Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 386

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Chapter 35

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There is a soft rustling in my hair, like fingers gently scraping at the skin, dragging the heaviness of sleep away with a relaxing stroke. I don’t want to open my eyes, afraid the feeling will disappear with all the dreams I had of Eden caring for me in only a way someone who cares too much can do. The strokes fall away, a soft thud onto the bed next to me and I blink away the sleep.

A white fluffy towel presses to my cheek, my eyes leveled as a swath of soft flesh just above it. I raise my eyes, and my body instantly gets goosebumps. My mouth is dry, my back stiff and achy, but despite all that, all I can do is grin like an idiot. Was it not a dream? Eden storming into the shower and taking care of me?

I wince, lifting my head from her chest enough to see her soft features. Little scars dot the area where freckles try to hide them and I can’t help but reach out and touch each tiny groove, hating how much it must have hurt, how much she has always hurt. And yet, she is here, acting as if my punishment were anywhere near as painful as her life has been.

“You are up?” Her voice is groggy, and I snap my eyes to meet hers, full of sleep and concern. The moment feels stolen…like time has ceased to exist and I am just lost in the innocence of her face. I have never met someone so genuine, true to what they feel and mean. Yes, she hides things, but what she

hides is what she is most afraid of.

“You crawled into the shower with me?” I ask, my voice a low rasp as my throat burns. That perfect red blush creeps into her cheeks and my stomach flops around like a fish scooped from the sea.

“You were making things worse,” she says, her face growing more serious as she frowns at me. “And you ruined my new loofah.”

I grimace and nod, yeah; I recall that moment well, the ruining of her rough loofah.

“It felt like the wolfsbane was eating away at me,” I confess. “I needed to get it out of me before I went crazy.”

Her brows pull together, and she looks at me skeptically.

“You were already beyond crazy to use that on your injuries.”

“How about we call it a difference of opinion?” I smile at her, my arm lifting as I push the hair from her cheek, where it leaves a sleep mark. I can feel how she tenses under my gentle movement, then in an instant, she shoves at my shoulders and rolls away from me. My back explodes in pain as I grunt and

fall backward.

“Shit! I’m sorry,” she rushes out, rushing to my side, her brown hair cascading down around her face and my head, closing us in the scent of her. All pain dissipates and I feel the towel around my waist slipping away. I shit up as fast as possible, my forehead colliding with hers as she tumbles back off the

bed.

“Fuck,” I groan, gripping my towel at the waist, trying to hide the growing erection and rushing around to check on her as she presses both hands to her nose. “Damn it, are you okay?”

I drop to my knees, lifting her up to sitting as she holds her face and I try to get a better look at her.

“You hit my nose,” she complains and I bite back a giggle, the whole fucking situation too damn hysterical not to break out in laughter. In a moment, her shoulders move up and down and she moves her hands to reveal she is laughing, too.

“Yeah, I didn’t mean to headbutt you.” I tell her and she throws her head back, breaking into an even louder laugh, covering her mouth. My chest feels light, my heart soaring in the sky as we laugh together, the moment so innocent and yet intimate. Then she snorts, and my eyes grow wide as she throws her face into my shoulder.

“Oh heavens,” she giggles. The shock wears off and I bark out a laugh.

“Did you seriously just snort?” I ask through chuckles and she groans, shaking her head against my shoulder. “That was amazing.”

A huge bang rattles through the house, making Eden jump, my arms instinctively wrapping around her as I yank her close and look at the door.

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What that hell was that?” She asks, the laughter and moment gone.

“Sorry!” Leoni’s voice calls out through the house. “Wind slammed the door.”

1am immediately suspicious of what she said, but instead of thinking more of it, I feel an intense heat over my pelvis and smooth skin on either side of my legs. My stomach stutters, my erection twitching as it brushes something soft. My hands drop to her hips, gripping her tightly, afraid to look up at here or move at all.

