Page 21 of Wilder Obsessions

He gently caresses my cheek, his touch soothing and reassuring.“Your siren heritage is a part of you, Arwen.It’s not just about where you came from, but also the strength and resilience you’ve shown despite everything.Embracing it means honoring your past and allowing it to shape the strong, amazing person you’ve become.”I snuggle into him further, allowing his warmth to caress my battered soul.I can already feel the cracks healing with him near, like he’s been the glue I needed all along to piece myself together.

A loud ringing blares through the room, making me jolt up from the bed.“Calm down, baby.It’s just my phone,” he chuckles, as he reaches over to the nightstand to retrieve the device.My heartbeat begins to slow, but I take the opportunity to duck into his adjoining bathroom while he talks.

The bathroom is just as luxurious as his bedroom.I’ve never seen anything like it.The white and black marble countertop has speckles of gold mixed in making the whole place look so opulent.What the hell does Wilder do for a living?A sinking feeling of dread snakes around my throat until I feel like I’m suffocating.

I lean against the cool counter, trying to regain my composure.Taking a deep breath, I look into the mirror.My reflection surprises me—my eyes are more vibrant than I’ve ever seen them, sparkling purple with flecks of gold mirroring the luxurious room.My silver hair flows around my shoulders, shining as if a light has been ignited inside me, illuminating this moment of strangeness.

“It’s just the lighting,” I tell myself, but deep down, I know it’s something more.The transformation is undeniable.There’s a newfound energy coursing through me, a reflection of the bond I’ve formed with Wilder.

I trace the outline of his primal claim that he left on my neck with my fingertips, marveling at the sensation that shoots through me.It feels as if finding my fated mate has unlocked a part of me I never knew existed, a promise of warmth and acceptance that feels foreign but intoxicating.It’s exhilarating, the way he makes me feel.

I take a deep breath and glance around the rest of the bathroom, feeling the need to distract myself from the weight of possibility that comes with being bound to someone like him.My eyes land on an extravagant shower with a touch-screen panel.I can’t help but admire the sleek design, the way it curves invitingly, beckoning me.

I press a few buttons, and the hot shower springs to life, steam rising as I stand there, a witness to its magic.Deciding a shower sounds good, I slip inside, and the warmth envelops me instantly.It feels like a holy experience.

Shower heads spray water from different directions, the sensation hitting my skin from all angles, like a gentle embrace.I close my eyes, surrendering to the warmth, letting it wash away the remnants of my past and the fatigue clinging to my muscles.

“Incredible, isn’t it?”Wilder’s voice pulls me from my reverie, and I open my eyes to find him standing just outside the glass doors, a playful smile on his lips.

The air shifts.

The chill from the bathroom slips in through the gap, mingling with the steamy warmth of the shower.My heart quickens as I register the sight of him, drenched in an aura of confidence that complements his striking features.

“Mind if I join you?”he asks, raising an eyebrow, his gaze unwavering.

I step back slightly, allowing him access.“I, uh ...I wouldn’t mind.”

He doesn’t need any further permission.Wilder steps inside, water cascading over his sculpted chest, glistening in a dazzling display.The contrast of hot water against his skin is mesmerizing.He catches my eye, and the corners of his mouth curl upward, satisfied as he meets my gaze.

“You look beautiful like this,” he murmurs, taking a step closer, the warmth radiating between us as the water continues to drench our bodies.

A flutter of heat rushes through me at his compliment.I feel my cheeks flush, the water a fitting backdrop for the vulnerability pooling between us.

“What does this all mean?”I ask, voice a bit shaky.

He steps closer, grasping my hips and pulling me against his hard chest, stealing my breath.

“It means you’re finally awakening to who you really are, and this connection between us...”he trails off, leaning in just enough for his breath to mingle with the steam and send shivers down my spine.

Before I can comprehend his intent, he scoops me up into his arms.I gasp in surprise as he presses my back against the cool glass wall of the shower.“Wilder!You’re going to drop me!I’m hea—” His deep growl echoes in the spacious room, the sound vibrating through the air, making my words die on my tongue.My heart races, pounding against my rib cage as panic and exhilaration wash over me.

His grip is firm yet gentle, as if he can feel the flutter of my insecurities but chooses to ignore them.“Relax,” he whispers, his voice a low murmur, laced with an intensity that sends heat pooling deep within me.

In that moment, I am not just the girl with doubts and fears, I am the girl who dares to succumb to the wildness within.My breath hitches as he leans closer, his warm breath teasing my lips, every fiber of my being resonating with the primal need pulsing in the space between us.

Just as I muster the courage to snap back to reason, his lips capture mine.The kiss ignites everything inside me, an explosion that scatters my thoughts like leaves in a tempest.He tastes of sweetness and spice—a dangerous mix that has my senses reeling.

I watch as droplets of water cascade down Wilder’s chiseled chest, the muscles rippling with each movement he makes.With each caress, he deepens the kiss, coaxing me to melt into him.My body responds instinctively, aligning with his in a rhythm both familiar and thrillingly new.The sensation of him pressed so intimately against me chases away any lingering chill, leaving only heat coursing through my veins.

Wilder’s lips trail from my mouth along my jawline, a skilled explorer charting the rise and fall of my breaths.Each touch ignites fires across my skin, culminating with his tongue’s bold sweep over the sensitive mark he left on my neck.I gasp, an involuntary sound of delight and bewilderment, feeling those waves of pleasure surge from the point of contact like ripples across a pond.

Wilder...”I sigh, barely managing to keep my eyes trained on his, the shock of my previous rationality melting into a raw and primal hunger.

“Shhh,” he teases softly, his breath warm against my ear.

“I’ve got you.”His strong body presses against mine, his hard length tantalizingly close to my entrance.A deep, insatiable need unfurls within me at the connection, an urgent longing to be fully enveloped by him.

He grips my ass hard in one hand then guides his thick cock to my pussy, circling my clit.

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