Chapter Forty-Nine

Warning: 18+ content ahead.

Soon after Adrian returns with a duffle bag full of clothes for the next few days, he subtly hints that our conversation is over and that Serene needs to leave for the night. She does so without complaint, shooting me a wink over her shoulder as I stand with her by the door while she pulls her boots on. “So, tomorrow after school sounds okay for a shopping trip?” She asks, loudly enough for Adrian to hear clearly from the living room. “My last class is at four, but I can wait for you if you need me to.”

I smile, passing the heavy Grimoire to her. The scent of magic clings to me like a wet kitten, desperate to be acknowledged. Use me a small genderless voice whispers, seeming to wrap itself in tendrils around my brain. Know who you are. I fully intend to, but for now, I push the voice away. The feeling flees as Serene accepts her magical tome, leaving me feeling colder than before. “That sounds good to me. Drive home safely and I’ll see you tomorrow.” We share a hug before opening the front door, and I watch her climb into her red Wrangler that she parked on the curb. The snow falls in tiny, slow flakes in the beam of the porch light, and I watch until her tail lights fade from view. I’m grateful to have her as a friend and mentor.

My smile fades slightly as I turn back to the living room, feeling the frozen toes inside of my slippers cry out for the warmth of the hearth. Adrian stands up from the couch and picks his bag up from the floor, pointing to the stairwell. “I’m going to go put this upstairs. Care to join me?” He asks, seeming like his usual self.

I wrap my arms around my torso and nod, heading up the stairs before him. I pause at the top landing to let him in front of me, curious to see which room he intends to put his belongings in. He reaches for me and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him to plant a sneaky kiss on my forehead. I can’t help but smile as he pulls me to walk beside him, and he doesn’t even hesitate to push open the first door to my bedroom. He walks right in like he owns the place, which I have to remind myself, he does, and places the duffle bag on the floor beside my dresser.

“Sorry, there isn’t a lot of leftover space,” I admit, walking to the fireplace to turn the heat up a notch. I glance out onto the balcony to see the snow-covered railing, still inches thick. At least it seems to be slowing down now, so we should be able to make it back to campus tomorrow morning. Adrian was right about taking the day off today, it was definitely helpful for me to process all of this new information. I can’t say that I’m still one-hundred percent okay with everything, but I think I’ll be able to come to terms with it soon.

Adrian chuckles, opening the drawers on-by-one to find a relatively empty space for his clothes. He pauses at the underwear drawer, turning to wiggle his eyebrows at me over his shoulder. “Yet, you want to buy even more clothes,” He chides playfully, digging into the panties and holding up the sheer, lacy thong that caught his eye. “Who is this saucy little thing for?”

I pad over to him snatch the thong away from him and pull him close by his waistband, tucking them inside of it. “Those are for my super hot boyfriend. Don’t tell him that though, he might go through all of my panties,” I joke, looking up at him innocently.

His eyes transition into something darker at my flirtatious tone and he grabs my waist, pulling me closer until our hips brush together. Did he get this rock-solid so quickly? It’s pretty hot to see how attracted he is to me, even when I was just joking with him. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell him,” He snickers, wiggling his hand beneath my sweatshirt to touch my bare skin beneath it. I try not to shudder at his touch but fail, unable to help the delightful shiver that the warmth of his fingers brings me. My reaction makes a groaning growl escape his lips and he brings his free hand to my face, stroking my jaw with his thumb. “He might want to see you wear them as a surprise someday.”

My gaze is drawn to his perfectly arched lips, remembering how soft they feel against mine. His bulge pulses against my belly as he catches my eyes, which causes me to suck in a delicious breath. “Maybe he’ll be lucky enough some time,” I breathe, feeling as though his sultry expression has sucked all of the usable air from my lungs.

He drags me towards him and crushes his lips against mine, no longer bothering to pretend his arousal isn’t there. I could use a good distraction from the heavy conversations I just had, do this seems like the perfect opportunity. I wrap my arms around his neck and push myself onto my toes, eager to get as close to him as possible. He groans against my mouth and pushes his way in between my lips, parting them for himself and darting his tongue inside with desperation.

I press the length of my body against his, grinding my hips against his erection and earning myself a bite on the lip. I gasp as he spins to pin me against the dresser with his hips, moving them against me in return for my welcoming advances. He only pulls away for long enough to remove my sweatshirt, tossing it to the floor carelessly before continuing to battle my tongue for dominance. I try to shove him away to no avail, though he pulls back enough to see my expression. I tug at the hem of his shirt and bite my lip, giving him doe eyes. His lopsided grin gives me butterflies as he obliges to my request, reaching to pull his own shirt over his head to join me in topless nudity. Before his mouth finds my lips again, he presses them against my peaked nipples and runs his tongue over them in a way that makes my knees begin to shake.

Without lifting his head from my breasts, he grabs my ass, hoists me up in his arms, and sits me on the surface of the dresser to give himself even better access to my chest. His hands roam every inch of my skin as he kisses his way back up my neck, nipping gently at the sensitive skin. “God, don’t tease me,” I moan against his neck before sucking it, determined to give him a hickey this time too.

His teeth graze my throat dangerously, making me wrap my legs around him, pulling him as close as possible without being on top of me. I would let him bite me if he wanted to, but the consultation is lost in a gasp as he lifts me up and makes his way to the bed. He lays me down and looks at me with his burning gaze, reaching to touch the spot on his neck where I nipped him. “God? The only God here is me,” He pants, his voice husky. He reaches for the button of his pants and drops them, revealing how large his erection is this time. How is it even bigger than this morning? His eyes scan over my body and he points to the floor at his feel. “Get on your knees and pray to me, little bunny.”

I don’t hesitate to follow his request, feeling myself moisten almost instantly. On my way to the floor, I shuck off my pants, leaving me just in the thong I was wearing underneath it. I kneel on my joggers to keep from hurting my knees against the cold floor and gaze up at him in amazement. “Ah, fuck,” I exclaim, holding his entirely in my hand. “I can’t wait to get you inside of me.”

Adrian’s pleasure is evident as he looks down at me, slowly licking his teeth as he watches me take him into my mouth. It’s been a while since I’ve blown anyone, and the sheer length of his penis is definitely going to make me gag at some point, but I don’t care. He closes his eyes as a deep sigh escapes him, encouraging me to push my limits and take the whole thing all the way to his shaft. I start slowly to see what he prefers, slowly sucking and licking his warm erection, savoring the way it feels against my tongue.

He reaches to gather my hair into a messy ponytail, keeping it out of my way as I work my tongue around his shaft, cradling it as I suck him to the roof of my mouth, focusing on breathing deeply so I don’t gag as he presses against the back of my throat. His lips part as he slowly rocks against me, another moan escaping his mouth. “Good God, Lydia,” He shudders, yanking me back by the hair in his hand. He looks down at me, his expression telling me everything I need to know as he watches the drool on my lips. “You’re going to make me cum already.”


I lick my lips in anticipation, looking at him head-on. “Let me swallow it then, I can’t wait to taste you,” I beg, peering up at him through my lashes. “Please?”

He moans loudly and allows me to latch back onto him. “Jesus fuck, you’re such a good girl.” As promised, a few strokes in his breath quickens and he pulls my hair again, this time cradling the back of my head to keep me from pulling away. “I can’t stop myself,” Is his warning as he releases his warm ejection into my mouth, filling it completely. I swallow, sucking him dry until he’s on his knees beside me, forcing me to let him go. He pants, his breath fanning my face as he gazes at me, looking at me as though I’m a goddess. “That’s my good girl. Your turn.”