Chapter 7

Asher's room was spotless... It was clean and set up right.

It had always been like this...

I remember having sleepovers in this room with my big brother, because I had a nightmare. But I was in here for a different reason now.

I wasn't in here to see my big brother, I was in here to see my mate.

"April" his voice was dark and husky. my heart skipped a beat. On instinct I closed the door and locked it.

I walked over to the side of the bed my heart was in my throat.

I looked at my mate, the feeling of want and lust completely took over every other feeling I had. This was supposed to feel wrong, but it only feels right.

"Asher" I whispered.

Slowly I slid my hands on the side of the bed. His smile only widened.

"Do me a favor." He growled.

"What's that?" I ask

"Pleasure me." he growled.

"How?" I asked, honestly I didn't know what to do.

"Surprise me, your touch is enough." he moved his arm, his eyes were a light shade of blue that held lust and want.

I smiled a little then moved my hands on either side of his body. I slowly crawled on the bed then gently slung my leg over his torso, I was now straddling him. Slowly I bent down pressing my body to his. Then slowly to I slid my tongue over his chest making him growl.

He quickly flipped us over my legs wrapped around his torso and my arms flew to his neck. He began grinding against my now burning core, I let out a moan. you could feel his excitement.

"Mhm..." I moaned "w-why doesn't this f-feel wrong?" I asked gasping as he trusted his hips forward I met his thrust and rocked my hips back against him.

He laughed. "'maybe because i make you feel things nobody else will ever make you feel." he thrusted harder against me. I clung to the back of his neck, my head flew back as I let out a loud moan.

"Or maybe it's because it never felt right being siblings." he kissed my neck nipping at my sweet spot. The pleasure was so unbearably amazing I started to cry.

Asher ripped my shirt off exposing my bare chest. He licked up my breast and pleasured me even farther.

He trailed kisses from my chest up to where he would place my mark.

"Or maybe it's because we're made for each other." he nipped at the spot on my neck that I call my sweet spot, that wolfs call the marking spot. "Or maybe," I whispered "it's all of those things" He stopped grinding on me and I lay on my back he pressed his lower body onto my lower body and licked the spot he would mark.

Suddenly I knew what he was about to do.

"Asher don't!" He stopped mid lick and looked at me. hurt and confusion flashed through his eyes.

"No, it's not that I don't want you to mark me!" I whisper yelled "I do, I want it so bad!" I bit my lip "but mom and dad will smell our scenes combined." I whispered breathlessly

"Oh" he also sounded out of breath.

"Alright, then I'm going to do something else." He licked the spot again, making me moan again. he kissed the spot then sucked and nipped at it making my legs feel like jello. "w-what are you doing!?" I moaned out feeling pleasure bubble inside me again.

Finally he licked the spot again, and smiled.

"Wear your hair up at school tomorrow." He demanded me.

"Wait?" I asked "what did you do?!" I touched the spot my skin was sore and hurt. I slid out from underneath him and ran to his bathroom.

I flipped the light on. There on my neck was maybe the most well done hickey ever to be placed on a neck. Somebody's going to want answers if I wear my hair up.

"Oh my goddess what's Callie going to say?" I whispered.

"I have football practice tomorrow," Asher felt the back of his neck he moved his hands from his neck a little bit of blood blotched his finger tips. "My friends are going to ask about this" he shrugged.

"Oh my goddess!" I hiss grabbing his shoulders attempting to spin Asher around. He laughed and turned around for me. he had finger nail marks imprinted on his skin.

"Are you ok?" I whispered running my hands over the marks.

"Yes babe I'm fine." He laughed then spun around grabbing my hips and placed me on the counter.

"It lets me know your enjoying it." He placed his hands on my legs spreading them apart. My heart jumped every direction and thudded like it was a drum.

Slowly he slipped between my legs. I whispered as I felt him against my core. He was just as excited as I was, maybe even more.

"You wanna take a shower?" He whispered in my ears, nipping the ear lob. "we don't have to do anything... unless you want to." He pressed against me.

"O-Ok" I shivered as his hands tracked up my bare back leaving trails of sparks. He left me on the counter and turned the water on. His shower was big... big enough for the both of us definitely.

He slipped his arms around my waste and moved me from the counter. His hands tracked down my sides to my waist where he gripped the fabric of my shorts and shredded them. Leaving me in only my underwear, like him.

"Now," he growled "the question is, who makes the first move?" He smirked. My heart beat sped up as my hands traveled to his toned abs. Nor once did we break eye contact. I fiddled with the fabric of his boxers then in one swift move I ripped the fabric to shreds. He did the same to me, our eyes still locked on each others.

Then in one swift move he picked me up I startled his hips and began kissing him. A passionate burn erupted through my chest as the water hit our mangled body's. The water hit us sliding down making our body's slippery.

"We're not going to do anything are we?" Asher mumbled against my lips.

"To an extent." I whispered the water hit my hair making it fall in my face.

I felt him put me on the ground then move my hair out of my face.

"That's good." He smirked at me. Then suddenly it hit me.

