Exploring her body

Eve talked a little bit about her experience that night, and we both agreed to get some sleep first. But when I woke up this morning, I couldn’t think of anything else. We now know where the headaches came from: Eve’s mind is getting all that information from anyone around her, and needs to digest it. It wasn’t able to do so, that’s why it protested and gave her seizures and headaches.

I walk over to the kitchen and I see mom sitting there. Still in her clothes from yesterday and with big bags under her eyes. I can see she’s tired and it looks like she didn’t sleep at all.

“Mom? Are you OK? You - uh - look terrible..”

Avery nips a bit from her cup of coffee. She can’t start a day without her first cup. She drinks it all black, she doesn’t like sweetness much. “Well, thanks for honesty, although I would’ve appreciated it if you weren't that honest today..” Avery responses. “And before you ask: indeed, I barely slept and yes, these are my clothes from yesterday and no I haven’t had a shower this morning. I’m wrecked..”

I feel for her. Ace is protesting, he feels the sadness from Aura - mom’s wolf. Ace wants to comfort her, and I think I should let him. So I let Ace take over, he doesn't shift, but is talking right now. It’s a comforting feeling for me too, when Ace takes over. It feels like our emotions aren’t having a filter. Every emotion enters my body more powerful. My senses are sharpened too and at the same time I can’t do anything with it. I have time for my own thoughts and a bit of ‘relaxing time’ when I’m not in charge. I can feel Ace is talking, and if I concentrate, I can follow the conversation. But I don’t want to. I know that the moment mom feels that Ace is talking, she would let Aura take over too. Of course, our minds are still connected. So I can feel and ‘hear’ everything Ace is thinking about. But it’s not the same as having a conversation with somebody.

After a while, I can feel how the lead is shifting and soon I’m seeing the world through my own eyes again. I look at mom and I see how her eyes turn from almost black, back to normal again. I guess Aura and Ace had a talk, indeed.

“Thanks, Adam. Thanks Ace. I can feel Aura is feeling better. She’s more calm. I appreciate this a lot.” Avery says.

She stands up and gives me a tight hug. “I love you Adam. And I’m so sorry for everything. For yesterday, for all the questions you might have.”

I don’t say anything, too caught up in the moment. I hug her bag, hopefully she understands I don’t care anymore. Yes, I have questions. But we’re family. We’ll manage.

After a minute, she lets go of me and sits back down again. She finishes her coffee and asks the cook if she can make us something to eat.

I sit down next to her and drink my tea in silence. “Mom, Eve told me something tonight. Something you should know. She thinks that - “

But before I could finish my sentence, mom interrupted me: “It’s OK, Adam. We will talk later. I just want some food and a shower. Can you ask Eve if she can be in the living area in like, 30 minutes?”

I nod. “Of course. I’ll mindlink her.”

After I said that, I got a harsh look from mom. “No, you aren’t. It’s 8 o’ Clock right now. She’s probably still asleep. You should wake her. Don’t mindlink her, that’s just your lazy side.”

I chuckle, she will never change. Mom still hates mindlinking, I’ve never understood why. I love it, it’s easy and fast. Yes, maybe I am lazy, but why make it hard for yourself if you don’t need to?

“Alright, alright. I will wake her up. But maybe I need more than 30 minutes then.” I say, with a smile on my face.

But mom isn’t reacting. “No you won’t. You don’t need extra time for a morning kiss.”

I’m surprised by her quick answer. “Why do you think that? Maybe I want to give her more than a morning kiss.” I reply.

Now it’s mom's turn to chuckle. “Oh silly you. I can tell by your behaviour and the bond between the two of you that you haven’t been together. You haven’t mate her… yet. I bet you want to, but you haven’t. Am I right?”

“Darn you. I’m not going to answer that.” and I walk out of the kitchen.

“Adam…?”

“... alright, alright! 30 minutes it is…”

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The rooms in the packhouse are never locked, we know how to respect each other's privacy. So I walk over at the Evans’ wing and walk directly to Eve’s room. I open it carefully, I don’t want to wake her. But when I tiptoe to her bed, I see it’s empty. “What the..?” I whisper to myself.

Then the smell of vanilla hits my nose. I feel how my body instantly reacts to it and it almost automatically follows the scent. The moment my hand wants to open her bathroom’s door, I come to my senses. “Adam, stay.” I say to myself. I can’t do this, right? I’m not allowed to... Am I?

I’m having this conflict with my inner self when I feel how the door is opening from the other side. And before I can react to it, I’m staring at her naked body.

Followed by a hit to my nose and a kick in my stomach. “You freak! Stay out of my room! Omega? Somebody? HELP! There’s somebody in my room!”

I’m laying down on the floor, in a fetal position. My hands covering my bleeding nose and my knees protecting my stomach. “Eve, it’s me! Adam! Please, stop yelling.. It’s me!” I try to drown out her yelling.

Luckily, she stops yelling and after a confusing moment she says: “Oh my god, Adam! Are you OK? What the hell are you doing in my bedroom! Behind my bathroom door! Were you spying on me? What the..?”

