Camilla's POV continues

Dragging my tongue over my lips promptly, I nod. “Please.” I whine, earning me an opaque chuckle from Adrian.

“Baby, you don't have to beg for me to taste you. I fucking love it Mia, you don't realize how addicting your taste is, if I could collect your arousal and save it for later? I would do it in a fucking heartbeat baby, just so I can sip or suck on it when you're away from me.”

My core clenches at his words, he is so fucking smooth with everything but I prefer his mouth on mine or devouring me like was thirty seconds later. Adrian smirks as if he just read my mind, “Say less.” He chuckles, pulling his hand away, my disappointment doesn't last long. His mouth replaces his hand, licking the slit gradually.

Without warning, his tongue spears into my warm pulsating core. A heavily sultry moan escapes my parted lips, instantly rendering them dry. The walls of my core clench around his tongue, as I whimper overwhelmingly. His tongue whirls inside me as his hands work on participating my thighs further, to allow him the credible access he desires.

Every time he plays with me I can't keep my head straight but today, it's long gone. Adrian has that gold touch effect on me, I melt when his fingers so much as brush over my skin and in the same way, my pussy weeps at his touch. “Adrian, please.” I whimper, nearly nearing my thighs together but his hands take care of it, fastening my thighs where he wants them. God he's so good at this, I mean why wouldn't he be, Adrian has had a lot of women in his bed, each of them would give anything to be in it a second time.

I try to push the thought of his experience out of my head as I begin to rock my fingers to meet the fierce swirls and thrusts of his tongue. The thrust of his tongue isn't as thick as that of his fingers but it's equally fulfilling.

His right hand comes to the rescue, stroking my clit as his tongue proceeds with it's assault on my core. I buck my hip vigorously to meet the stroke of his hand and the thrust of his tongue, all while wailing his name.

The buildup of my orgasm is clear in my hazed vision, all I can see are bright colors with gleaming stars. My moans become lost to my ears as I fuck myself on Adrian's face, smearing my wetness everywhere. I can barely keep myself straight, my orgasm finds me aiming to thrust my hips towards the finger caressing my clit gently.

“Cum for me so I can taste you baby,” He lets out, his tone heavily sultry. The finger previously caressing my clit presses down on it, hard. “Come for me my precious little mate.”

Did he just-

As if that's all I was waiting for, the authorization from Adrian, I come apart on his tongue. “You're such a good girl Mia.” He praises, I can barely hear him over my heavy panting. Even then he doesn't stop licking, I continue to whimper at his mercy until my second orgasm sweeps through me. “You taste even better than I recalled.” he murmurs, now hovering above me with each of his arms on either side of me, sweat beading on his forehead, or is it my arousal?

He brushes his lips over mine and I part them, letting out a deep breath. “Come on, taste yourself on my lips.” He groans. I don't hesitate to slide my tongue into his mouth, the taste of salty vanilla blended with something I can't put my finger on hits my mouth, it's an awkward taste. Our kiss is heavy and heated, just like the first time we kissed but more intense. I moan into his mouth and he swallows it, Adrian's mouth is perfect like every damn thing about him but his tongue…

Just thinking about his tongue and the skill it executed on me has me damp once again. His mouth leaves me and I slowly open my eyes to meet his gaze.

He looks pleased with himself, watching me through his grey gaze. I can tell he's still fighting Hunter for control, if he lets Hunter loose, I can consider myself thoroughly fucked. The thought is exciting as it is terrifying, I tug at his pajama pants, yanking them down in one swift movement and I flip him over before he can react.

“Mia.” He warns from underneath me but thankfully, he doesn't move an inch. I dismiss his warning with a second thought, I can't seem to think last my desire to have him, to torture him like he does me. My eyes trail to his hardness underneath me and I bite on my lip, contemplating my next move as I trace my hand over his hardened cock gently. “You don't want to do that Mia.” Adrian grunts, making me halt my action and glance at him. But I do, Adrian.

I should listen to him because I always do but I don't, instead I frown and crinkle my nose with a pout as I disobey him. Turning my attention back to his cock, I run my tongue over my lips to moisten them a bit. I haven't had the chance to fully appreciate Adrian's cock, it's beautiful, not a word I imagined I'd use in a manhood but it is.

The thickness of it is terrifying as the length if not the fierce veins around it, of course he carries big D energy, his D is so perfect, matching the rest of him. Looking at it now, I can only think of one thing, no wonder my lips are still a tiny bit swollen from yesterday.

I've held a few cocks in my little hands, even then they looked little, some were thick some gritty and long some just long but the one I'm looking at right now tops them all, it's long, thick and gritty, with veins that I'm sure will pop if I touch them.

To test that theory, I grab his cock gently in my hands, peering at Adrian to check if he's okay with it and it seems so, his gaze is shuffling between dark and darker. Dark is Adrian and darker is Hunter, once again his proficiency to control Hunter amazes me.

Flickering my gaze back to the weapon in my hands, I grin. Propping myself steadily on top of him, I lean down to kiss Adrian with thoughts he doesn't want in my brain, regardless, they're there and they'll stay there. I pull away from his mouth with a mischievous grin stretching on my lips, I act quick, bending his length to rub myself on it but I fail. Adrian turns me over so fast, I don't know how it happens. His arms cage me in as he chuckles, floating above me, he shoves my legs open with his knee.

His knees deep into the mattress as he strokes the inside of my thigh with his hand, while he gently pumps his cock. “I love how wet you get for me Mia.” He says with a grunt.

