The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Laila’s POV

My fiery determination held in place right up until the moment Jason and I returned to our hotel room, and I remembered we were sharing a single bed.

Then, my confidence waned and shattered. I had no idea how I was going to sleep beside Jason without wanting to touch him. Already my fingers were itching to touch and to hold, to kiss him until I couldn’t remember the fear I’d felt today.

But that would be a mistake. I wasn’t ready to fall back under Jason’s spell. I still didn’t trust him not to just turn around and leave me like he had done before. In my youth, I had been so dedicated to him, so in love. As a fully grown woman now with my own child, I had to be smarter.

I couldn’t just fall into bed with Jason because he was hot and I was horny.

We both looked at the bed.

“I… could sleep on the floor,” he said, shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

“Absolutely not,” I said. “The bed is big enough for both of us.”

“I could shift into wolf form,” he said.

“Jason.”

He ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah, okay.”

I had an impulse to remind him that this was his idea. He had arranged for one bed instead of two, and now we both had to suffer the pent–up consequences.

“I’ll change first,” I said. Grabbing my suitcase, I wheeled it into the bathroom and closed the door. After a quick shower, I changed into a simple t–shirt and silky shorts to sleep in. When I had packed, I hadn’t really given much thought to my outfit for sleep, but in hindsight, I was relieved I had chosen something so unsexy, unlike one of my nightgowns.

No way Jason would see me in this t–shirt and be turned on. It even had holes in the back!

Though, as I reached for the door handle, I had less confidence in that. Despite having taken a cold shower, my body still burned with desire. It was as if the heat from Jason’s closeness melted any chill in me before it could even take hold.

I opened the door, and immediately saw Jason reclined on the bed. He was wearing flannel pants and a black t–shirt. His hands were behind his head, his elbows high in the air. He’d been looking elsewhere, but when I walked out of the bathroom, his eyes immediately zeroed in on me.

Slowly, he trailed his gaze from my face down the length of my body and back up again. His eyes caught twice, once on the apex of my thighs, which had me press my thighs together, and again, on my chest.

It was just an old t–shirt, yet the heat in his eyes kicked up a thousand degrees, like I had been wearing the sexiest of negligees. I felt as if I might catch fire.

I wanted him to touch me, to take these clothes off of me however he could. Tear this old t–shirt, rip away my pants and panties and fuck me against the wall.

My cheeks burned, but I didn’t look away from him. I didn’t move either, frozen in the opening of the bathroom, desperately wanting to go near him but holding himself back with all his strength.

Jason suddenly pushed up from the bed and stood. He started to come near me and my breath caught. He stopped two feet away, and swallowed hard.

“I think… I had better use the bathroom now,” he said.

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“Uh. Right. Yes, of course.” I moved out of the wall, stumbling over thyself to give him enough room.

He slid by me, entered the bathroom, and softly closed the door behind him.

I rushed away from the door, like it would burst open and lava would flow out at any minute. I moved my suitcase back to where it had been, and then slid into the bed on the opposite side of where Jason had been, pretendrag as hard as I could that I couldn’t still smell his pine and leather scent on the sheets.

I forced my eyes closed, hoping I could fall asleep before Jason returned from the bathroom. I was doomed to fail, I knew that even then, but I was going to try. Once the bed would dip down with Jason’s weight, I would have no chance of falling asleep.

For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, listening only to the sound of my own treacherous heartbeat which raced way too fast

than what was necessary.

Then, from the bathroom, I heard a moan.

My thoughts crackled apart, abandoning me completely as I suddenly strained to hear, all of my senses reaching out in the direction of the bathroom.

I heard the telltale sound of skin on skin that I knew could only mean Jason was jerking off.

I imagined him there, standing in the bathroom, maybe with his back to the door, leaning on it, as he took himself in hand.

“Laila,” he said, breathy.

Oh, Gods. This was too much. I wanted to break down that door and replace his hand with mine or with my mouth, or to help guide him inside of me.

But I knew I couldn’t.

Even so, listening to the p**n that was happening in the next room, my imagination filling in all the blanks, I had to do something.

My hand started moving of its own accord, driven by lust and instinct. I traced it down my chest, stopping only for a moment to brush my breast before sliding it down further. At my panties, I slipped my fingers under the waistband, and then lower, down, down, until – yes. There.

“Laila… Ah.”

Jason might have been trying to be quiet, but he wasn’t, at least not to me, who was so keenly tuned into everything Jason. I could pick out his voice in a crowded room. Hearing him masturbate with only a thin door between us was no trouble at all.

“Gods, Laila. Yes. Such a good girl.”

My heart leaped nearly out of my chest. I touched my clit harder. Taking two fingers, I rubbed either side of my clit, giving even more stimulation. I threw my head back on the pillow, my eyes squeezed shut.

I imagined Jason’s fingers instead of my own, his breath in my ear, his body over mine.

Good girl. Mine.

My breath hitched, and suddenly all sound went still in the bathroom.

Was he listening to me now? Gods, that was so hot.

Time for me to put on a show like he was putting on one for me.

“Jason… Oh, yes… Please…”

A guttural moan sounded from the bathroom. Then, the sounds of skin on skin came faster, more desperate. I picked up my pace to match his.

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