Camilla's POV continues
I nod, heat flushing through my cheeks. He doesn't speak but his eyes demand I come to him, and I do. His hand works its way up my neck and fists my hair, leaning into me, brushing his lips over mine. I grin against his lips, lifting my knee with a force that hits him straight in the groin.
Cursing, he steps away from me. “Mia, what the fuck? Is that you forgiving me?” he snaps, caressing his injured area. I didn't intend to hurt him as much but I wouldn't mind if he didn't have the strength to stand for a few days.
“I'm not sorry, that was for getting with Angel in the first place.”
“Acceptable.” he growls, steading himself only to pull me into him again. He parts my lips with his tongue, my lips he pulls me closer and then we kiss.
God I love the warmth of his mouth, he tastes like he's been drinking. I pull out when I feel his hard erection against my stomach, the sensation going straight to my pussy, my greedy pussy wanting him in between my thighs, relentlessly pounding into me, owning me. He buries his head in my neck, nuzzling me with his arms holding me tightly. I moan, rubbing my hands on my back.
“Adrian,” I whisper against his ear. “I can't -”
He lifts his head, still holding me closely but now gazing into my eyes, the color of his eyes replaced by a darkness I'm accustomed to. “What do you need?”
“Fuck me.” I rasp, “I can't keep this need stifled anymore, I need you fuck me like you mean it.”
He nods, his grip around my hair tightening, causing a moan to escape my parted lips. “Why did I grow this hair out again?”
Adrian chuckles, yanking my hair and I wince from the sting. “Because you love it when I pull on it like this don't you baby?”
“Yes.” I moan, at the same time the door of my bedroom swings wide open. I lean closer into him when I hear the voice of the person intruding, Mirabelle.
“Ah, seriously Camilla, Just how horny are you?” she snorts.
I don't give her a response just yet, I wrap my arms around Adrian and he holds me tighter, caressing my back. “Moon, don't demoralize the high libido of my luna, I feed off it.” Adrian murmurs, placing a kiss on top of my head, making me giggle. He does live off my sexual appetite, which I can't seem to control when he's around me.
Just when I think Mirabelle has no smartass remark, she proves me wrong. “Oh yea, planning to knock her up as well?”
I freeze in Adrian's arms, my head rising to meet Belle's gaze. She crosses her arms over her chest, a smug smile playing on her lips. She didn't just say that nor is she this proud of herself.
“Why not?” Adrian finally speaks, making me step away from him. “I wouldn't mind a little Camilla.” he winks.
Mirabelle lets out a gagging sound, making me laugh. “Yea, not going to happen buddy. I'm not about to have a baby just yet, I have a law degree to chase thank you very much.”
“I brought your phone,” Mirabelle sighs, handing me my cell phone. I had forgotten it was with her. My hand stretched out to receive it and I grin when I grasp it. “ Luna Arielle called, she wanted to talk to you but I told her you were talking to Adrian which I see was entirely wrong. You're doing more panty wetting than talking.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head, a snort escaping my parted lips. “We did talk, he understands this is the last time I'm dealing with his bullshit.”
“Good, and just so you know Adrian, if you screw Camilla over again, you can find another 'Moon'” she says, her voice deepening when she says her nickname to imitate him and walking out before Adrian retorts.
“Have you eaten?” he asks, his gaze on the closing door. I nod, not sure if he can see me nodding. He takes a few steps back, settling on the bed. He kicks his shoes off and flickers his gaze back to me, “Come here my darling.” he says, patting the empty space beside him.
My feet seem to react faster than I can process anything he says. I settle next to him, snuggling against his chest and he pulls me closer to him. I like this, I love him, I love us but I hate the way I can't see anything past him and his goddamn handsome face. Being this close to him makes me feel safe and with the utmost serenity. I've only ever felt this protected in my father's arms but looking back at those moments now, nothing compares to how I feel with Adrian. I doubt I'll ever find this much peace anywhere, the second he touches me, my demons become extinct. This is what dreams are made of, no one is going to ruin our love unless we let them. Ashanti and Arielle really opened my eyes, love is never easy but it's always worth it. Nothing worth having comes easy and Adrian and my love is striking confirmation.
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Adrian is napping, I've been trying to get him up for a long time now but he won't put out. He bathed and came back to bed, snuggling against me so badly. I slept so peacefully in his arms, nothing seemed to matter at all. Angel didn't exist but now I'm awake, it's time to get back to reality, Angel is alive and she's having Adrian's baby soon. As much as I would like to stay in this room forever, reality awaits, and it's a fucking bitch.
Adrian's hand traces its way down my waist until it finds my ass, squeezing it in his hand. I know he's awake now, he is simply acting lazy because just like me, he doesn't plan on acknowledging reality just yet but he can't pretend none of this happened. It's not a coping mechanism, Adrian needs to be a father to that child and sadly, I don't see him ready enough just yet, he would be a trying father but I will push him to be the best for that child.
“Adrian, I know you're awake. Stop pretending and wake up Adrian!” I whine.
He shifts in his pretentious sleep. “Hmm,” he grunts, his eyes still closed. “My name is baby, Mia—I'm baby, darling, sweetie, daddy, my love or boyfriend and I will not accept being addressed as anything but one of those terms.”
I huff, feigning a gasp as I stir in his tight embrace. “You call me Mia, and that's my name, so cool Alpha.”
“No, I call you mine. I don't call you Mia because it's your name, I do it because you're mine.” he says, the last word accompanied by a yawn.
“Well, daddy, I'm hungry.” I whisper, my tone squeamish in every sense of the word. In response he brushes my back with his hand.
“Do you want me to take you out for lunch?”
I shake my head against his chest, I don't want to go out for anything, I have plans with Belle. We are supposed to go shopping for his birthday present, his birthday is two days away and he seems completely indifferent but I don't, I'm excited for him. He'll be two years older than me and sadly, my birthday comes three months after his.
Adrian's hold on me loosens and I grin, taking the chance to slip out of his embrace. If we stay here any longer, my panties will drop quicker than you can say my name. He groans in annoyance, rubbing his eyes as he sits up. When his gaze meets mine, I'm blinking at him with a pout.
He steps off the bed, his hand dragging me with him, messing my bed up in the process. I fuss about it but he doesn't seem to care. Once he's on his feet, he gives me his back, squatting and looking over his shoulder at me. “Get on,” he asserts. I waste no time, jumping on his back with full force that makes him feign a hurtful grunt. “Easy less, you're going to break my back.”
In response, I plunge my elbow into his back in a slightly playful manner but hurtful. He pretends not to feel it but I know it was effective, he secures me on his back and grabs his off my dresser before moving towards the door. I'm happy on his back, so happy that instinctive giggling overpowers me, making him laugh too.
The laughter filled moment is short lived when I spot Angel and Ciara leaning against the wall talking in what I can only describe as washed-out whispers. Ciara is the first to see us approaching, she nudges Angel to alert her and Angel looks over her shoulder with a scowl.
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