Page 22 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

“I…” I started, but she cut me off before I could finish.

“Aidan, why are you here? I told you…” Her voice faltered, and she looked away, her gaze dropping to the ground. “You need to leave. I just got back from work, and I am very exhausted.”

“I know I’m not supposed to be here,” I said, my voice low. “I told myself I’d stay away. But I can’t. I can’t keep pretending like I don’t feel this pull toward you.”

Her eyes met mine, her expression a mix of disbelief. She shook her head, her fingers twitching at her sides.

“Please, Aidan,” she whispered. “I’m not ready for this. I need time. You’re making it harder, coming here like this.”

I could hear the desperation in her voice, but the ache in my chest only deepened.

“I don’t care about the timing, Amelia. I care about you. These past few days without seeing you have been hell, and I never believed that I’d get to say this to you,” I said as my hand reached out instinctively, brushing a strand of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her skin.

She closed her eyes at the touch, a shudder running through her. And before either of us could pull away, I leaned in, capturing her lips with mine.

“I’ve missed you so much” I whispered as I caressed her cheeks.

“Aidan …”

I interrupted her with a kiss and this time slower than the first. Our tongues intertwined in the ecstasy of our feelings.

I pulled back slowly, my forehead resting against hers, both of us breathless. “I don’t know where this is going,” I muttered, my voice hoarse. “But I know I can’t walk away.”

“Just shut up and kiss me,” she whispered.

I pulled her in by her waist as she let out a soft moan. I opened the door and we both entered her house.

“You drive me crazy,” I said as I pinned her to the wall and French kissed her neck.

Her hands clawed my back as she moaned softly.

We continued kissing until we both were breathless, and we paused and drowned in each other’s gaze.

"When I look at you, I see not just beauty, but the very essence of everything I’ve ever longed for—timeless, captivating, and impossible to forget," I said as I kissed her palm.

Our lips intertwined and then I carried her and placed her on the dining table as my fingers went down to her panties.

“Oh wow… you are wet. Just the way I like it.”

I then went ahead and used my index and middle finger to shift her panties and stroke her clit. I slowly increased my pace.

“Aidan…” she moaned my name.

We suddenly heard a knock on the door.

“Expecting someone?”

“Might be Sienna, my roommate. I’m guessing her shift is over.”

Amelia walked to open the door, it was Sienna, but she wasn’t alone.

The moment the front door swung open, I knew this wasn’t going to end well.

Finn stood there, breath heavy, eyes locking onto me and then Amelia. Betrayal flickered in his gaze.

“What the hell is this?” His voice was low, tight, like he was barely holding himself together.

I felt Amelia tense next to me. She shifted slightly, as if debating whether to step forward or stay put. I beat her to it.

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