Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 82

| Don't Feel Jealous

I hiss as he slips out of me, sore from how quick and hard he fucked me.

He stays between my legs, above me, and with his fingers tucking my hair behind my ears. My chest heaves and

I frown at his words.

"Aiden," | say softly, searching his eyes.

He hums, brushing his thumb over my hip. My skin breaks out in goosebumps, my

insides craving for an orgasm.

"Are you really okay with this?"

He raises an eyebrow like he's thinking about it, but his hand wanders down my leg to my knee. With ease, he

lifts my leg around his waist and finds my clit with a soft shove of his

fingers.

| gasp, back arching as | grip his shoulders.

"Am | okay with what?"

My body melts as he draws pleasure from me, rubbing hard but intentional circles. "With me? And Zaid?" The

words cout ofin pants, my stomach building up in tension.

He slips his fingers inside me, his thumb continuing to pay close attention to my clit. "I don't feel jealous, if that's

what you mean."

I look into his soft amber eyes, trying to pull together my next thought as my legs tremble. "No? Because...fuck...

because you just have to say the word and | won't. God,

fuck, don't stop."

He chuckles, pressing a kiss to my neck as he curls his fingers. He's hardening again, and | can feel him against

my thigh. My toes curl just as | find his lips with mine and suck his tongue into my mouth.

He quickens his pace, and my hips move to seek the friction of his palm. It's building in my chest, that sweet,

delicious pain. My entire body vibrates with it, and then I pull from his lips to moan.

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My body breaks into goosebumps and I hold on to him tight, feeling warm pleasure rush through me. Aiden

kisses my cheeks, then my neck, givingtto cdown from my high.

| drop my head to his chest and can't help the chuckle that escapes my lips. "We still have to finish our

conversation, Aiden."

He huffs, pulling fromand rolling away to lie on his back, a hand behind his head. I roll over, too, placing my

hands on his chest and setting my chin on them.

"Are you okay?" | sigh. "The last thing | want is to make you uncomfortable."

He looks at me, running his fingers down my hair. "I don't feel jealous, or possessive,

really."

| frown at that, remembering how he just pulledout of Zaid's room.

it Aiden's brows knit together, and he swallows hard. It's... weird. Watching him kiss you, just-"He pauses,

watchingcarefully. "It madewant you more. It turnedon."

I blink at him, and a heat burnsfrom my face to my toes. "What?"

He chuckles, deep. "It madewant you more. It turnedon."

The repetition makes my breath hitch. His words are unfiltered, and I can tell he's not entirely comfortable saying

them aloud. But they're honest, and that's what matters most.

It's kind of exciting, though.

My stomach flutters.

| breathe out, gripping his shoulders. "If at any moment you feel weird about this, you'll tell me, right? We'll talk

about it."

His lips twitch into a faint smile, and he nods. "Yeah, I'll tell you."

A few minutes later, the warmth of Aiden's lips on mine is intoxicating as we stumble down the stairs, his hands

firmly on my waist, guiding me. | can't stop smiling against his mouth, letting out a soft laugh when he mutters

something aboutbeing a distraction.

We pause on the last step, and | press into him, placing my hands on his chest.

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I pull him into a kiss. He pulls away, placing his forehead on mine. "Stop kissing me."

| smile against his lips.

His hand slips into mine as we walk toward the living room, the moment's

quietness givingspace to think. | know I need to talk to Zaid, figure out how he feels about all this.

Does he even wantlike this? Or is he going to be the jealous one?

As we step into the living room, | stop short. Jake is standing there, his frsilhouetted by the twinkling lights

of the Christmas tree. | can't read his expression, his gaze fixed on the ornaments like they hold skind of

answer. Aiden stiffens beside me, his hand dropping from mine. "When did you get here?" Jake turns slowly, his

dark eyes meeting mine for a lingering moment before flicking to Aiden. There's something in his gaze so

intense that | breathe in just to stop myself from shaking. My stomach flips as | take him in, as | remember the

way he heldand comforted me.

"Last night," Jake replies to Aiden, his voice drawsfrom my thoughts.

He looks back at the tree, the corner of his mouth quivering up in something that isn't quite a smile. "So...you all

decided withoutthat you're ready to celebrate Christmas again?"

He looks at Aiden, who shrugs. "Alina wanted to."

Jake's eyes watch me, takingin.

"Zaid and | thought we could do that for her, for us."

Jake quirks an eyebrow. "Well, we have a lot of preparing to do, then."

"Will Diana be joining us?" Aiden asks as he pullsto sit with him on the couch, settlingonto his lap.

| try to avoid Jake's gaze as | get comfortable.

"No, she'll be staying in Italy for a while."

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Aiden squeezes my thigh, nodding, though he looks like he doesn't like that

answer.

My eyes dart to the tree and my heart aches for us, for what this tree represents

to us all. It's not just about the holiday; it's about everything we've lost and everything we're trying to rebuild.

| shoot a look at the hallway, suddenly missing Zaid.