I keep my eyes on the enormous creation in his hands, relishing in how proudly he holds it, as he should. My mouth is watering as I stare at Adrian's hand pump lightly. Neither of us say a word, I just lay here naked, watching the perfection Midnight Saints Alpha is. I follow as he guides his cock to my entrance, rubbing along my slit gently, we both moan at the sensation. “Fuck Mia, what are you doing to me?” He whispers. I don't say anything, I simply moan as he slides his cock up and down my slit, drenching it in my arousal.

My core tightens and I begin to rock up against him a bit, his breathing is just as heavy as mine if not heavier. He begins to slide a bit faster and harder than when he began, I roll my hips to meet him. The tip of his cock circles my clit before sliding back down to my clenching core, I let out a desperate whimper. Adrian's gaze shifts from where his cock coats itself in my arousal to me, tears are pricking my eyes and I whimper for more. “Why do you like driving me crazy?” He groans, shifting his gaze to his cock and my drenched pussy. His hips buck faster and I yelp, my core is desperately clenching, begging to be taken by him.

The tip of his cock pressed onto my clit and I nearly lost balance enabling me to view our bodies grinding together as our moans and curses filled the room. His cock is thrusting against my clit, fucking me everytime it rolls up my slit, an orgasm starts to build inside of me, the muscles of my stomach tighten as I whimper, watching Adrian fuck my clit through hazed vision.

“I don't know which I like better, your whimpers or that of your pussy.” He groans, thrusting up my clit again. A wave washes through me as I reach my orgasm, dropping onto the mattress with trembling legs that he somehow manages to hold apart as he continues to fuck my clit. I don't know how many times I came before he did but I felt every orgasm to the bond.

His cock slaps on my clit, sending vibrations all over my body as I whimper loudly, my voice now utterly raw from the screaming I've done.

I know he's finished when he moans my name and his come shoots up my stomach, then he drops on the mattress next to me. Thank fuck, because my clit is throbbing and sore from the fuck he gave it, but it was worth it. I reach my hand over to my stomach where his cum is and drag my fingers lazily over it before bringing them to my mouth, the familiar taste settles in my mouth like heaven.

When everything begins to sink in, I realise I gave Adrian the opportunity to slide into my drenched core but he didn't. We were both naked, my pussy was weeping and ready for him but he didn't pay it mind. He carried on with the foreplay, or was it sex? Is it still sex despite the lack of penetration?

My heart sinks as I swallow the lump in my throat, at least I'm not feeling hot or pain anymore. I don't get Adrian, he claims to love me and clearly I get him hard which isn't something to pride myself on seeing as he gets erections easily but still, why doesn't he want to be with me, what do I lack in his perception of sex appeal?

“Mia.” He whispers, I turn blinking the tears back when I face him with a forced smile. He props himself on one elbow, caressing my cheek with his hand. “I love you.” He breathes, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye before it falls.

“There is nothing wrong with you baby, you're so fucking perfect, it hurts. There's nothing I want more than to fuck you until you're unconscious so I fuck you into consciousness again but I can't, I don't think I control myself.” My eyebrows narrow at his comment, with confusion and amazement.

What does he mean he can't, it's not that hard for him with Angel but with me it's rocket science? Come on, it's the same thing, same hole just unused.

His thumb brushes over my lips, “You drive me crazy.”

Crazy? Crazy enough to run away from my weeping cunt, sure I do. “Why is it so cold here?” I ask blankly, just to shift my mind from the thoughts sinking in.

“So then you're not hot anymore?”

I shake my head and he grins, “I'll get you something to wear and maybe turn the AC down a bit.”

I watch as he slides out of bed, pulling his pajama pants up when his feet touch the floor. I'm sort of bummed I don't get to relish in watching his firm ass. I never thought I was a butt girl but lord I'm an everything girl for Adrian, I'm a sucker for every inch of him it's embarrassing to all female species. I sit up and wipe his cum off my stomach with the sheet underneath me which is already a mess on many other spots.

Adrian returns with a T-shirt and a pair of knee high rainbow socks he just happens to keep in my size. I let him dress me without argument, fighting demons in my head, if and when I tell Tee about this, there's going to be a little drama from her side.

When Adrian is done dressing me, I stand at the edge of the bed as he makes the bed with clean sheets, sheets that don't smell like my cum. “Come to bed Mia.” He says tapping the empty space on the mattress next to him. I take a deep breath before crawling in bed next to him.

“I think the AC broke but you'll be fine, I'll keep you warm.” I nod, laying my head against the pillow. “What's wrong?” He asks.

Oh well you know, feeling a little rejected once again by the one man who is supposed to find me attractive without question. But instead I say, “Nothing.” And move close to him, laying my head on his bare chest. His hand instantly caresses my head, with his mouth placing gentle kisses on top of my head like silent apologies.

I feel even more awful that he thinks to apologise for not going all the way with me, I doubt our mating ritual will ever come to finish. “You called me mate?” I silently ask, recalling the first time I came.

I feel his body relax underneath me as he continues to stroke my hair, “I did, isn't that what you are?” I don't respond because I don't know what anything is with him. Whatever is blue with everyone is yellow with him, noting my silence he huffs. “Well, it's who you are.

The prettiest girl in the world, my fireball, my perfect mate and Midnight Saints Luna.” He says, placing another kiss on my head. My heart surges, the thumping increasing as I grin and snuggle up closer against his chest. “I love you.” Is the last thing I hear before my mind goes blank, reenacting the scenes of tonight for dreams.