Saving Tragedy Chapter 127

**Ashton's POV**

****Slightly Spicy Content Ahead**** 

Rose's gasp got stuck in her throat, her wide eyes searching mine, silently begging for mercy, or was it a hint of excitement that I saw? 

I saw the hesitation flicker across her face — the small, nervous swallow, the way her grip loosened around the blanket knotted at her chest - that being the first piece of fabric to drop. 

She was testing me. Teasing me. 

Pushing to see how far she could go before I snapped and lost control... 

I cocked my head, watching her carefully, deliberately letting the silence stretch between us as I straightened back up to my full height. The room felt smaller with me in it, the weight of my presence filling every inch of space between us.

She didn't make another move, as I clicked my tongue. 

"Did I fucking stutter, sweetheart?" My voice was deceptively calm, but there was no mistaking the edge of warning woven through it.

Rose shivered, her arm still locked in my grasp. 

"Ashton—" she started, her voice barely above a whisper.

I moved faster than she expected.

One sharp tug — and I had her spun on her heels, her back now pressed to my front as she let out a small shriek... 

"DID I STUTTER?" I snap in her ear, holding her to me as my dick involuntarily grew hard. 

"N-No," She murmured, leaning back and pressing herself in to me more, knowing exactly what she was doing as I groaned loudly. 

I needed a damn shower first... 

I was losing my control... 

I hadn't showered since before Tommy's birthday party and that wouldn't be good for anyone... 

Sure I was pissed off with Rose, but I wasn't that pissed not to shower before it... although right now, it was fucking tempting! 

She trembled, her pulse hammering beneath my fingertips.

I could hear it. Feel it. My wolf was going wild on the inside, longing to show her who was in charge here... 

I dragged my nose along the line of her throat, inhaling deeply, letting her scent wrap around me, sinking into my veins.

"I'm going to shower... you know what to do!" I warn, before releasing her from my hold all together, turning to leave her breathless and flustered.

I didn't look back as I stalked toward the ensuite bathroom, eager to get showered and to get back to my mate who I excitedly longed to punish... 

I could still hear her ragged breathing behind me, the little tremors running through her body. I could smell her — the sweetness of her arousal all tangled up in the lavender always clinging to her skin.

Defiant.

Tempting.

And she was all mine.

I let the door click shut behind me, bracing my hands against the edge of the sink as I caught my reflection in the mirror. My jaw was locked tight, dark circles shadowing beneath my eyes — but it was the hunger flickering there that stole my attention.

Fucking hell.

I rolled my neck again, trying to ease some of the tension pent up in my shoulders. I needed this shower. I needed a second to cool the fuck down before I lost myself completely. 

I stripped off and clicked the shower on as the hot spray thundered against the tiles. I quickly stepped beneath it, letting the water pound down against my back, washing away the grime of the past days — but not the ache sitting low in my gut.

My hands flexed at my sides, nails threatening to lengthen out.

I couldn't stop thinking about her — standing out there in the bedroom, wrapped in nothing but her own nerves and anticipation.

I was pissed at her.

Still fucking furious.

But God help me... I wanted her more than anything on top of it all. 

I knew she'd be waiting exactly how I told her to — naked, obedient, with that little tremble in her voice that always betrayed just how much she loved when I punished her.

My sweet little Luna.

I stayed under the water longer than I needed to — long enough to cool my head and remind myself that I was the one in control here. Not my wolf. Not her.

I scrubbed myself down with soap, washing my hair thoroughly, before I stepped out from under the shower, the steam curling around me as I grabbed a towel to dry off. My eyes flicked toward the bathroom door, catching the faintest sound of movement in the bedroom beyond after she heard the water had turned off.

Good girl...

I wrapped the towel low around my hips, letting the cool air bite against my heated skin as I pushed the door open — slowly, deliberately — just to hear her sharp intake of air.

Rose was exactly where I knew she'd be — standing by the window, bare and vulnerable, her back to me, arms hanging loosely at her sides with her plump ass on full display. 

Fuck. 

My cock twitched beneath the towel, but I forced myself to hold back — just for a little longer.

"Hands behind your head."

The command left my mouth low and even, cutting clean through the thick silence of the room.

She obeyed without hesitation, fingers tangling up together behind her neck — putting every inch of her soft curves on display from behind.

"Turn around." I push on next, watching her feet shuffle as she slowly does as she's told... 

There she was, fully naked, her body perfect in every single way... 

