Ashes Revenge ✔️

Chapter 32: Snuggles

Scarlett

I snuggle closer to Mason after seeing that he slept with me. I'm with a massive headache from my crying last night, I don't cry much so when I do it feels like someone launched at me a fucking hammer.

I'm so grateful that Mason was there for me. Just his voice can calm me down.

Looking closer at his sleeping face I see a small scar on his cheek bone. Tracing it with my index finger, he sighs hugging me closer, and slowly opening his dark brown eyes.

I smile at him, taking the strand of his dark messy hair from his forehead. He leans down to peck my lips making my smile widen. "Morning kitten." His voice is hoarse from sleep.

"Hi." Mason takes me back when he snuggles his nose with mine, making me giggle. "What's with you today?"

"I'm on a clingy day. It happens once in a century." He shrugs, winking at me.

"Oh yeah?" He nods. "Should I enjoy it then?" I lean my face forward our lips inches away from each other, while our gazes are locked. "Hell yeah you should." He leans down trapping my bottom lip on his.

I can't ever get over the way his lips feel on mine. It's insanely good.

Our lips are moving in sync, and I feel his hand pushing my hair behind my ear, leaving it there. My hand goes to his neck, brushing my thumb on his jaw.

"We should stop." He mumbles between kisses and I hum. "Mhm."

I moan when he bites my lip, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth, caressing mine.

Rolling us over, so I'm above him, my arms supporting my weight, he puts the strands of my hair that fell, behind my ear. Leaving his lips I start to kiss his jaw and neck, sucking and licking on his soft spot, making a small moan leave his mouth.

His hand goes down to my core inside my panties, and he starts to rub my clit. "Mason." I whisper a moan.

Grabbing his hand, stopping him I look at him smirking. "Now you want?"

"Come on kitten. Different situations here." His voice is husky, eyes lusted.

"How come?"

"I'm in the mood, and you..." Easily escaping the grip on my hand he slips two fingers inside me, making my eyes close and mouth part, leaving a gasp. "... definitely are too."

"I hate you sometimes." I'm slightly panting now, his fingers are thrusting at a faster pace.

"Is that so?" He turns us around so he's hovering over me, and when I nod, he adds a finger. "Shit." I arch my back letting out a loud moan.

Fastening his pace with the tree fingers I manage to take his sweatpants and boxers with my feet, showing his hardening erection.

He stops to take my clothes but I put my hand above his. "Hell no. I'm fucking close." He just smirks at me. "Keep yourself busy with yours while I undress you." He takes his fingers, making me whimper. He takes my shirt, and slowly goes down.

Huffing impatiently I slip my two fingers in myself, waiting for him.

I hate him.

He takes my shorts and panties slowly, looking at me pleasuring myself.

"I swear I'll finish myself off and you go for a cold shower Xavier." He just chuckles throwing my clothes to the floor. Taking my fingers he slips his three making my back arch again. "Your fingers kitten." He grabs my hand sucking on them, kissing me after, so I can taste my juices.

He teases me with his tip making me groan. When he enters me a gasp leaves my mouth, my legs going around his torso immediately.

His pace is fast and hard making the headboard of my bed hit the wall. "Ah fuck." I moan loud, scratching his back.

He groans thrusting even further, his hand now on the headboard. "You're still fucking tight."

I clench around him making him groan, dropping his head on the crock of my neck. "Fuck Mason, faster." I moan on his ear, my hands gripping his hair.

He takes his dick slamming it again on me, making me scream his name when it hits my G spot, making my legs jelly. He grabs my leg putting it on his shoulder and leans down to kiss me hungrily, slamming deeper and harder.

"Oh god! Mason!" I scream reaching my peak, he continues slamming onto me. "Fuck." He groans and pulls out his dick, cumming on my flat stomach.

Rolling to my side we both lay there, panting. "I forgot the condom."

"You took it out, it's ok."

"Yeah. I'll go grab you a towel." He goes to the bathroom leaving me there breathing hard looking at the cealing.

That definitely took any thoughts I had from what happened last night. The way that monster said my nickname, it gave me chills.

"All good sexy?" Mason asks, getting out of the bathroom and broking my thoughts, I nod at him while he cleans my stomach, and goes to put the towel on the floor.

He needs to take that to the laundry later.

He lays above me, all his weight on me, making it hard to breath. "Oh hell no muscle man, get out." I push him making him fall out of the bed with a thud. Gasping my eyes widen when I look at the floor. "Fuck, sorry. You're good?"

"A bit of gentleness would be nice." He groans. Not containing more I laugh, clutching my stomach.

"It's not funny." Mason grumbles getting up, and laying beside me. I continue to laugh until he tickles my side making me laugh silently.

Yep, I'm the person when laughs too much it comes silently, gasping for air.

"S-top!" I exclaim my best running out of air making him laugh too. "That laugh, damn."

"Shut up stupid." I giggle turning to look at his dimple smile.

"Come here." He opens his arms making me snuggle to him. "Hi." I whisper smiling at him. He snorts a laugh. "How have you been, haven't seen you in ages." He fakes a shocked expression making me slap his chest. "I know. Girl your hair... it's all fucked, you need a cut."

He gasps. "No I don't."

"Eh. You kind of do. When you're asleep he falls to your eyes."

"I don't care. If I cut it you can't run your fingers in it."

I smile at that. Glad he likes it, because I do too.

"It's just a little bit. I like the messy look."

"I'll think about it." I nod kissing the tip of his nose. He sighs looking at me and running circles on my shoulder.

I know he has something to say.

"Ask whatever you want Mas." He stays silent for a couple of seconds before snuggling his nose with mine, making me smile.

I like that.

"Are you ok?" His question takes me back a bit but I nod. "I am."

"I'll be honest and open with you, if you're with me. It has to be from both sides Scarlett." My brows rose up slightly at that.

He's right though.

"I wanted to make him suffer like his blood did to me. The way he said the name my parents used to call me... it just triggered memories... from their death mostly, that's why I punched the wall."

"Well fuck, now I don't know what to say, besides that punching the wall may be from my influence." I laugh at that.

He's unbelievable.

"It's ok. Just your presence calms me down and comforts, I don't know why, it just does."

"Mhm. It isn't always needed words, just have somebody who understands you, and that you know is there for you it's enough sometimes."

"Exactly, snuggles." I kiss his jaw, cuddling further with him, the warm of his body radiating through my own. He chuckles at the nickname.

If only time stopped...