"I need my shampoo..." My mouth fell open. He laughed but slid out the shower... you could hear him opening a cabinet then the bathroom door opened. I peeked my head out the curtain and waited. It did take long before a pissed off looking Asher walked back into the bathroom.

"No, I'm not playing a prank on April!" Asher seethed. In the back ground you could hear dad yelling and beating on the door. "the bottles are empty! April said I could use them!" Asher growled.

"Yesterday..." There was more shouting that was muffled by the water. "don't wake up April! If you do I'm telling mom." I stifled a laugh as dad went silent.

"Yeah, yeah go back to bed old man!" Asher yelled slamming the bathroom door and locking it.

"Here's your shampoo." Asher handed me the bottles and climbed back into the shower. He smirked at me, he obviously enjoyed our current situation.

"Beautiful" he shook his head and smiled.

"What?" I asked putting shampoo in my hair. I gently scrubbed my hair letting the buttercream and almonds soak in.

"Your beautiful." Asher stepped closer to me.

"Oh" I whispered rinsing the shampoo out of my hair. I spun around and kissed him.

"Your sexy when you talk" the words flowed off my tung. Asher was right. This didn't feel wrong because we never had a proper sibling relationship, he does make me feel things nobody else could make feel, and we were meant for each other.

"Good." He smashed his lips to mine we kissed each other with great passion. I knew this would become our nightly routine.

We kissed until we ran out of breath.

I remembered the favor I had to do for him. My touch was enough and I was hopping so.

I grabbed Asher's shampoo and squirted some in the palm of my hand.

"What are you doing?" Asher laughed his smile was cheeky.

"That's my wash, you do realize that right?" He chuckled again then as realized what I was doing his eyes filled with excitement and wonder.

I rubbed the soap on my hands making them bubbly.

"I know..." I whispered then ran my hands along his shoulders rubbing them and massaging them in the process.

"Oh man..." He moaned "I will love you forever." my heart fluttered.

"You better! I laugh... I'm your mate!" I worked my way around his body I walked around him in the descent sized shower and scrubbed his back lightly I wash his neck. I stand on my tippy toes and pull his head down to my level and peck his lips. I then washed down the front of his body running my hands down his abs. Suddenly Asher grabbed my hands and pushed me against the wall.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"It's my turn." Asher's lips found mine. he kissed me as he put some of my body wash in his hands.

"Hey, by the way don't eat that soap." I raised my eye brows, nodding my head for emphasis.

"You ate the soap?" Asher laughed.

"No!" I sit up, he pushes me back against the wall. My heart was racing so I kept talking.

"I washed my lips... From earlier... And some got in my mouth... And it just... Yeah I guess I did eat the soap." I just sighed.

"I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to." Asher raised an eye brow.

"Go for it" I smiled at him... "just don't pull a prank on me." I smiled and winked at him. He then proceeded in rubbing my shoulders. Asher washed every inch of my upper torso making me sigh and moan.

Asher laughed and shook his head,

"Yeah If he asks about me taking your shampoo say they were empty, and that you said I could have them... yesterday."

"You know... we have known we were mates for a day, and look at us!" I laughed he answered my question though.

"Naked and in the shower?" He smirked at me.

"Damn this escalated quickly!" I laughed as we stepped back into the water rinsing off.

"Well if you think about it, we didn't have to do the first stage of finding our mates because we already knew each other." He nodded turning off the water. He picked me up I laughed and pecked his lips as he set me down on the cold counter.

"Friends do this all the time." he mumbled. "Technically we have been friends for 16 years." he got out two new fresh towels.

"So I mean, its just like we were done being friends, and besides your my mate, I'm attracted to you... I always have been." he mumbled the last part.

"Always?" I asked getting off the counter and wrapping myself up with his fuzzy towel.

"Umm hmm" he nodded drying himself off. "but back then I thought you were my sister and only my sister." he shrugged.

"I'm still your sister." I paused

"I think" I added quickly.

"You know the more I think about it... I don't have green eyes like you, mom, or dad." His jaw clenched shut.

"I don't look like them." And then he whispered the last reason.

"I don't have 3rd in command blood running through my veins."

"What?" I gasped.

"I don't have 3rd in command blood running through my veins... it's much more powerful, I don't know what it is though." He smirked "maybe beta?"

He shook his head, then he picked me up bridal style and carried me out of the bathroom setting me on his bed. He went over to his closet.

"I don't think their my parents." he yelled from the closet.

He threw me one of his T shirts and a pair of boxers. I slipped them on, and pulled the covers back from his king sized bed. He came back out of the closet in only basketball shorts.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist. One arm pulled the edge of the T-shirt away from my neck. he kissed his perfect hickey then nipped it once more.

"Though this comforts me." He whispered.

"What?" I asked focused on his actions.

"Them not being my parents, it means I was never your brother, and then they can't get mad at me when I take you and claim you as mine." He picked me up and put me in the bed, he laid down beside me pulling the covers over us. He pulled me into his chest. Little sparks fluttered over our skin. I sighed and fell asleep to Asher lightly kissing my hair.