The Ice King’s Forbidden Bond Chapter 07
Eden’s Pov
This whole day has been pure torture.
At breakfast, during my study breaks, and even while he was at training, Adrian and I secretly texted each
other under the table–simple messages like “I can’t
stop thinking about last night” and “I need you inside me again“-which kept my cheeks flushed the whole time.
When night fell, the house finally quieted down–my parents and the twins had all gone out to the mate gathering, and the two of us had made up an excuse not to go.
So it was just the two of us in the packhouse, and I was
burning up with anticipation.
I was wearing only his loose jersey, the soft fabric falling to mid–thigh and still carrying his scent.
Just as I was brushing my hair, the bedroom door opened silently, and Adrian walked in, casually locking
the door behind him.
His gaze swept over me, and his eyes instantly grew intense.
“Damn, Eden,” he panted, his voice already hoarse,
“you’re wearing my jersey… it’s driving me wild.”
He crossed the room in three strides and pulled me
straight up to the full–length mirror that covered the entire wall. Standing behind me, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me back against his firm chest.
Suddenly, Adrian lifted me up, wrapping my legs
around his waist. He pressed my back against the cool mirror.
My sweatshirt was crumpled across my chest. Just as I
was about to call out his name, we both froze.
Outside, a car door slammed shut. People were talking, and footsteps echoed up the stairs.
“They’re back early,” Adrian whispered, his eyes wide.
He pressed his large hand firmly over my mouth, using his other arm to pin me tightly against the mirror as he continued to thrust into me–slower now, but still deep and relentless.
My screams were completely stifled by the palm of his hand.
As the orgasm tore through my body in violent, stifled waves, tears streamed down my cheeks, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Adrian’s gaze remained fixed on me in the fogged–up mirror his eyes deep with love and primal desire, never wavering.
We heard our parents‘ footsteps stop outside the hallway.
“Kids? Are you okay? We heard some noise,” Alpha Ben called out.
Adrian covered my mouth with one hand as he continued those suffocating, slow thrusts, wringing
another faint orgasm from me.
I buried my face in the palm of his hand and sobbed silently, tears streaming down my face as my body convulsed in the most intense, terrifying pleasure I’d ever experienced.
“Uh, we’re fine!” Adrian replied, his voice surprisingly steady. “Just moving some furniture into Eden’s study.”
There was a pause. “All right… good night.”
Footsteps faded into the distance, and the door closed.
As soon as they were gone, Adrian withdrew his hand.
We were both trembling violently, fear and adrenaline mingling with the afterglow.
He carried me over to the wall next to the mirror,
pressed me against it, and took me in an even wilder
round of lovemaking. This time, the rhythm was slower, deeper, and more emotional. He ravaged me with long, possessive thrusts while whispering in my ear.
“Eden, if my career, our family, or my future as the pack’s Alpha means I can’t be with you, then to hell
with all of it. I’d rather walk away from everything than keep hiding my love for you.”
Instead of answering, I kissed him.
I clung tightly to him, my legs wrapped firmly around his waist, kissing him through the tears welling up in my eyes.
We were playing with fire. One day, that fire would burn everything to ashes… but I was already hooked.
I never wanted this to end.
By the time he finally slipped quietly out of my room, the sky was beginning to lighten.
I collapsed onto the bed, my whole body aching with a pleasant soreness.
We barely made it through tonight. How much longer can we keep this secret?