One small movement, one simple hip shift or slip of her knees, and there is no going back. My lycan fights like hell in my mind, scratching and growling to take control and just tug her down onto me. To just take at initial step and seal what I know I have been craving since the second I saw her on that fucking stage, no matter how much I deny it.

“Unless you plan to lose your virginity in the next thirty seconds, I am going to need you to take the lead and remove yourself from my lap.” I force out, my voice a gravelly mess as my head falls forward, finding hers.

I can feel the pulse in her hips as it pounds through her veins. Good, she is just as lost in this as I am. Eden says nothing, her mouth open as small rapid pants break from her lips, which only makes this that much harder. Her hips slip down further. Pressing me right against her warmth. I gasp out and my head falls back as I bite my teeth.

“Eden,” I growl, “Do not tease me like this. Please.”

I sound like a pathetic male with no control as I plead for her to end this suffering, but I don’t have it in me to push her away. Not when I have had thoughts about this, worked myself off in scenarios too similar. The look in her eyes when I meet her gaze is everything I hoped it would be. A mixture of fear and confidence filled with desire and need.

Then she tears away, the warmth replaced with a cold breeze, her back to me and her body covered in a towel. I yank mine back over to cover my throbbing parts and I swallow roughly, trying to find my composure.

“That was close.” I mutter.

“I’m sorry.” She whispers. “That shouldn’t have… it was…”

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“An accident,” I remind her. “Had we been clothed and not like this, it wouldn’t have happened like that.”

“Yeah.” She fights to get the word out and my brows furrow in worry.

“Are you upset? I didn’t mean for it to happen, if you feel like I wronged you or that I crossed a line-”

“No!” She rushes out, turning to look at me, eyes wide. “No, I just mean…our bond is broken, and it still feels like it is there…”

I frown.

“So you felt forced.” I repeat the words, a knife digging into my chest as she bites her bottom lip and nods slowly.

“Maybe it will take time for the bond to fully go away?” She asks, and I fight back the ache I feel by clearing my throat.

“I mean, probably. That would make sense.” I shrug. “Or when you find someone you actually want to mate with, it will replace the residuals of what’s between us.”

Eden looks at me, her eyes brimming with tears.

“Is that what you want? For me to find someone else?” She asks, her voice cracking.

I stand, walking over to the dresser, my back turned to her as I pull out a pair of shorts and yank them on under my towel.

“You should get dressed. We have already established that anything involving us in towels is a bad idea.” I mutter, tossing her a long t–shirt. “I’ll meet you

downstairs for breakfast.”

She says nothing as I pass her, pausing at the door before I sigh heavily, and my head falls back with a heavy groan.

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Fucking shit. And no, Eden. The last thing I want is for you to find anyone else. It is selfish, but I don’t want you to mate with anyone

I turn to look at her, her eyes wide as she grips the shirt in front of her.

“You don’t want me to be happy?” She asks, like she is confused, but I can see the hope in her eyes. She is feigning ignorance to not get her heart broken if I don’t answer the way she is wishing for.

If I could keep my damn mouth shut, I would leave things uncomplicated and less likely to break both our hearts. But I am a creature of complications, living to do what my heart says rather than what I am forced to do. So instead, I drag both my hands through my hair and chuckle dryly to myself.

“I want you to be happy, above anything else. But I also fucking just want you.” The words form freely, my eyes scanning her face frantically to gauge her reaction. She says nothing, reacts in no way I can interpret. Instead, she turns away from me to get dressed. I leave the room absentmindedly, walking down the stairs and making my way to the kitchen, when I see Topher waiting for me.

“Well, you look drained, but you are moving a lot better than I anticipated. How are the wounds looking?” He asks, standing and moving around my backside. He growls low in his chest before his fingers prod at me, pain searing at my shoulder.

“What the fuck was that?” I grit through my clenched jaw.

“You are a moron.” He says, matter of the fact. I skirt my eyes over to Leoni who is sipping on something hot in a mug, her eyes looking suspicious as she watches me and then the flick to the table where the blood stained loofah sits on display.

“Traitor.” I mouth the word to her and she shrugs.

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