Siren | Caden Archeron

Chapter Thirteen

maybe i'll burn a little brighter tonight, let the fire breathe me back to life

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Stella led Caden through her old quarters, bypassing the kitchen and heading straight for her room.

"How are you doing?" She asked him softly, squeezing his fingers tight.

"I'm ok." He shrugged tiredly. "You're keeping me distracted." She felt her heart warm at that. "You seemed ok at breakfast...?" He said hesitantly and Stella smiled a little, pulling him into her bedroom.

"I'm still a little weary, I guess, especially around your uncle." She told him. "But they're...interesting. I've never been around a real family like that before." She shrugged. "Just...mine." She winced. "Any kind of care or joking around I experienced was with Moira and her alone."

Caden studied her face, pulling her in close to his body. "That must have been lonely." He said quietly.

"I suppose to you it might seem so." She cracked a smile. "You have a very large family."

"You'll love them, I promise." He said and she grimaced a little.

"Maybe let's hold off a while on meeting any more." She wrinkled her nose. "Sorry." He chuckled and the next thing she knew he'd pushed her up against the wall by the door, his knee between her thighs.

"It kind of sounds like you're saying you want me all to yourself." He smiled at her salaciously and she trailed her hands up to tangle in his hair.

"Gods, I wish." She groaned, pulling his head down to hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue swiping across her own and she moaned as he tugged her lower lip into his mouth. "It's been way too long." She panted.

"It's not even been a week." He chuckled, sucking marks into her neck, his fingers moving to strip his shirt off her.

"And yet," she arched her back, "you're the one pulling my clothes off." She said slyly, watching his gaze drop to her breasts. He looked at her, his gaze heated as he kissed his way down her chest. She was surprised when he skipped over her nipples and kept moving, sliding to his knees and catching her hips in his hands.

"Fuck." She hissed. "Caden, we don't have time." He was sliding the borrowed pants down her legs and she looked at him pleadingly. He kissed the inside of her thighs, his tongue laving over her sensitive skin.

"Clearly it's been long enough for you to forget who's in charge." He smirked up at her, sliding one of his hands around to stroke along her folds. He dragged his tongue after it and her legs shook, barely holding her up against the wall, even with one of his hands still on her hip.

"Caden," she gasped, her hands tangling in his hair again. "Everyone will be waiting for us!" She protested, flushing.

He pulled his mouth away to grin up at her, his lips shining. "Then you'd better not keep them long." He said, pressing a finger to her entrance. Stella let out a strangled sound and he smiled angelically, gliding it through her arousal to slide home inside her. "Stay on your feet." He ordered and she gaped, watching open mouthed as he lowered his lips to her again.

He could not be serious. "Gods," she moaned out, her abdomen tightening as he sucked on her clit. She bucked against his mouth, whimpering slightly. He flattened his tongue, dragging it over her as he pressed in another finger and she felt herself grow further aroused, her hips straining against his grip.