113: Nik's POV (NSFW)

The sun was excruciatingly bright. That was my first thought as I opened my eyes. It was the type of bright that made you blink rapidly, and despite that, still made you have blind spots in your vision for several minutes. I stretched my body out in my bed as I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to avoid the blind spots. Colorful flurries floated behind my eyelids, and I cursed silently.

As the tension in my body released, I felt a presence to my right. I sucked in a breath. Almonds and cacao filled my nostrils. Ada. She was here. With my eyes still closed, I tried to picture what she was doing— just as I had so many times over the last three weeks. In my mind, she was sitting in a chair at my bedside, flicking through one of the history books she seemed to be obsessed with lately. That would also explain why she was anxious.

I had been out for nearly three weeks. My body had given out, but my mind had somehow remained completely intact. I remembered everything that was said around me and anything that Ada had sent through our bond, which had been a lot, considering she couldn’t feel that the bond was still there. I’d been present for every conversation she had, every bit of training, and any thoughts that had passed through her mind. Her dreams had been my own for three full weeks. I now knew what kept her up at night and what made her heart race with fear during the day.

All of this had only solidified the fact that I would protect her until my dying breath.

A hot hand grabbed mine, her melodic voice filling the space around me, “Nik? Are you awake?”

I opened my eyes, and they had already adjusted to the light. My hand squeezed hers, and I sat up slowly. *Holy fuck.* My muscles were tight, and pain erupted in my side. I grimaced but fought through the pain. My eyes took in my mate, who was, indeed, in a chair at my bedside with a tattered book cast on the floor beside her. She was in a pair of my sweatpants and one of my black t-shirts. Her hair was wet and pulled back into a loose braid. Tears were filling her beautiful hazel eyes.

“Ada,” I whispered, reaching out to her with my free hand. My hand cupped her cheek, and she nuzzled into my palm, “I’m alright, dove. I’m here.”

She leapt up, shoving me back on the bed. I chuckled against the pain as he body lay against mine, her legs straddling me. Her hands cupped my cheeks as she showered my face and neck with kisses. Slowly, her hands moved down to my chest. Her lips found mine. The softness with which she kissed me was a stark contrast to how she’d tackled me. My hands found her hips, gripping them tightly. Any pain that had been left in my body disappeared as her lips worked against mine.

A gasp escaped from her lips as she pulled away from me. Her eyebrow arched, and I grinned at her. She rocked her hips, grinding against my hardening erection. Ada pursed her lips, smacking my chest lightly, “You were in a coma for almost three weeks, and that’s one of the first things on your mind?”

My grin widened. I reached up and hooked my hand around the back of her neck. I ignored the sharp pain in my side as I dragged her back down to me and whispered, “Right now, it’s the *only* thing on my mind.”

I pulled her lips to mine, sliding my tongue into her mouth. She moaned and rocked her hips against me again. I continued kissing her while I worked to send my shadows out. Normally, it didn’t take any effort, but this time it required some thought. After a few seconds delay, they shot out and instantly set out on the task of undressing Ada and me. Her hips rocked as she broke the kiss long enough to allow our shirts to be taken off.

Hot fingertips roamed over my skin, hesitating on the wounds I knew were still present. She adjusted her body, lifting it so that our pants could come off. “I’m so down to do this, but you’re still hurt.”

“What’s your suggested solution?” I arched an eyebrow, reaching up to massage her breasts.

She tossed her head back with a sigh, “You lay there and take it this time.”

Before I could respond, she sank onto my cock. I moaned, my head shoving back into my pillow. It took her a few moments to adjust to my length and girth after a few weeks of inactivity. Those few moments were agonizing for me— the walls of her pussy clenching to me so tightly that I wasn’t entirely convinced I wouldn’t come the second she moved. A sweat broke out on my forehead.

Ada smirked, resting her hands on my bare chest, “***Good boy***.”

*Holy fucking Moon Goddess.* I had no idea that praise was on my ever-growing list of kinks, but that one sentence nearly sent me right over the edge. My fingers dug into her hips as she rocked them and then began to ride. I was rendered speechless, lying there with my mouth slightly agape. My breathing quickened. Ada’s eyes were hooded, filled with lust. Her fingernails dragged down my chest, causing little bites of pain to break through the ever-building pleasure.

Her pussy clenched as she lifted off of me, loosening as she slammed down. She was creating the perfect amount of friction to drive me into a frenzy. My heart thudded in my chest in a fearfully fast rhythm, as if it would beat right out of my chest. I watched her as a flush crept up her cheeks. Her eyelids fluttered closed, her plump lips parting as she moaned.

My balls were tightening with every movement of her hips. I longed to feel her come against my cock, finding release with me. I released one of her hips, reaching forward. My thumb circled her clit, and her eyes shot open. I smacked her ass with my other hand, my thumb continuing to circle her clit. Ada gasped, losing her rhythm.

She whimpered, her pussy pulsating against my cock as her thighs began to shake. I roared as my release spurted into her. Ada collapsed on top of me, my full length still inside of her. The two of us fought to catch our breath. She shivered as I ran my fingers down her back. I could feel her heart rate slowing. Just as I’d started to relax, she pivoted her hips and slid me out of her. I trembled at the intense sensation and placed a soft kiss on the top of her head.

“Welcome back,” she whispered, lightly kissing my chest, “We should probably let your brothers and the pack doctor know you’re up.”

“On it.” *I’m up* I linked to Darius and Phoenix.

*Oh, trust that we know,* Phoenix chuckled lowly, *What a warm welcome you’ve received, brother.*