Free Web NovelChapter 129: Chapter 129 Unless You Kiss Me
Sylvia’s POV
I turned off the shower and reached for my towel, feeling the warm water droplets roll down my skin. The steam had fogged the mirror, creating a dreamlike haze in the bathroom. As I reached for my clothes, I realized with frustration that the basket where I’d normally place them was completely empty.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling a headache forming. How could I have forgotten something so basic? The stress of the past few days was clearly affecting me more than I wanted to admit.
With no other choice, I wrapped a towel around myself, tucking the edge securely between my breasts. The soft material barely covered the essentials, stopping mid-thigh and clinging to my damp skin. Taking a deep breath, I pulled the bathroom door open.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I found Caesar standing directly outside, his powerful frame blocking my path to the closet.
"What are you doing here?" I gasped, instinctively crossing my arms over my chest.
I had expected him to be in the living room with Helena, his precious childhood friend who couldn’t stop batting her eyelashes at him. The last thing I needed was to face him while barely dressed, my defenses literally and figuratively down.
Caesar’s silver-blue eyes darkened as they traveled over my exposed skin. I watched his throat work as he swallowed hard, his gaze lingering on the water droplets sliding down my neck before he visibly forced himself to look away.
"I... Sivi, can we talk?" His voice was deeper than usual, rough around the edges.
The mate bond between us thrummed with sudden intensity, making my skin prickle with awareness. My wolf howled with satisfaction at his obvious reaction to my body, but I ruthlessly pushed those feelings aside.
"I don’t want to talk about this right now," I replied firmly, trying to step around him. This was far too awkward a situation for any meaningful conversation.
As I moved past him, I heard him inhale deeply, catching the scent of my rose-infused body wash. The subtle growl that escaped him sent an unexpected shiver down my spine.
His hand shot out, capturing my wrist with gentle but unyielding pressure. When I looked up, his eyes were locked on my lips, intense and hungry.
"Sivi, can we make up?" The vulnerability in his expression caught me off guard. The mighty Alpha King, looking at me like I held his heart in my hands.
Heat bloomed across my face and neck. "What are you doing?"
I tugged at my wrist, suddenly desperate to put some clothes on. With only a thin towel between us, I felt entirely too exposed. "I’m not angry. Just let me go."
"I don’t believe you," he murmured, his thumb tracing circles on the inside of my wrist.
"What’s not to believe?" I frowned, surprised by this playful, almost childish side of Caesar I’d never seen before.
"Unless..." His eyes darkened further. "You kiss me."
My eyes widened in shock. Was this really Caesar Conrad, the intimidating Alpha King who commanded respect from every wolf in America? The man who could silence a room with just a look?
"Are you serious?" I asked, unable to hide my disbelief.
Despite the flash of embarrassment that crossed his face, Caesar nodded solemnly. "Very serious." He leaned closer, his warm breath fanning across my face.
The grip on my wrist remained firm. Realizing he wouldn’t let go until I complied, I quickly leaned forward and pressed my lips hastily against the corner of his mouth.
"There. Now can I please go get dressed?" I pulled back, my heart racing traitorously.
Caesar’s expression showed his dissatisfaction with the brief contact. The heat in his eyes told me he wanted more, but after a moment’s hesitation, he slowly released my wrist.
I immediately stepped back, clutching my towel tighter. "I can’t believe how shameless you are," I muttered, trying to regain some dignity.
A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face. "If being shameless gets me a kiss from my mate, I’ll gladly wear the title."
"Whatever," I mumbled, unable to formulate a proper comeback. I retreated to the walk-in closet, my skin burning everywhere his gaze had touched.
Inside, I quickly pulled on a pair of long cotton pajamas, buttoning the shirt all the way to my neck. Only when I was fully covered did I feel somewhat protected again.
When I emerged, Caesar shook his head slightly, amusement dancing in his eyes. I ignored his expression and climbed into bed, turning my back to his side.
I heard the bathroom door close as Caesar went to shower. Despite my best efforts to stay awake, the emotional exhaustion of the day caught up with me, and my eyelids grew heavy. The last thing I remembered was wondering how I would face him in the morning.
I wasn’t truly asleep when Caesar returned, but I kept my breathing even, feigning slumber. Through barely-opened eyes, I watched him stand by the bedside, his expression softening as he looked down at me.
The mattress dipped as he slid in beside me, and I felt his strong arm wrap around my waist, pulling me gently against his chest. His chin came to rest on top of my head, and I felt rather than heard his contented sigh.
My wolf practically purred with satisfaction at the contact, the feeling of rightness almost overwhelming. Despite my mental protests, my body instinctively relaxed into his warmth.
Caesar’s arm tightened slightly, his large hand splaying possessively across my stomach. The heat of his palm seemed to burn through the thin fabric of my pajamas, igniting a slow fire deep in my core. freёwebnovel.com
I should have pulled away. I should have maintained the distance between us that my pride demanded. Instead, I found myself pressing back against him, my body betraying my mind’s caution.
His breath hitched at my movement, and I felt him grow hard against my lower back. The evidence of his desire sent a bolt of heat straight to my center, making me bite my lip to hold back a gasp.
Caesar’s lips found my neck, pressing soft, questioning kisses against my pulse point. "I know you’re awake," he whispered, his voice rough with need. "Tell me to stop, Sivi, and I will."
The honorable Alpha, always giving me a choice.
Instead of answering, I turned in his arms, meeting his golden gaze in the dim light of our bedroom. The hunger I saw there matched the burning in my own veins. Without a word, I reached up and pulled his head down to mine.
