Mated To An Enemy

Caleb growled and grabbed hold of her hip tightly.

He sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly as he held himself still.

“Naughty girl,” he whispered breathily into her ear before plunging himself all the way to the hilt inside her.

Ashleigh cried out and gripped tightly to the sheets at the sudden fullness. He thrust into her several times, holding tightly to her hip.

Ashleigh moaned and cried out as each thrust sent another jolt through her body. Caleb thrust harder and faster as he felt her heart rate increase and the excitement building. Her walls squeezed around him, and with a final thrust, he bit down on her mark, savoring her taste as he forced her back over the edge of her pleasure.

Her body tightened and shook as a scream tore from her lips and her mind floated along the crashing waves of desire and satisfaction.

Caleb turned her onto her back and spread her legs to settle between them. Ashleigh's mind was still floating in ecstasy when his tongue dipped into her and began to lap up her juices.

She gasped and slipped her fingers into his hair; each flick of his tongue drew another soft cry and tightened her grip.

Caleb pulled his mouth away from her core, trailing wet kisses onto her hip and stomach and finally stopping at her breast. He pulled her nipple into his mouth and twirled his tongue around it before sucking down on it roughly, making Ashleigh cry out.

As her hands gripped the sheets and she shoved her head back into the mattress while he teased and pulled at her nipple, Caleb lined himself up with her entrance once more.

He pulled his mouth away from her breast and looked down at her.

Ashleigh was panting heavily, her face flush with excitement and weariness.

“Baby…” she whispered between breaths. “It's too much….”

“Are you sure?” he whispered softly.

She looked up into his silvery eyes and saw the desire that stared back at her. Though she was exhausted and nearly spent, she felt a deep growl within her own belly. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

“No…” she whispered, licking her lips.

Caleb smiled and traced her slit at the tip of his shaft. Ashleigh let out a shuddered breath as her body arched in reaction to him.

He lined himself up, and he pushed into her with an agonizingly slow movement. Ashleigh's breath caught in her throat as he filled her once more.

Once he was entirely inside her, he didn't move, just holding his place and keeping them connected.

Caleb leaned forward, hovering his lips just above hers.

“I don't think I could survive without this special connection of ours,” he whispered.

Ashleigh still took small shallow breaths; Caleb could feel the twitches of her walls against him. Just having him inside her, stretching her, stimulated her already sensitive depths.

“I think I might be addicted to you, Ash. I need to feel you, all of you, every single day for the rest of my life,” he whispered, kissing her lips gently.

“I'm not sure I will survive that,” Ashleigh laughed between soft pants.

Caleb smiled.

“I will let you rest tomorrow,” he offered as he slowly began to move inside her. “But for the rest of the tonight….”

His thrusting increased in tempo, and Ashleigh's soft pants began to become desperate gasps as he hit the place deep inside her, making her toes curl.

“We're going to enjoy every last moment until neither of us can think straight anymore.”

“Then…” Ashleigh whispered as she tried to gain control of her breathing. “You have some… catching up to do…”

Caleb caught the dark swirl of mischief in her eyes just before she made her move.

Ashleigh wrapped her arms around his neck and bit down on his mark as she rolled her hips up against him and squeezed her walls tightly around his shaft.

Caleb cried out in surprise as his own release was forced out of him by his crafty mate.

***

[One Day Ago]

“I'm so tired,” Ashleigh whispered against Caleb's chest.

Caleb smiled and hugged her close.

“Just sleep in tomorrow. Mom and Galen have things covered for now.”

“Yea, but I'm supposed to be testing out the new weapons from Burning Ember that you sent back.”

“It can wait a few hours,” Caleb said, kissing the top of her head. “You need to rest.”

Ashleigh laughed.

“Says the man that keeps me from actually getting any rest!”

Caleb laughed.

“I can't help it,” he said, hugging her tighter. “I miss you.”

“It's been three days,” she laughed, “and you have pulled me into an incubus dream both nights you've been gone. Have you had time to miss me?”

“Dreams are nice,” he whispered. “But the real thing is much better.”

“Our dreams are pretty close to real,” Ashleigh replied. “I'm certainly as tired after them as I am after a genuine all-night session with you.”

Caleb laughed.

“They are close,” he said. “But your scent doesn't stay with me throughout the day from dreams.”

Ashleigh smiled, knowing she had curled up with his pillow to sleep that night because his scent lingered on it.

“I miss you, too,” she said, tracing her finger along his chest. “So, finish up these debates and come home. I promise you my undivided attention for at least twenty-four hours.”

“That is definitely strong motivation I can hold to,” Caleb growled, running his hand along her back. “But maybe, you can give me a little more?”

Ashleigh felt the tingle through her skin and pulled away.

“Ok, that's enough of that,” she laughed. “We both need sleep! I am cutting you off.”

Caleb laughed and moved to chase after her, but the dream fell away, and he found himself alone in his bed. The room was dark, and out the window, he could see the snow on the trees.

Caleb sighed and laid his head back on the pillow. He smiled, tempted to reach out to her again, but she was right. The sooner these discussions were done, the sooner he could return to her.

***

The discussions with the nomads were more irritating than expected. They argued amongst themselves and hardly listened to what the alphas had to say.

Myka, the one that was a friend of Alice, seemed more distracted than anyone, hardly paying attention to what was being said.

Caleb was also struggling to focus on the meeting.

Not long after the earliest discussion that morning had begun, he felt something strange. As though his connection with Ashleigh was strained somehow.

When they finally settled on taking a break, Caleb rushed out of the room. He tried calling her, but she didn't answer. He reached out to her, but something kept him from reaching her.

He tried his best not to panic. Not to jump to conclusions.

Finally, he got ahold of Fiona. When she said she hadn't seen her all day, he asked her to check on Ashleigh.

It was another hour before he heard back, Fiona had gone to his room, and Ashleigh was asleep.

Caleb took a deep breath, knowing she was all right.

Fiona told him she couldn't wake her, but Caleb told her to let Ashleigh sleep, knowing why she was so worn out.

He laughed to himself after the call. He had been so worried, but in the end, his need to be with her caused the issue. Caleb made a mental note to temper his desires as best he could.

The rest of the day passed without incident. He wasn't concerned when he didn't hear from Ashleigh, knowing she was still safe in their room.

It wasn't until he lay in bed that night, thinking of how to approach the nomads and get them to listen, that something changed.

He heard a whisper.

‘I'm fine,' she whispered in his ear. ‘Please, try not to worry.'

Caleb smiled, thinking his mother must have told her he had called. He was about to reply and tease her, but then everything changed.

Their bond, their constant connection, was abruptly cut off.