did he expect me to open up to someone who's seen more of me than him.
"No. Is everything okay?" I asked him trying to keep the worry out of my voice. If he heard how distraught I was becoming he'd change the subject I didn't want that. I wanted to learn as much as I could. I wanted to be a part of this all as much as I was once petrified I was slowly but surely embracing it. "Should I talk-"
Caleb put both his hands on either side of my face pulling my full attention deep into his bright blue eyes that were dilated more than usual. The smell of his whiskey was still faintly laced in his breath.
"No. I want you to stay away from her." He pulled me close to his body his hand cradled the nap of my neck making the side of my face rest on his chest. The steady rhythm of his heart beat gave me a warm sense of security that helped my worry dwindle. Caleb kissed the top of my head before he continued. "I want you to be with either Naní, Taylor or myself."
Did he not trust his sister? Did this mean that he didn't even trust Alex or Lawerence? His two best friends.
I pulled back a little to look up at him. "Something is wrong." I knew I wouldn't push it much further but I had to. What if it would be helpful to know, to know what to look out for, or better yet who to avoid? There was a reason he picked Taylor and Naní and the crazy fact that he said Taylor's name made me that much more on edge. It wasn't for the fact I didn't trust Taylor it was the fact that I knew Caleb disliked her but still chose her over everyone else to be around me.
"You don't have to worry about anything." He told me. His response only made me that much more unnerved.
Something definitely was wrong. Now I had to consider if I should beg the question, if it was worth the turmoil that I knew would follow if I asked. Maybe it was best not to ask. Maybe it was best to let him handle it with out my overly emotional reactions.
I wasn't given much warning before Caleb pressed his lips to mine again, this time it was more desperate, more hungry, as if I would evaporate before him in an instant. I clung to his body like a second skin indulging in the electrifying and addicted feeling that engulfed my every nerve.
He pulled my head back again by my hair exposing my chest and delicate neck. He resumed where he had left off before I tried to take the lead. My face flushed as the memory came back. Jesus, I made a fool of myself.
Caleb without warning pulled back and I could barely look up at him through my thick lashes. He was frowning down at me before putting his forehead to mine.
"Why are you feeling embarrassed?" He questioned.
"H-how did you know?" I was speechless how easy he could read me. How did he know I was embarrassed, we were kissing, it wasn't like he had been looking at me. Even if he had been I didn't think it was that obvious.
He was trying to distract me from asking more questions I told myself. Why else the random burst of kisses?
Caleb trailed his finger down the side of my neck brushing ever so gently against the mark at the base of it. I shuddered at the overwhelming sensation, bitting the inside of my cheek to keep from gasping.
"My mark on you is more than a sign that you're my mate. It warns off others that you're mine and taken but also-" He left a soft peck on the sensitive spot creating a building need for him all over again. "I can read your emotions like a book."
"Wait, you can-" I paused, my eyes nearly budged out of my head as it set in what he was telling me. So he knew what I was feeling at any giving moment? "Can you read every emotion?"
He smirked which only made me want the floor to open up and swallow me whole. There was no sense of privacy anymore with him even if I wanted there to be. Anything I felt towards anyone, especially him was now accessible to him at any given time.
"Relax, I know what you're feeling not what you're thinking."
"That's- that's the same thing Caleb!" I took a step back earning a possessive growl from him in retaliation. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? I- I would have- I would have been more mindful."
Damn right I would have been. I wouldn't have been so angry, or sad, or oh my god, I wouldn't have been so aroused. Holy shit, he definitely knew how I felt towards him, what his touch did to me. I inadvertently clenched my legs tighter as the thoughts clouded my head once more.
"And what- shut your emotions out? Because that's health Eve." He argued. I bit my lip trying to find another plausible reason why he should have told me sooner. "Can you please-" Caleb stopped himself mid sentence looking to be concentrating hard to piece together his next string of words. "I can't have this conversation with you right now." His eyes dilating black more and more, millimeter by millimeter.
"We should go to bed we can finish this conversation in the mornin. Preferably when I can think the head on my neck rather than the one between my legs." He rubbed his eyes and I only then realized the dark circles under his blue eyes. Had he been getting any sleep? It didn't look like it.
"But-" Caleb gave me a quick kiss on my lips bringing an end to my complaint.
"No more tonight Eve. I think we've said enough- done enough for tonight." There was grin plastered across his perfect face and I couldn't find the will power to argue.
So I let him hold my hand and guide us both up to our bedroom.
Though he was full heartedly embracing me in the moment there was something stressing him. I could tell it was pulling lines in his forehead as it consumed his mind. I wish I had the courage, the persistence to ask him until he gave in, but that wasn't me.
This was never me. I was slowly becoming another person where I was more confident around everyone else as I adapted to this new life style, but when it came to him I was giving into him. The word that fit best was one I never wanted to admit but I was becoming submissive.
Was that something I wanted to become? Was it okay? Was this normal?
Why did it feel natural when it came to him?
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