A few moans are leaving my mouth before I answer: “I’m OK, kind of. Maybe it’s time for you to get yourself dressed. Then we can talk.”

I can’t help myself, I just have to. I’m glancing towards her. I admire her tiny, but curvaceous body. Although that body was wrapped around my waist, once, I never had the time to look at her. To take all that gorgeousness in. Her dark brown hair is still wet and falls over her shoulders. It’s reaching down to her waist and covers a bit of her breasts. Her beautiful round and bouncy breasts. Oh Lord, I’m getting all excited, a bit too excited I think.

“Oh for God’s sake, Adam. Stop looking at me!” growls Eve, before she heads back in her bathroom to find something to cover her body up with.

That’s enough time for me to stand up and find a towel in her bedroom. I’m holding it against my nose to stop the bleeding. Damn, that girl has strong legs! That kick is killing me. I’m groaning, I guess I need to find out how I can heal myself.. Is that even possible? I don’t know.

After two minutes, Eve’s back from the bathroom. I frown, “Is that what you call ‘dressed’?” I ask.

“No, of course not. But this is the largest towel I could find in my bathroom. Everything else lays here, in my closet. Remember?” Eve answers, a bit irritated. She has wrapped a towel around her body. It covers up her chest and covers her knees too. Her hair is still loose and her shoulders are naked. I have to say, this is enough to turn me on, to be honest. But when I focus on something else, I should be fine.

“What were you doing here, anyway?” She asks.

“Well, I was planning to wake you up by kissing you. But when I entered your room, I found out your bed was empty. Well, that was the moment I got mesmerized by your vanilla scent that led me to your bathroom door. I wasn’t planning to open it, I think - I was still in conflict with myself, and then you opened the door and attacked me. Your kick was awesome, by the way. Darn, that hurt!”

She couldn’t help herself and smiled. “Well, I didn’t recognize you. I’m sorry. Kind of. It’s sweet that you wanted to wake me.”

I chuckle.

“What are you smiling about?” She asks.

“Well, I got hurt. But I have to say: I would do it all over again, if I could see that gorgeous sight again..”

Her cheeks get red, and I like it. “Oh stop, you little pervert.”

I take a few steps closer and ask: “Why? Because I love to see a beautiful naked women, that happens to be my mate too? Is that so bad?”

I can tell she has no response ready and is only smiling shyly. I’m now standing in front of her, and put her hair behind her ear. Sparks are jumping over from her body to mine and back. Eve’s body is shivering under my touch. All my senses are sharpened and I’ve only eyes for her. Knowing that only some layers of cotton are our wall of defense, is enough to raise my dick. “God, Eve, I’m not sure how long I can contain myself..” I say, with a raspy voice.

She doesn’t answer me, instead she takes my head between her hands and starts kissing me. It’s not only sparks now, I’m talking about fireworks. As easy and carefully as possible, I kiss her back. I don’t want to scare her again. My hands are trying to discover her body and find a way underneath those layers of cotton. I feel how hot her skin is and she has goosebumps all over the place. My fingers are discovering her little belly button and finding their way up to her round and soft breasts. I’m still kissing her lips carefully when my left hand is embracing her right boob. I softly knead the round breast in my hand and I hear a moan leave her body. I don’t stop, I mean: she seemed to like it, right?

I can feel how her nipple is reacting too, it’s getting hard and it fiercely pulls towards the towel. Eve lets go of my lips, to get some breath, and she’s staring into my eyes. “Are you still OK?” I ask, worried. She nods and takes my left hand. I have to let go of that gorgeous feeling boob, but it’s OK. She guides my hand downwards while she still looks me into the eyes. My hand is passing her belly button again, but she doesn’t stop. I then feel the lower part of her belly and the first pubic hairs are touching my fingers. I swallow, I feel my heart rate is increasing. She lets go of my hand, clearly to let me discover the next region by myself. I don’t need more encouragement, my fingers are already heading down by themself.

If I didn’t already smell her arousal, I definitely feel it now. She’s insanely wet already. My fingers are having a blast, discovering her flower. And by hearing the increasing sound of her moans, I can tell she has too. Her lower lips are all swollen and making more fluid for me. Eve has closed her eyes, ready to get lost in this pleasurement. I have to kiss her again, so I attack her gorgeous lips. She immediately reacts and kisses me back. While our tongues are having a dance of their own, my fingers are still rubbing her flower, trying to avoid her button. I’ll slide in and out her flower until I feel she can’t take it any longer.

“Please, Adam. Touch it. Now…” Eve whispers against my lips.

I let my thumb rest on her clit and let it make an up and forth movement. In time, I increase the speed. I use her fluid to wet her button, while I rub her to her peak.

“Yes, please. YES!” She yells out loud.

And I feel how her legs are getting lumb, I support her waist with my right arm. She groans louder and her flower is milking my fingers. After ten seconds, I carefully let go of her lady parts and take her into my arms. She still has her eyes closed, but a smile is forming on her mouth. “I think I need another shower…” she whispers in my ear.

I chuckle. “Make it quick, I promised my mom to be back in the living room with you in 30 minutes.” I look at my watch: “And to be honest, there are only 8 left….”