Demon Hunter

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

I took three days to get Drew to talk. Even then it was him telling me to leave him alone and stop knocking on his damn door. We were at Castiel and I's house. Drew only left the room Dean had put him in to use the bathroom. We put food outside his door, all his favorite places that I had Dean state hooping for, three times a day. When I went to check on him the food was always gone. I was worried about him, and Henry too. I'd told him about what happened during the time we were looking for them, including everything with our mother. He'd mourned her all of five minutes before going back to what he was doing. He was in charge of taking care of Jacob's assets. We'd gotten his house in the will, which I wanted to give to Matthews but Henry said that he was going to live in it once Drew was better. I didn't want him to go. I didn't want him to leave my sight ever again but I didn't have a choice.

"You sure you're ok?" I asked Henry for the 100th time. He was on the phone and waved me away. I sighed and kissed his cheek. I ruffled his hair and he swatted my hands away. I was exhausted. I helped Henry take care of Jacob's stuff most of the day. I hadn't been alone with Castiel since we started looking for them, and the mate bond was literally yanking me towards him. Castiel had been avoiding me completely. Just looking at me excited his wolf. I'd been sleeping in Henry's room. He tended to break down in the middle of the night. The first time he'd started crying in his sleep I'd had no idea what to do so I just looked at him until he started to wake up. He kept crying and I finally snapped out of it, moving into action.

I took the back stairs, I wanted to check on Drew again. I knocked on his door, and he knocked on the wall. It was his signal that meant leave me the hell alone. I sighed and started towards my room with Castiel. I snuck in there every once in a while to get clothes. I hadn't seen him all day so I assumed he was out.

I opened the door and halted in my tracks. Castiel was there, sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked up at me and his eyes turned charcoal. My breathing sped up and I couldn't move, I didn't want to. Something inside me had cracked and I wanted Castiel more than anything. I couldn't take it anymore. I'd been pushing down my need for him since we'd met. The vault I'd shoved those feelings into was finally cracking open, and my desire seeped through my body like a flood.

I closed the door to the bedroom. Castiel looked up at me in confusion. I went to him, straddling his waist. My hands found his hair and my lips took over his. I moved patiently, grinding against the bulge in his pants slowly. Castiel growled into my mouth and I took advantage of that. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, exploring him like I'd never done before. I broke the kiss momentarily to throw my shirt off. My lips were on his again and Castiel flipped us so that he was on top of me. His hands slid up and beneath my bra. I gasped when his fingers flicked over the sensitive buds of my breast. I grabbed his hands to stop him. He did, his eyes burning with desire. "Let me take care of you Cass." I breathed. He'd been keeping his want tampte down for much longer than I'd been doing it. Castiel nodded and allowed me to get back on top of him. He laid back, his hands gripping my hips. I bent down, kissing his neck and nibbling on the skin there. His hands slipped down so they were just inside my shorts. I kissed down his neck to his chest, and each of his abs. I stood from the bed and unhooked my bra. I threw it to the side. I slid my pants down my legs and with them my panties. My sweet spot was already prepared for him. My juices on the surface. I moved closer to Cass, putting my hands on the waist of his jeans. I pulled them down slowly and Cass's breathing grew heavy. His member was fighting against the fabric of his boxers. I put my hand over it through the fabric and Cass arched his body into my touch. "Aurora." He breathed, begging me to go on. I slid his pants the remainder of the way down and then his boxers. His member sprung up, the length of him making me think he wouldn't fit. But he was my mate. I was made for him, and he was made me.