Aiden's Challenge
Copyright© 2025 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - It’s been over a year since the events of “Aiden Ascending” and no further attempts have been made to seize the ring from Aiden. They haven’t forgotten about it though and send a new minion to try once more. When his true father arrives to warn him, his world becomes far more complex. More powers are in play, and Aiden must protect those who love him while seeking a showdown.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Magic BDSM Spanking Harem Anal Sex Oral Sex
In a casino’s gold-clad elevator, Anna rubbed her forehead. The good news was the meeting with a group of private buyers had paid off, or would once their checks cleared. The bad news was, it’d been grueling. Not the least, because each time a guy glanced at her lace-fringed collar, she wished the hungry gaze belonged to Aiden.
“Two more days,” she muttered.
With a grin, she leaned closer, checking her reflection in the shiny metal wall.
Since meeting their gray-eyed, magical stud of a neighbor, her wardrobe had changed. Navy blue and clinging to all the right curves, sporting a much-lower neckline and shorter hem, the dress was both cute and sexy. The smile widened as she ran hands along her ribs. They were on full display, courtesy of wide, swooping cutouts. Aiden had never ... commanded his companion acquire sexier outfits.
“It’s implied,” she said with a chuckle.
A sudden wisp of nausea took the grin from her. After grasping a waist-high, gilded railing, she hung there, gulping air. With the strangest sensations wandering through her, the other hand roamed her belly.
Both spell broken and with the faint sickness fading, once the doors opened, she strode along a carpeted hallway toward her suite. Well, toward the next bank of elevators. Vegas, baby. Its larger casinos preferred to keep visitors moving.
She gritted her teeth. The silence from Aiden was nerve-wracking. While Rory jumped at her every call and text, not only hadn’t he answered, but the man she craved had become a steel box suspended out of reach on the horizon. Or was it drifting beyond the horizon?
When a chirp came from her purse, she lifted the phone. At first, she simply stared, then swept the surroundings. Too far from her room! Heart thumping, she dodged into a small alcove and huddled beside a curved wooden table. After several deep breaths as the chirps continued, she tapped the device.
“Aiden!” flew from her.
“Hey.”
The single word tore free every emotion, starting with anger. Heat roared across her face.
“Hey? Really?” She inhaled so hard her nostrils flapped closed, before letting the air out in a blast. “That’s all you’ve got to say after avoiding me.”
“I’m sorry, but—”
“Not a single reply to my texts!” Her voice rose even higher. “Not one, Aiden. We’re supposed to be ... I’m your—”
“Not this time. Won’t risk you. Or Eva. Or anyone.”
“What do you mean, this time?” As the purse thumped on the tabletop, she spun to mash her trembling spine against the wall. “What’s going on? Why’ve you shut me out?”
“Not only you.” His gulp filled the receiver. “Look, I’ll try to explain when I get back. Okay?”
“No, it’s not okay! Not even close.” With a snarl, more out of frustration at not being able to stare into his face, she tore at the hair sweeping her cheek, then froze, neck pulsing. “Wait a second. Get back? Where are you?”
“Huh? Uh, I’m ... I was visiting home. But I just got off the plane.”
“Ah, so that’s it?” The flares on her cheeks intensified. “You were with—”
“No, nothing like that.” He sighed. “Yes, I saw Gina and, um, tied up some loose ends.”
“Tied up?”
“Yeah, Anna. Tied up,” he muttered, exasperation filling his voice. “Look, go home to Rory. He’s your future, not me.”
At those last words, she could no longer speak. With her entire body shaking, and the anger suddenly replaced by a dramatic drop in the pit of her stomach, her lips kept parting. No reply would escape them. All she could do was emit panicky gasps as tears flooded her vision, then sent warm trails down her cheeks.
Although he continued to speak, whatever else he said failed to penetrate the rushing in her skull. The click when he ended the call was the loudest sound of her entire life.
The world flooded with ice, yet heat kept pulsing within her. Nothing made sense. He was in danger. Didn’t want to risk her, but...
Her rapid breathing became a choking sob.
Was it over? Had he dumped her? Just like that, he was done with her? After everything they’d shared? No longer achy, her heart throbbed, suffering pain of an intensity she’d never experienced before.
With darkness threatening the edges of her vision, she shoved the phone into her purse and slid down the wall, dropping to the carpet. Yet, right as her knees bent upward, a lifeline appeared: the tiniest flicker. Tenuous, the ring’s wispy orange tendrils.
“Hope?” she murmured before bending her head to her arms, hugging her knees, and blubbering.
With his heart an icy block somewhere far below his chest, Aiden flung the phone into his carry-on and marched across the airport. Oh, as much as part of him wanted to block her feelings, he couldn’t.
Penitence. He deserved every one of them, and let Anna’s grief and fury sweep over him. But Larial had been correct: it was the right decision. Young, the couple belonged together, raising their children far from him.
Yet, he could only have managed it over the phone.
“Coward,” he whispered, striding through the exit doors.
No, there was more to it. If Aiden had seen her, no way could he have let her go. What had started as a simple flirtation, arranged at the hands of her husband ... That ultra-sexy woman had crafted her own unique path into ... No, he’d permitted her to slip into his heart, deep into it.
“Should’ve let ‘em play their little game,” he grumbled, waving to the approaching limo.
A wry chuckle left him. She’d become just as enamored. Plus, after falling deeper in love with him, the stunning beauty had developed the idea of teasing her wild-eyed hubby.
“Whom she also loves. Too fucking complicated,” he grumbled, reaching for the rear door handle.
“Hello, sir.”
Although the same older driver grinned through the open partition as he entered the vehicle, Aiden only nodded. Once in the rear bench seat, he gestured at the glass.
“Close it.”
“Yes, sir.”
Not in the mood to talk ... or do anything, he sat staring at the passing world. Didn’t even bid farewell after leaving the halted limo before his apartment building. With a deeper darkness shrouding him, both from the sun’s imminent setting and the ice still clutching his core, he unpacked, then snatched a bottle of whiskey.
Halfway out the door, headed for the rooftop tub, he staggered to a halt. No, if he went up there, every second the pool glittered at him and the hot tub’s frothy bubbles whirled would remind him of Anna. With a shake of his head, he tugged the door closed, and after glancing at the bottle, placed it back on the bar.
“Not gonna go down that path again either,” he murmured.
For one thing, duty called. As much as he’d wanted to spend more time with Kendra, revisit Gina, and answer the ever-hungrier texts from Catherine, his return had been mandated by the impending arrival of a delegation from Beijing. Couldn’t remote that meeting, and it was scheduled for the next morning.
To add insult to injury, accompanying them was Blaine, which meant Hui Ying. The last image of “Mary” before the porcelain beauty had returned to her fate brought a growl from him. With a heavy sigh, he scanned the thin curtains that had once hidden her petite figure. She’d given up so much to protect him.
“Why?” He glanced at the uncaring universe, blurring with his pulse. “I don’t deserve it.”
Shortened visit or not, it’d been more than successful; he’d reconnected with Catherine, ensured Gina understood her place, and accomplished even more with Kendra. After a quiet sigh, he permitted the tiniest grin to appear. Plus, he’d talked with his daughter for the very first time.