Chapter Thirty-Nine

*Warning- Adult Content*

He fits himself with the rubber, leaving me to marvel at his size. I don't have long to admire him though, as he reaches downwards beneath the sheets. I gasp as his hands find their way between my thighs, fingers roaming to my most sensitive area. His mouth continues to explore the skin around my neck as he slides two fingers into me, allowing his thumb to stroke my clitoris experimentally. Seeing how it makes me squirm, Adrian pulls back to watch my expression as he thrusts his fingers back and forth, slowly at first as he makes eye contact with me. He moans, pressing a desperate kiss to my open mouth.

“God, Lydia. I’ve wanted this for so long, you have no idea,” His voice is thick with desire as he speaks between kisses, his fingers still hard at work as he quickens his movements, evoking a gasp of pleasure from me. I think I know just how long he’s been waiting because I have been too. I vividly remember masturbating to him in the shower that very first day, and wonder vaguly if he's done the same.

My back arches into his touch as my pleasure heightens, feeling the slickness between my thighs as works professionally, making me want to cum so early on. My nipples are peaked as I press them against his bare chest, earning another growl from deep within him. “Oh, God,” I pant, feeling myself quiver against his fingers. “Don’t stop.”

At my words, Adrian pulls his fingers out and sucks the wetness from them, locking eyes with me as he smiles deviously. “Oh no, not yet,” He growls, biting my nipple lightly. “You’re not getting off that easily.” He positions his member with one hand and teases me, pressing his tip against my vagina with just enough pressure to keep it from inserting entirely, driving me insane.

I squeak my pleasure, lifting my head to see his penis as he rocks his hips back and forth testingly. Unable to take the anticipation any longer, I press my hips into his, begging for him to come all the way inside. It’s so much larger than I expected, making me wonder if I’m deep enough to accommodate all of him. “Daddy, please…” I moan, collapsing back into the pillows.

This evokes a sigh of pleasure from Adrian as he rocks back and forth, finally inserting himself into me as he reaches a hand for my neck, pressing gently against my throat. “You’re being such a good girl,” He murmurs into my ear, seeming to savor every noise I make as he thrusts himself against me repeatedly. “I didn’t know you wanted me so badly.”

My whole body quivers as he leans back, pushing my legs out wider fo settle himself between them, allowing for more leverage. He pauses as he shoves himself as deep inside as he can go, pulsing deliciously inside of me in time to my own throbs. Adrian leans his head back, savoring the feeling of how I feel, lips parting. The moment of quiet is fleeting as he lowers himself back down, bracing himself on the pillows on either side of my head, continuing to trust inside of me with more force than before. The headboard bangs against the wall behind us as goes, a thin sheen of sweat accumulating on our naked bodies as we move with each other.

When my moans and noises get too loud, he reaches to stick his fingers inside of my mouth as he continues relentlessly. He pauses abruptly and pulls himself out, closing his eyes for a moment as he gathers himself. “God, that was close,” He groans, pulling himself together. “I’m not coming until you do. You’re just so tight,” He says, before reinserting himself. “And so wet.” His voice shakes as he continues, pressing his nose against my neck.

"Oh my god, Adrian," I murmur breathlessly, feeling my eyes roll back as I near the edge. "That's it right there, don't stop!" I beg, hooking my legs around him to keep him from pulling out too soon. His breath is hot in my ear as our bodies stick together with sweat, but he doesn't stop this time.

"Do you like that, Bunny? Are you going to cum for Daddy?" He growls, voice breathless against my neck as he nips me, hard enough to leave a mark. Just as the words leave his mouth I feel myself beginning to release the building pressure, gasping as he thrusts once more before joining me. We orgasm together, pulsing against one another in delicious harmony. We lean our slick foreheads together, moaning and gasping in unison at the euphoric sensation that is left behind, savoring the feeling before he pulls out. His lips are hot, trailing little kisses along my neck as he pulls himself free of the condom.

"You're phenomenal," He whispers, voice raspy as he breathes into my ear. He leans his forehead against my shoulder as he catches his breath, slick with sweat. "You take me in so perfectly. It's like you were made just for me."

I stare up at him, still sensitive to his touch as he places a hand on my hip, rolling off of me. "I think you were made for me too," I admit breathlessly. "That was the best sex I've ever had. We should have done that way sooner," I say, a devious smile creeping onto my lips as I sit upright. I fish beneath the covers for my bathrobe before following Adrian by standing up, though it feels kind of pointless to cover myself up now after he's just seen everything.

Adrian matches my grin as he heads to the bathroom to dispose of the rubber, gesturing for me to follow him. "We definitely should have. I'm starving. Let's make some breakfast after we shower." He says, reaching to pull me closer by the ties of my robe with an easy smile. It feels so natural, the way he leans in and presses a kiss against my throat again, adding more marks to the ones he's already distributed so generously. I cast a glance at our reflections in the bathroom mirror, assessing the damage. I wince at the bruises that he gave me, noting that I'll have to wear turtlenecks for the next week until they fade.

Seeing my expression, Adrian pulls back enough to look at my neck, gently directing my face upward by my chin so he can take a look. "Ah, fuck," He says, pushing the hair from his eyes. "Sorry about that," He sounds very unapologetic, and his playful grin isn't matching his words.

I shrug off my bathrobe, allowing it to fall onto the floor. "You aren't looking much better," I say pointedly, tracing my fingers along the welts my nails made on his skin. My eyes flicker to his, finding that his attention has never left my face. He looks at me so tenderly, and he looks so purely happy at what we've finally done. It would seem that we've both been fighting our urges since the first day that we met. Butterflies rise up in my belly at the thought, making me look away from his eyes in embarrassment.

Adrian cups my cheek, turning my face upwards to look at him again. His expression is so tender as his gaze roams my face, his smile faltering as he looks me over. "Do you regret it?" He asks, unable to mask the tinge of dejection at what he reads on my face.

I shake my head quickly, tracing my index finger over the tattoo on his chest. The wolf looks back at me with a somber expression as I feel the warmth of the canvas it decorates, finally understanding the meaning behind it. "No, I don't. It's just... strange. Realizing this new reality," I try to explain, thinking back to the conversation last night. "I'm still coming to terms with the fact that nothing is as it seemed to be. I still don't know if I can bring myself to believe that you're real."

Adrian breathes a sigh of relief as he looks over me, admiring the sight of my naked body with a boyish smile. "That's good, you had me worried there for a second," He reaches to stroke my hair, making me look at him again. "Let's take the day off from school. I think you could use some time to process everything," I open my mouth to protest, but he cuts me off with a gentle kiss that takes me by surprise. "Aurelius already gave us permission to skip class, so don't worry. Just take the time to rest and to ask me any other questions you have."

I chew the inside of my lip, fighting a chill that runs up my spine at the draft that wafts in from the bedroom. I could go for another hot shower to warm me up, now that the heat of Adrian's body against mine has subsided. I don't want to miss any classes during my first week of school, but I know he's right. Even if we did make it through the snow to the campus, I wouldn't be able to focus on a single thing during my classes. Just the thought of seeing Serene and Jasper makes me anxious. I still have to work everything out inside myself before I can face either of them again. It's not fair to them for me to act differently towards them, so I need to take some time to come to terms with what they are first.