Claimed by My Bully Alpha Chapter 242

Aurora’s P.O.V

I had been drinking for hours, the alcohol buzzing through my veins, loosening up everything inside me. The world around me felt distant, as if I were floating, detached from the noise and chaos of the party. Caleb was beside me, always near, his eyes locked on mine in a way that made me feel like I was the only one in the room. My head spun, but in the best way.

I couldn't help but sway to the music, my body moving with a rhythm I didn’t care to control. Caleb was watching me, his lips curling into that familiar, mischievous grin, and before I even realized what I was doing, I was pulling him closer, my hands finding his chest. “You look so damn good,” I mumbled, my voice slurring just a little.

He chuckled softly, his fingers lightly brushing against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

“You’re more intoxicating than anything I’ve had tonight,” he murmured, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of my neck. My breath caught in my throat, and I let out a soft gasp, feeling a thrill run through me.

I glanced around, noticing that everyone else at the party was either too drunk to notice or already passed out on the tables. It was like the perfect opportunity.

But still, I managed to notice that the kids were already taken away to bed, Avery and Riley were nowhere to be seen, and neither was Maggie, so it was possible they had all gone to bed together. And that made me let out a sigh of relief.

With a boldness that was new to me, I took Caleb's hand and tugged him towards the door. "Let's get out of here," I said, barely able to control the grin that tugged at my lips.

He didn’t hesitate. We slipped away, unnoticed, and made our way to his room instead of mine.

There had been a fire sizzling between the two of us, a thirst that needed to be quenched. Until now, the only thing holding Caleb back had been the fact that I hadn't been eighteen yet. But today, he didn’t have that excuse. I was now free to be with him. Today, I wanted to belong to Caleb in the truest sense of the word. Just us, body and soul.

Going down the hallway, we reached the room that belonged to him. I had only been here a couple of times after I shared my second kiss on his bed…the night that he marked me as his. Now, as we entered the room, I felt my hands tremble from nervousness.

But that nervousness faded instantly, as soon as Caleb’s hand found mine and he pulled me inside his room, his body a furnace as he pulled me against him.

The door clicked shut behind us, and before I knew it, Caleb was kissing me, passionately, urgently, his hands roaming over my body like he'd been waiting for this moment for a lifetime.

“I’ve been waiting for this day for ages,” he said between kisses, his voice thick with desire.

I could barely catch my breath as I kissed him back, all the while nodding slightly in agreement.

The warmth of his skin made my skin tingle on contact and I breathed in the earthy scent of him till I was intoxicated. This was it. This was exactly how having a soulmate felt like. That one person who will always be by my side through thick or thin, no matter what we have to endure to be together.

“Me too,” I whispered, my fingers trembling as I began to unbutton his shirt, each button revealing more of his skin. The world outside was forgotten as we continued to pull each other closer, undressing each other one item at a time, the heat between us rising with every second.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered but the feeling of him, of us.

I wasn’t wearing any bra under my dress so when the dress slipped off my body in the most sensual way possible, I watched as his eyes widened. I took his hand, running my fingers through his big, strong muscles even as I watched him smile back at me.

“Touch me, make me feel good.” I moaned.

Caleb obliged even as I felt his hands all over my body as he satisfied me with his hands and then went down with his tongue. I felt so full with his lips on me and I knew that this was an experience I could never easily forget.

“Aurora…are you sure about this?” Caleb asked, much to my annoyance. “I wasn’t…I’m not… imagining it…was I?”

Huffing out a breath, I buried my face in his chest, holding onto him tighter than ever. “Don’t say a single word! I’ve waited for this long enough…if you refuse once again, I swear I’ll just tie you up and force myself on you!”

It was only after the words escaped my lips that I realized how desperate I sounded. But I didn’t care anymore.

A surprised laughter escaped Caleb’s lips at my words. “You know…if the situation had been reversed, then I’d have been sent to jail.”

But I looked up at him then, my eyes holding a kind of vulnerability that I had never felt before. “I’m not joking!” I told him. “I want this Caleb, more than anything.”

And then, he smiled, his lips pressing onto my forehead in the tenderest of kisses before he reached for my lips.

This time, the kiss wasn’t as urgent or hurried. It was as if he was taking his time, savoring every second.

“Then who am I to refuse my mate?” He said finally.