Chapter 51

Anila’s POV

“Focus, Anila. Clear your mind and try it again,” Xaden’s firm tone echoed through the dark forest in which we stood.

I squared my shoulders, took a deep breath, and tried to wash away the thoughts of my day. Hell, I tried to wash away my thoughts from this past week. I looked at Xaden, as the handsome man-wolf he was, and the flurry of butterflies assaulted my stomach almost instantly. Clearing my mind when he stood in front of me proved to be difficult. But he was right; I had to learn this spell.

My birthday was a couple of weeks away; my time was running out.

I held my hand out to Xaden, focusing on his features first; the way his full lips curved into a sexy smile and the gleam of his forest-green eyes when he looked at me. His dark hair which was in its gelled style made me want to run my fingers through it to rough it up a bit. Then my eyes drifted downward to his bare torso; he was shirtless like he always was when we trained in the forest. His abs made me want to run my fingers down them or lick them.

I felt my cheeks flushing at the very thought of it.

I imagined his body freezing entirely; I imagined him stiffening from the neck down, just as Zach had done to me that time in the elevator.

The sharp intake of breath from Xaden told me that I had done something that surprised him. I met his eyes, and his eyes were large when he looked back at me.

“I can’t move,” he said, breathlessly. “You did it.”

I smiled as I stepped closer to him, my head cocking to the side as I took in his unmoved body.

“You can’t move at all?” I asked, my voice dropping to a playful whisper.

He arched an eyebrow.

“Not at all,” he said with a bit of amusement in his tone.

Closing the gap between us, I ran my fingers down his firm chest and across his incredible abs. Feeling the smoothness of his body against the palm of my hand. His eyes darkened, but he didn’t tell me to stop. In fact, the deepness of his breath told me to keep going. He lowered his head, the only thing that he could move, and his lips met mine. His kiss was soft and sweet; his breath was warm and inviting. I basked in his closeness, loving the way he felt against me as I ran my fingers all along his sides and down the bands of his sweatpants.

His breathing grew heavier as I nibbled on his bottom lip playfully. I kissed along his jaw and down the nape of his neck. I made my way down his chest and allowed my tongue the freedom to run down his abs.

“Unfreeze me so I can have my way with you,” he said in a growly whisper.

I beamed up at him, my eyes sparkling with humor and desires.

“I do believe you owe me from our last little bet,” I said, biting my lower lip.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“As you wish, my love,” he replied.

I wasn’t an idiot; I knew Xaden had the power to unfreeze himself if he wanted to. He was allowing me this bit of control because he liked it. He liked me doing as I wished to his body and truth be told, I liked it too.

With everything going on since I arrived at this school, this was the normalcy I craved. I needed to be with my boyfriend, the one I loved, and chase away the thoughts of my other mates. At least for right now.

As I lowered myself down his body, I grabbed at his waistband and pulled down his sweatpants along with his boxers. His erection flung free, and it was large and ready for me. From the size, I knew he was filled with as much desire for me as I was for him.

I licked my lips, looked up at him and I could see the pleading in his forest eyes. I didn’t keep him waiting for him, I slid my lips around his manhood, and he sucked in a sharp intake as my tongue glided along the tip, licking the juices that oozed from him. My lips formed around his girth and his manhood slid to the back of my throat as I took him in.

I knew it was killing him not to touch me, and I liked that. I liked that he felt powerless and out of control when it came to me. I like that he allowed me this access to him. As his erection hit the back of my throat, I gagged, but I didn’t stop. I quickened my pace, feeling his manhood swelling and twitching in my mouth.

He moaned my main softly and his raspy voice got carried away in the wind as a light breeze tickled my features and made the hair that came loose from my ponytail sway against my damp cheeks.

I ran my fingers up his thighs and when my eyes shifted to his, I thought of his movements and his unfreezing. On cue, his body relaxed, and his hands flew to my hair. I moaned as his fingers massaged my scalp and his hips jerked. His legs trembled and he let out a low growl in the back of his throat as he released his seed into my mouth.

I allowed it to run down my throat and I sucked him even harder, getting every last drop before I released him from my mouth with a pop.

He lifted me off the ground instantly and pressed his lips firmly against mine, pressing me to the large oak tree, his body curved and formed to mold with mine and his fingers found the round of my butt, pressing me to him. I felt his erection between my legs, wanting even more access to me. But he never broke his kiss; his lips were sweet and hungry at the same time.

He tugged at the string of my pants until I felt them loosening and then he tugged on the waistband until my pants were around my ankles. I stepped out of them, not caring that we were in the middle of the forest, and anyone could see us at any moment. The world was gone from me; all I could think about was Xaden.

He tore my panties off with a single rip and I flinched because I really liked those underpants; they were new. But he didn’t give me to complain because his fingers were sliding between the seams of my folds and his thumb was pressing into my little nub, making a throaty moan escape my lips.

“You’re so wet for me,” he whispered against my lips as he took my bottom lip between his teeth.

I couldn’t speak, all I could do was feel and I loved the way I felt with his hands on my body. His fingers drew out my juices and running them along my clit, making my legs tremble with anticipation. He gripped my hip with his other hand as he pressed further into me, his erection begging for entrance.

I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist, knowing that he would never let me fall and hurt myself. He plunged his cock into me, and I gasped from the fullness. He thrusted his hips against mine and I moved my hips to meet his rhythm. His lips captured mine again, silencing my moans as I felt his manhood hitting my sweet spot perfectly.

My core molded around him and invited him even further. My legs trembled as my climax reached its peak and I exploded around him. My arousal and climax seemed to have set him over the edge as well because, within a couple of more thrusts, he was exploding inside of me, allowing my core to swallow every pit of his juices.

Breathing heavily, he pressed his forehead against mine. My heart was racing wildly in my chest and my entire body trembled against his. I was glad he was holding me because I didn’t think I’d be strong enough to stand.

He slowly slid out of me and I felt his seed dripping out of me and down the sides of my legs. He kissed my forehead, and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to him, basking in our closeness.

“I’ll get you another plan B,” he whispered as he kissed my damp hair.

I nodded against him.

“I really need to go on the pill,” I said in return, biting back a smile.

He kissed me again; this time it was slower and more intimate.

“The infirmary doctors can help you with that,” he spoke against my lips. “I’m usually more careful than this… but something about you, Anila… the thought of having any barriers between us…”

I stopped his words with a kiss, I understood exactly what he meant. I didn’t want any barriers between us either.

I dropped my legs from around his waist and allowed myself to stand so he wouldn’t have to carry me any longer. I reluctantly pulled away from him, still feeling breathless and hazed.

He watched me with intensity as I grabbed my pants off the ground.

I looked up at him.

“Someone could walk over here at any moment. We should get dressed,” I told him.

He nodded and pulled his boxers and pants which were still around his ankles. I smiled at him, biting my lower lip as I put my own pants on and then shoved the ripped fabrics of my underpants into my pocket.

“We should really practice some more,” he told me.

I nodded in agreement and then I remembered something.

“Oh, I’ve been meaning to ask. Damien is my tutor in that advanced magic class I’m taking. He wants to train me over the weekend. Would that be okay?”