Mated To An Enemy

463 I'll Help You

[Two Days Ago]

Ashleigh’s mind stirred; she felt the coolness of the sheets against her bare skin and smelled the melting wax and smoke from the candles lit around the room.

‘That’s weird,’ she thought. Knowing full well she had worn a nightgown to bed and hadn’t lit any candles.

The bed moved just slightly behind her, dipping with a sudden weight, and then the heat of his body curling around her spread over her skin like wildfire.

Ashleigh took a deep breath, inhaling his scent and closing her eyes to let it fill her.

His warm mouth settled over her throat, kissing her gently as she leaned back against him.

She smiled.

“You really are an incubus…” she whispered.

He smiled against her throat.

“And I plan to steal every drop of your delicious energies,” Caleb whispered. His hot breath sent pulses of pleasure rippling through her nervous system.

His fingertips trailed over her shoulder to trace her clavicle as his naked body pressed against her back. Gentle lips touched against the curve of her throat as she released soft pants of anticipation.

Caleb’s fingertips continued down to trace small circles over the top of her breast until he found her nipple.

Ashleigh licked her lips as she unconsciously stretched her body back against him for more access.

Caleb sucked gently on her throat as his fingers massaged her breast. He pressed his lower body firmly against her, letting her know how much he missed her.

Ashleigh let out a moan. She reached back, trying to touch him, to make him feel the pleasure she felt as his hand teased her nipple. But he pulled his hand away from her breast and stopped her.

He grabbed her hand and whispered.

“No,” he said, moving her hand to her stomach. He nibbled at her ear as his hot breath whispered. “Touch yourself.”

Ashleigh’s eyes widened.

“What?” she asked.

He nuzzled his head against her, bringing his lips back to her ear.

“Touch yourself,” he whispered again.

Ashleigh hesitated and took a deep breath.

“I… haven’t really… I don’t….”

She was too embarrassed to finish the sentence.

Caleb smiled at the innocence of his precious mate.

“I’ll help you,” he whispered.

Caleb’s hand slid over hers, gently holding her hand. He guided her down to her thigh. He let her go.

“Move your hand where you want to be touched,” he whispered heatedly into her ear.

Ashleigh swallowed as his voice sent a thrum of heat into the exact place she longed for his touch.

Caleb massaged her thigh as Ashleigh took a deep breath and licked her lips. Timidly, she moved her hand toward her center.

She felt the heat coming off her as her fingers slid over her mound. She paused, applying the gentlest pressure. She let out a soft breath. Again, she gently rubbed, sending mild currents of pleasure deeper into the heat.

Ashleigh did this a few more times, pressing a little more aggressively. Soft gasps and gentle moans escaped her lips.

Caleb’s hand left her thigh and once more settled over hers. He nibbled at her ear.

“Further,” he whispered, encouraging her hand down.

Ashleigh’s heart picked up, and she swallowed with nervous anticipation.

His strong warm hand guided her into her outer folds until her fingertips dipped into a sticky, wet heat. It was a strange feeling that she had no chance to process as he led her finger to the sensitive bud. Even the gentlest graze had her gasping and leaning back against him.

Even without his guidance, Ashleigh flicked the bud, pressing against it as she felt the heat and pressure gathering inside her. Her breaths quickened, and she leaned back against him as he bit along her shoulder.

Caleb’s hand moved away from hers. Moving further down, Ashleigh already knew what he was doing, and the anticipation drove her even more wild. Caleb slipped one, then two fingers inside of her, drawing a gasping moan from her.

He moved against her, it wasn’t deep, but it was enough to make her walls squeeze around him. Feeling his fingers moving inside her, she gasped again as he pushed a third into her.

She felt it coming. The wave that would crash over her and drown her in ecstasy, her fingers moved harder against the sensitive bud, and her breathing became quicker and more desperate. As she rocked her body against his hand.

“Keep going, baby. You’re almost there,” he whispered against her shoulder.

Ashleigh did as he said, continuing to stimulate herself until the pleasure was almost painful. Her throat felt like it would dry out from all of her pantings.

But just as she didn’t think she could take it any longer, the wave crashed over her with a guttural moan. Her entire body convulsed with the strength of her orgasm.

Ashleigh pulled her hand away from her body, grabbing hold of the bed as she continued to feel the throbbing, pulsing energy pour over her.

“We’re not done,” Caleb whispered against her ear.

She felt him pull away from her. His hand moved down and lifted her leg just enough for him to slip his stiff shaft between her thighs.

Ashleigh gasped as he stroked against her. Her juices slid over him as he ran his length along her slit.

“Touch me,” he whispered.

Ashleigh didn’t need to be convinced this time.

She immediately reached down and put her hand around the head of his cock, rubbing it as he continued to gently thrust himself between her thighs.

Ashleigh moved her hips, pressing her wetness down over the top of his shaft.

Caleb let out a hungry groan as she did so.

“I don’t think I can wait,” he whispered as he kissed and bit along her throat. “Watching you touch yourself was too much.”

Caleb paused his thrusting, the head of his shaft pressing against her overstimulated bud. Ashleigh released a shaky breath as the soft touch continued the torturous pleasure.

“Then why wait?” she asked in a husky voice as she rolled her hips forward and down, with a delighted moan as she forced the head of the shaft inside her.