CHAPTER 4: CONCESSION

EVELESSA

I wake up enveloped in cosiness and the gentle fragrance of roses stretching contentedly like a fulfilled cat. Something feels off. My bed is neither this cosy nor this warm. I open my eyes in alarm. The first thing I spot is the decor of an extravagantly luxurious room. I attempt to rise. I’m quickly pushed back down, and it finally strikes me that this isn’t my room and I’m not alone. I start to panic. Just as I'm about to shout, a smooth and confident voice speaks to me while holding me close from behind. "Ugh...baby it's too early for you to be yelling, especially since I’m not the one causing it. Good morning, darling." He grips me firmly. "Cassain?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"How on earth am I here right now?"

"I transported you through teleportation."

I breathe out slowly to remain composed.. "Alright... You're a wolf. How is it that you possess the power to teleport? And my family must be worried now so let me go." I attempt to free myself. He refuses to release me.

"Darling I'm a tribid and there's a version of you, at home I swear they won't detect the difference but I told you at night that I'd never sleep without you on my bed I meant it." He finally spins me around. We look at each other face to face.

I attempt to talk. My wolf Aretha abruptly takes control, growling softly like a cat in heat. It's so irritating. "Hey buddy."

Cassain laughs softly. "Hey wolf, Evelessa isn't going to be pleased with you. She's not prepared yet."

She grins, "Yeah, she's angry, but we aren’t going to do anything. Still, I just want to see my mate."

He nods, "Alright. When it comes to me you’re dealing with three persons, and you’re not permitted to reject me." His wolf finally emerges. "Hello darling, I'm Ares, your mate, and I’m eager to claim you."

Aretha clears her throat. "So nice to meet you, babe. You can’t mark me just yet. Evelessa will be furious. We have to return control to our humans immediately so things don’t spiral out of control."

Ares sneers, "I need something to maintain my sanity, and my human does well."

Aretha kisses him. "Believe me, they will both receive what they need." She at last returns control to me, and I instantly attempt to pull away from him, but he doesn't allow me even though Cassain has regained control.

"You have to give me something to ease the tension, darling. I regained control from Ares. Then he began kissing me. All my senses became blurred.

I shortened the space separating us, the wool of my pajamas touching the air as he took them off my hands, discovering the rough texture of his nightclothes gliding over the firm surface of his chest underneath.

Abruptly, I shove him away. Drop to my knees in front of him, sensing the plushness of the push bed under me. My gaze remained locked on his as I released him, my breath hitching when his rigid length slipped into my hand, warm and smooth, against my skin. Evelessa he moaned, the noise guttural, as I bent down and enveloped him with my mouth.

The first flavour was utterly captivating. I savoured every moment, my tongue circling the tip exploring the tender ridge before I breathed in deeply accepting more of him. My lips pulled tight, forming a firm seal as I started to move in at a gradual, purposeful pace that caused his fingers to knot in my hair. He wasn’t dominating, nor compelling, simply holding on to his grasp, showing a request for more.

"Damn Evelessa I’m on the verge of losing control," he whispered, his hips making a powerless push.

A jolt coursed through me. I moaned around him, the trembling drawing a groan from deep in his throat. I quickened my rhythm, one hand encircling his base, moving in sync with the glide of my mouth. My other hand drifted between my legs, my fingers tracing desperate tiny circles over the throbbing swollen bud. The feelings were intense, the pressure of him, against my tongue, the aroma of his skin, the mounting twisting tension within my belly.

Allow me to taste you. He abruptly growled, his tone heavy, with longing.

With a graceful movement, his hands slipped beneath my arms, raising me and setting me down at the bed's edge. He dropped to his knees, spreading my thighs. Then his lips touched me.

His tongue was like nicotine, leaving me addicted.

A slow broad lick from my entrance up to my clit caused my back to arch away, from the bed a fractured moan escaping my lips. He gripped my hips tightly, holding me in place as he pressed his face between my legs, his tongue flicking and sucking at my core with a fervour that took away my sense of reason.

Yes! Cassain, like that! I exhaled sharply, my head tilting backwards.

