Ava’s POV
Dinner is in half an hour and I haven’t seen Cameron since he walked me back to the packhouse nearly two hours ago.
Lily has everything under control and has left for Caleb’s room to freshen up.
I’m standing in the dining hall debating if it would be crossing some weird line if I went up to Cameron’s room.
I know he is my mate, but he is a king, and I don’t want to make any assumptions…
I see a group of Lycans walk past me into the dining hall towards the outside door.
I make my decision, obviously he isn’t still meeting with his men.
I make my way quickly up the stairs, excitement building at the thought of seeing him again.
When I reach his door, I hesitate. I go to knock, but stop when I hear his voice. I try to listen to see if someone else is in the room, but the door swings open.
Cameron smiles at me and I notice his hand slipping his cell into his pocket.
“Hi.” I sound slightly breathless.
“Ava.” He opens the door wider. “Come in.”
I walk in, feeling a little shy.
Cameron wraps his arms around me from behind and leans his face down into my hair and inhales, his body stiffening.
He releases me and stands up.
I turn and look at him in confusion.
“Is everything okay?”
His eyes are dark as he looks at me quietly for a moment before he gives me a strained smile that doesn’t reach his eyes and he nods.
I smile at him and wrap my arms around his waist, inhaling his scent and feeling waves of calm roll over me.
He strokes my hair and I feel him loosen up.
I pull away, leaning my head back to look at him. “Dinner is nearly ready. I wanted to come see you first.”
He smiles at me.
“I haven’t seen you in a while. Everything okay? Any new updates?”
He shakes his head. “Nothing to worry about.”
I wrinkle my nose. I feel like he isn’t telling me something.
He runs the back of his hand down my cheek before leaning down. I stand on tip toes as his lips brush against mine, instantly feeling the fire spread through my entire body, and sighing in pleasure.
Without warning, Cameron sweeps me into his arms and carries me to the bed, sitting me on the edge, his hands eagerly pulling the hem of my skirt up, I raise my bottom so he can lift it up and over my head, tossing it on the floor behind him. I reach for his shirt, but he is faster than me, unbuttoning it and tossing it behind him, followed quickly by his jeans.
It’s going so fast, but I want it, I need it. I know he does too.
He unfastens my bra and gently pushes me back on the bed as he tugs on my panties, kissing my hips as I lift them, before pulling my panties all the way down and tossing them aside as well.
In a flash, his boxers are gone.
I’m breathing heavy. Is this really happening? Right now?
He leans over me, grabbing my face with both of his giant hands and kissing me hard.
I wrap my hands around his waist, pulling him closer.
He leans away, I push myself further onto the bed, away from the edge.
He grabs me by the waist and positions me so that my head is on the pillow before climbing on top of me.
“Cameron…”
His eyes meet mine, dark, passionate, wolfish.
I swallow hard in my desire and run my hands over his pecs, down his abs…
He spreads my thighs with his knee and I feel his hardness push against my wetness.
His eyes meet mine as he slowly pushes inside of me.
Oh my god!
He’s so big that I feel a moment of pain before he pulls back out. I’m practically panting as he pushes in again, this time slower.
His eyes never leave mine as he moves slowly, pushing in a little deeper each time.
The pain was fleeting. He’s big, but I want and need more of him.
I grab his hips and pull them towards me, lifting my own hips to meet his movements. He thrust deeper and I yell in pleasure.
He starts thrusting faster as I clutch to him, unable to stay quiet as moans of pleasure escape from both of us over and over.
I cling to him as the pressure builds inside of me as he stretches me by going even deeper, harder, faster…
The orgasm is a pleasure explosion like nothing I have ever felt before, pressing my body hard against his as we scream each other’s names while he thrust one final time into me, deeper still, holding my bottom against him while he releases inside of me and the waves of ecstasy wash over us.
He falls limply on top me, his weight both comforting and slightly crushing. We both breathe deeply but say nothing.
I can’t believe that just happened. I run my hand lazily down his back, slightly damp from sweat.
He lifts himself up and brushes his lips against mine, then my cheek, my chin, my jaw.
“You are amazing, Ava.”
I nod at him, it’s too much effort to talk.
He kisses my lips one more time before hoping out of bed and picking his clothes off the floor, putting them on, and tossing mine onto the bed beside me, all while I lay on the bed watching him.
“We’ll be late for dinner if we don’t hurry.”
With a sigh, I set up and start to get dressed, my body feeling heavy with satisfaction.
Cameron has his phone back out, frowning as he reads the screen and types something.
So…that was fast. No foreplay. No cuddling afterwards.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, I wanted it just as much as he did, and basically the entire day has been foreplay…but, I don’t necessarily feel closer to him now.
But damn, that felt good.
I’m still tingling as I pull my underwear on.
It’s a shame we have to rush off, I wouldn’t mind skipping the dinner and staying in bed the rest of the evening with Cameron. In my opinion, that was over way too soon.
I look up at him, almost thinking of mentioning my idea, when he catches my eye and grins at me.
“I wish we could skip dinner and stay in bed.” He winks at me.
“Can we?” I pause with one of my flats in my hand.
He laughs and bends down to kiss my forehead. “Not tonight, I have to make an appearance, but we have all night after.”
I feel tingly all over again in anticipation of a repeat.
As I lean over and put my flat on, Caleb’s voice enters my head.
“Are you coming to dinner? Everyone is waiting on King Cameron…”
I look guiltily up at Cameron who is back on his phone and try not to think about what just happened so Caleb can’t read my thoughts.
“On the way now.”
I stand up and Cameron looks at me, sliding his phone into his jean pocket.
He smiles and grabs my hand, bringing it up to his mouth to kiss the back of it, and we make our way to the dining hall.