Adrian's POV continues
A soft moan escapes her pressed lips, the moan goes straight to my dick, giving it a huge vibration. Great, I'm harder than I was beforehand.
“Oh,” Camilla whimpers. This time, her tone was a little painful, so I kick the door shut as I approached her. She's eyeing me sternly through those captivating eyes of hers that now hold mine prisoner, I can't look away from them. There's something behind them, something sacred but elucidating lust also dances in them.
She yanks her gaze away, leaving me with a feeling of dereliction. I follow her gaze to where her thin lace panties connect with a pillow, only now do I see what she's doing. When I walked in, I presumed she was simply resting on it, hell I didn't pay the pillow attention because I was but drinking her entire look. Camilla is straddling the pillow as she pushes against it for some friction, any fiction to soothe the ache between her thighs. Her pheromones smell like heaven, if heaven had a distinct smell, it would be my Mia.
I watch as she struggles to rub against the with apparent need, her moans getting more pained by the second. Her gaze finds mine but she doesn't hold it just yet, her eyes drift to my bare chest which I also didn't think about covering before I came to her. I thought she'd be asleep but I'm glad she's okay, extremely horny but fine.
“Adrian.” She pleads, her voice hoarse.
I gulp hastily, holding her gaze. “We can't Camilla, especially not like this. I crave nothing more than to fuck you but-”
A sultry whimper cuts me off, “Please.” she whimpers once again humping the pillow harder, my cock grows a little more and I could bet I just came. “Adrian...” She trails off.
I take one step forth, colliding with the edge of the bed as I watch her with unmistakable lust and adoration. “Tell me,” I mumble, crouching on the bed, my knees plummeting the mattress beneath me.
“How many times have you made yourself cum?” I ask, my hand dawdling around her throat.
She runs her tongue over her lips and stops grinding the pillow, peering into my gaze, she gulps. “Zero, I want you to do it. Only you can make me cum Adrian, I'll do anything, please.”
The pleading is unnecessary, all she had to do was ask once and I would give it to her. I am more than willing to put my needs aside to satisfy Mia. I lean into her and grin widely, I tease her by licking my mark and she lets out a cry. “What's wrong baby, need my tongue in a different place?”
“Yes!” she moans, “Fuck me Adrian, with your mouth, your tongue, your fingers, your cock I don't care just please make the ache go away, I can't take it, I need you.” she whimpers, biting on her lip.
I grin sliding my tongue over her lips and they part for me. “You want me to eat your sweet cunt my darling huh?”
“Mm, yes! Eat it, bite it and wreck it like it's yours because it is.”
“Damn right it is Mia. Though, are you want me to fuck you tonight? I won't be able to hold back as much as I would incline toward it, your heat will make it arduous for me.”
She nods, inching closer to me as she leaves barely an inch between us. “Use me like your personal rag doll, I don't care. I just want you and you're a goddamn bastard for not giving me what I need Alpha Adrian.” She murmurs.
Alpha, good. Even as she is blinded by desire I'm glad she acknowledges I'm not just any man, I'm an Alpha and just like I do everything, I fuck like it. “You're going to regret your choice of words my darling.”
A grin plays on her lips, “Make me.” She whispers, her tone heavy with need. I push her back into the mattress and toss the pillows aside, I was preparing her for the first time I take her by making sure she ate and slept more than enough but things have taken a turn, I don't have it in me to resist her tonight, I'm certain there's many unmated males outside my door, drawn here by the aroma of her need.
Yes, aroma, because I can't think of a more sophisticated word to describe how my favorite meal injects into the air. I bend over her and slide my tongue between her parted lips, devouring her mouth hungrily. I pull away from the heated kiss when her teeth sink into my lip, it stings like a fang bite.
I tug on her bottom lip until a bead of blood forms, then I kiss her again, tasting her mouth and our blood together, the combined taste is incredible. I have never possessed a blood kink before but with her, I want to taste every inch of her. I want to taste every liquid on her, her sweat, her spit, her blood, her tears and let's not forget her cum, I want to taste it and savor it like the divine satisfaction it is.
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