I crossed the room slowly, my footsteps echoing over the hardwood floor as I closed the distance between us greedily... 

"You know how lucky you are, don't you? To still be unharmed after you disobeyed me..." I murmured, trailing one finger down her delicate skin from her neck down to her round breast. 

"Mhm..." She hummed softly, as my brows narrowed. 

"I want fucking words, Rose!" I state sharply, as her eyes grow wide followed by a quick: 

"Yes..."

Her voice was barely a breath — soft, unsure.

I smirked.

"Not convincing enough." I shrug next, as she chews her lip anxiously, hands still locked up behind her hair. 

Her body tensed as I leaned in close, my mouth brushing just behind her ear. "You were a bad girl while I was gone weren't you Rose?" 

"Yes... Alpha." She tried again, using my title in an attempt to make me crumble. 

I closed my eyes over for a moment, trailing my nose up her neck to breathe in her scent. A low growl rumbled from deep within my chest, a sudden heat snapping through me at the way her voice trembled over the title.

That was more like it... 

I let my hand slide down her side, slow and deliberate — teasing her, testing her — before I pulled her body in to mine. 

Her wide, glassy eyes locked onto mine, chest rising and falling in shallow little pants as she stood there completely bare.

Beautiful.

But out of line. 

Still trying to figure out how much trouble she was really in tonight, she blinked up at me through her long lashes, dropping her hands slowly from behind her head - placing them on my shoulders instead. 

I leaned in close, brushing my thumb along her bottom lip.

"Did I fucking say you could move your hands?!" I question, as she shakes her head.

"You've just been testing me all fucking day, haven't you?" I add, watching her pupils dilating beneath the weight of my gaze.

"I can make it up to you..." Rose attempts, as I raise a brow at her bold words. 

"Really? How do you plan on doing that?!" I drawl out, bringing a slow hand up from her abdomen, before cupping her breast in a teasing grip feeling her nipples hardening. 

"I'll show you..." she swallowed, and with that she lowered her hands steadily, pulling at my towel - letting it drop to the floor in a pool by my feet. 

But before she could proceed on with her plan, my hand shot up to grasp her jaw, taking her face in a vice like grip... 

"Listen to me first, if you disobey a direct order from me again, sweetheart... then I'll need to resort to a more extreme method of punishment... I won't tolerate the disrespect or the fact that you put yourself and our son in danger!" I raise my voice ever so slightly, to show how serious I was on the matter before we got carried away. 

Her lips parted, a soft little whimper slipping free — but she didn't deny it this time.

Smart girl.

"I'm sorry... the boys were restless and wanted to play outside and I..." She starts to say, as I sigh heavily to interrupt her. 

"You made a stupid decision. You can't just give in to him all of the time Rose, especially with shit like this! I don't want to hear your bullshit excuses!" I state firmly. 

She nodded her head with it still in my grip, admitting final defeat. "You're right, I'm sorry." She finally admits. 

I eventually smirked, releasing her face and sliding my hand lower satisfied — I began trailing it down the curve of her waist on to her hip, before snaking it round to take a firm handful of her ass, dragging her flush against me.

"Now fucking show me how you can make this up to me..." I demand, as she nods eagerly and slowly bends her knees. 

By this point, I was beyond excited, my dick standing at full alert for her - knowing what was coming. 

She started off slow, taking my cock in to her mouth, using a hand to stroke the rest that she couldn't yet fit. My head fell back, enjoying every damn second of having her kneeling beneath me - sucking me off after a long twenty four hours of hell. 

This is exactly what I needed to ease my tension... 

I found the back of her head, my fingers taking a hold of her hair as I push her further down on my length. Rose grips my thigh with her free hand, steadying herself, as I glance down at the heavenly sight. 

"You're fucking mine, but you know that already don't you?!" I announce through a groan, feeling her suck harder. 

"Fuck!" I state, the feeling being out of this world. 

I had hoped to spank the shit out of her first, but I couldn't knock this offer back... if she wanted to make things up to me in her own way, then so be it! 

Feeling myself grow hotter, I yank her backwards, releasing my dick from her lips as she gasps for air beneath me. 

"This doesn't even cut half of your apology!" I announce, standing her up, my hand still in her hair. 

"On the bed - stomach first!" I push her towards it, watching her hurry in front of me, as I follow. 

Now time to leave as many damn marks on her skin as I can... 

Maybe I should get the belt for this?