The highly rise

Chapter 9

"W-wait, what?" I stammered, feeling a mix of shock and confusion washing over me.

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The room fell silent, the weight of the moment pressing heavily on my shoulders. "Jadelyn dear. You have to do this if you want to heal," my mom said, her words echoing in my mind.

But the prospect of intimacy with Rhea left me feeling uncertain. Did she truly want this? Glancing at her from the corner of my eye, I could detect a slight blush on her cheeks, but her expression revealed little else.

"Well Rhea, we will leave her in your hands," my father said as he rose from the bed, nodding at Rhea before turning his attention back to me. "Hope you get better, dear," he added, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead.

As my parents and Jade exited the room, leaving us alone, I couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension.

"Hodika," Rhea said, turning to acknowledge her before she quietly slipped out. Hodika approached me, resting one knee on the bed and placing a hand on my cheek as she leaned in to kiss my forehead gently.

"Hope you get better," she murmured before exiting the room, leaving me alone with Rhea, whose gaze I avoided as I grappled with my thoughts.

"Let's get this over with," she declared, her tone firm as she rose from the bed. I glanced up at her uncertainly, feeling the blush creeping up my cheeks as she began to undress. In a matter of moments, she stood before me in nothing but her bra and underwear.

I couldn't help but stare; she was truly beautiful, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"You don't have to if you're not comfortable," I whispered softly, my gaze shifting away from her exposed form.

She shook her head, moving to kneel beside me on the bed. With a gentle hand, she pulled the blanket from my body, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I averted my eyes, feeling self-conscious under her gaze.

Sitting on my lap, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her lips hovering near my ear. "You honestly don't know how long I have been waiting for you," she confessed, her voice tinged with sadness.

Confusion swirled within me. Waiting for me? What did she mean?

"Now, you've done something dangerous out there and injured yourself," she continued, pressing soft kisses to the cuts on my face and temple. Despite the pain, I found myself oddly comforted by her touch, even enjoying it in some strange way.

I rested both of my hands on her hips, sensing her tension beneath my touch.

"I thought you hated me," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.

Her gaze softened as she looked into my eyes. "How could I ever hate you? I love you with my whole heart. You and Hodika. After all, you two are my mates," she reassured me.

I couldn't help but chuckle nervously. "The way you look at me, it's like you want to murder me," I admitted.

She chuckled in response. "Everyone tells me that. You're not the only one," she teased.

With a gentle push, she guided me to lie down on the bed. Her hands cupped my cheeks as she leaned down to kiss me, catching me off guard. Despite my initial surprise, I soon found myself kissing her back, the intensity of the moment washing over me.

As our lips moved together, I could feel her grinding against me, igniting a fire within me. Was she trying to arouse me? If so, she was succeeding; I could already feel myself growing hard beneath her.

"Mmm," she moaned softly, her lips still locked with mine. She trailed her tongue along my bottom lip, seeking entry. Without hesitation, I granted her access, allowing our tongues to dance together in a silent battle for dominance. In that moment, she emerged victorious, leaving me completely surrendered to her.