Claimed by My Bully Alpha Chapter 340

Caleb’s P.O.V

I watched as she backed away from me slowly, standing next to the bed with the Moonlight painting her in silver, her hair a curtain of darkness against her shoulders, eyes glowing with the unspoken kind of hunger that made my heart race and my breath shallow. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Her eyes told me everything. And gods, if my legs didn’t move on their own.

I crossed the room and reached for her slowly, reverently, like she was something sacred. Because she was. She was mine, and yet, she was so much more than that. She was the air I breathed. The fire in my soul. The storm that made me feel alive.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my forehead to hers. “You sure?” I whispered, my voice raspier than I intended, barely holding back the desire that surged beneath my skin.

Her lips curled into that soft smile—the one that always disarmed me. “I want you, Caleb,” she murmured, her voice like velvet against the raw edges of my restraint.

“I want all of you.”

My chest tightened. There was something about the way she said it, like she knew exactly what she was asking for—my body, yes, but my heart too. My soul. And she already had it, every shattered piece.

I leaned in and kissed her, slowly at first, letting the heat rise between us naturally. Her fingers gripped the hem of my shirt, tugging it upward, and I helped her, tossing it aside before my hands found the curve of her hips. I kissed her again, deeper this time, pouring all my love, all my longing, into the way our mouths moved together.

Without breaking contact, I scooped her into my arms and walked us over to the bed, laying her down gently like she was made of spun glass and stardust. She giggled softly, and I couldn’t help but chuckle too, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek.

“Every time I look at you,” I whispered, tracing her jaw with my thumb, “I feel like I’m going to lose my damn mind.”

Aurora arched into my touch, her hands running down my chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Then let’s go crazy together.”

I leaned down and kissed her neck, then lower, tasting the sweetness of her skin as I mapped every inch of her with my lips. Her breath hitched, her fingers threading into my hair, and gods, the way she responded to my touch—it undid me. Every little sound she made, every sigh, every soft moan—it was music. A melody only I could play.

When she rolled us over and straddled me, I let out a low growl, my hands gripping her thighs as I stared up at her. Her hair cascaded around her shoulders like wildfire, her lips parted slightly, eyes locked on mine like she could see straight into my soul.

Her breasts pressed against my chest sensually, leaving me gasping for breath even as I tried to make sense of the whole thing. I was with the most beautiful girl in the world and somehow, I didn't know how to act, how to take this all in but I knew I needed to come off the thoughts in my head because at this very moment, Aurora was mine and mine alone.

My fingers flickered over her nipple, watching as it grew taut and stiff under my touch. I watched her moan, even as I felt her heat on my dick, as she positioned herself over me, before lowering herself down on me, inch by slow inch.

“You’re perfect,” I murmured, my voice all but gone. “So damn perfect, Aurora.”

She leaned down and kissed me again, but slower now, tender, deep, like we had all the time in the world. And maybe we did. Because right now, time didn’t exist. Nothing existed but her. Us. This.

Then I opened the bond.

I let her feel it all—every thudding beat of my heart, the rush of blood in my veins, the way my body burned for her. I let her feel the weight of my love, how much I craved her not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually. I let her feel how utterly beautiful I thought she was, how she could destroy me with a glance and heal me with a touch.

Her breath caught, eyes wide as it hit her, and I saw it—felt it—when her emotions crashed into mine. Surprise. Awe. And then... love. That endless, aching, soul-deep love she always tried to shield behind a wall of strength. But I feel it now. She couldn’t hide it anymore.

“Oh, Caleb,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Is this... is this how you feel every time you look at me?”

I nodded, unable to speak for a second. “You drive me mad, Aurora. You haunt me. You own me.”

She kissed me then with a hunger that shattered what little control I had left, her body moving with mine in a rhythm as old as time. The bond pulsed between us with every touch, every breath, every heartbeat. We weren’t just making love—we were becoming one. A perfect, burning, soul-bound flame.

And as she moved above me, her eyes never leaving mine, I knew in that moment there would never be anyone else. Never another night like this. Never another woman who could make me feel like I was standing at the edge of the world and flying at the same time.

Only her.

Always her.

Afterward, silence fell over us like a gentle blanket, thick and warm with the remnants of everything we’d just shared. Aurora collapsed on top of me, her face tucked against the curve of my neck, her breath hot and steady as it fanned across my skin. I could feel the erratic beat of her heart through our bond, slowly calming in sync with mine.

“I didn’t know it could be like that,” she whispered, her fingers brushing softly along my chest. “I didn’t know it could feel... so infinite.”

I wrapped my arms around her, anchoring her there, right where I needed her to be. “That’s what you do to me,” I said quietly. “You make forever feel real.”

She lifted her head, looking at me with those luminous eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips.

“You let me feel everything. All of it.”

“Because you deserve to know,” I replied. “Every time you walk into a room, my soul reaches for you. Every breath I take, I take with you in mind. And when you touched me like that... when you looked at me like I was your whole world—I needed you to feel that it’s mutual. That you are my whole world.”

Her eyes welled, and she let out a half-laugh, half-sob. “Gods, Caleb... I love you.”

I cupped her face, gently wiping away a tear with my thumb. “And I love you, Aurora. With everything I am. With everything I’ll ever be.”

She curled into me, her body fitting against mine like it was made for it. We didn’t speak for a long while. We didn’t need to. The bond said it all. I felt her peace, her joy, her safety—and she felt mine.

Eventually, her breathing softened, and I realized she was drifting into sleep. I pressed a kiss to her temple and whispered, “Sleep, my fireheart. I’ll be here when you wake.”

And I would. Always.