He showed no mercy, his tongue tracing circles around my clit before pulling it into the warmth of his mouth, sucking softly at first more intensely. One finger, two glided inside me curling perfectly to stroke that exquisite enchanted spot deep within. The climax struck me suddenly like a bolt of dazzling delight that trembled through my whole body, my thighs gripping his head as I moaned aloud as surges of bliss cascading through me again and again.

Before the final shake had completely stopped I was already slipping off the bed guiding him into a sitting position. I craved having him in my mouth. My turn I gasped, mounting his thighs and reclaiming his fullness, between my lips savoring my essence on him a briny earthy taste that spun me with desire.

Once more. Come for me more little wolf he insisted, his fingers exploring my breasts, thumbs gliding over my sensitive nipples. His order, the nickname triggered another surge deep inside me still pulsing from the first climax.

I took him in deeper, drawing him fully to the back of my throat until I sensed him press against it and I eased, swallowing him down. The sound that escaped him was raw and wild. His grip on my hips grew firmer, his motions turning wilder. I sensed his tension mounting, the wound-up coil of his pleasure about to burst.

My body was ascending more, my fingers moving wildly between my legs, driven by the flavor of him, the noises he produced, the pure intense force of delivering him this delight. The second climax started to rise, an electrifying heat that soon exploded into an unstoppable fire.

I’m… I’m about to… I groaned softly around his shaft, the trembling stirring him deeply.

He moaned. "Cum for me. Immediately."

His utterance acted as the spark. My body convulsed, a moment later a stronger wave of climax overwhelmed me, his fingers moving inside me as my screams were stifled against his flesh. The feeling of my throbbing climax was the last straw, for him.

Evelessa! His shout resonated throughout the room as his climax spilled into my mouth, warm and briny. I swallowed him eagerly, taking in each beat every trembling surge until he was exhausted falling back onto the bed with breaths.

I pressed my forehead onto his thigh, my body vibrating with lingering tremors. The sole noises were our ragged breaths blending together. The faint murmur of the air conditioner, in the room. His hand settled softly on my head, fingers caressing my sweat-soaked hair.

I sat down. Pull on my dress again. "Cass, please take me home. I have to get ready for class and return before my family realizes I'm not the one at home."

He spreads his hands behind his head. I at last observe the many tattoos on the body covered with details about me. Birth date, favorite flower, preferred color and I’m unsure whether to feel worried or amazed. "I can do that. We need to have a conversation. I’d mark you eventually you know that. You can’t continue dodging me in public and you’re welcome to mark me now. I swear I'd appreciate it and never resent you for it."

I exhale. "I can be civil in public Cassian. There’s absolutely no chance our relationship becomes public. I’m a first-year transfer student. You’re a third-year student, a hockey player, a billionaire and essentially an attention magnet and at this moment I want none of that spotlight."

He runs his fingers through his hair. "So in essence you're turning me down for all the things that make me appealing to others?

"I'm not turning you down. I simply want us to remain private."

I keep kissing him over and over to persuade him to bring me, and after another hour, he eventually teleports me back.

"I'm happy we managed to clear up a few things, darling," Cassain mentions while standing, his gaze sweeping the area as though looking for leftover traces of our meeting. "However, I must confess I'm somewhat let down. I was certain you'd be prepared to mark me at this point."

I flush, sensing a pang of guilt for not being more open to his proposal. "As I mentioned Cass I have to keep our relationship under wraps for the time being. I'm not prepared for that level of exposure."

Cassains face grows pensive as he nods. "I get it. However I must caution you I won't surrender without a fight. I'm already in love with you Evelessa and I believe we could share something extraordinary."

His words cause a flutter in my chest. I attempt to brush it off. "Cass, I...I care about you well but we should take it slow. Can we simply enjoy discovering each other for the time being?"

My face brightens with a grin. He gives a nod. I promise to be patient.. May I ask you something?"

"Anything," he answered, intrigued.

"What does it feel like to live inside the mind of three personalities?" I inquire, my eyes gleaming with curiosity.

He pauses briefly before answering. "It's... Complex. At times, I sense I'm slipping away in all the personalities, yet simultaneously, it's comforting to have them to support me. And with you now Eve, it's like... Have you ever experienced that feeling of being home as if you're precisely where you’re supposed to be?"

I feel a warmth spread through my chest at his words, and I know that I'm in trouble. I'm already falling for this guy, and I don't know if I'll be able to resist him for much longer.