Chapter 34
I felt myself melt into him, his lips felt so good, his tongue danced with mine, each lick was compellingly sweet. I pulled back, my intention to talk, but his lips trailed along my jaw and down my neck which made my mind go blank. He pushed me against the wall, his knee nudged my legs apart, as his hands caressed my body, it caused me to whine with need. My panties were soaked, and the lace of my bra was grazing my hardened nipples. He growled and I knew he could smell my arousal; I could feel his erection straining against his pants.
“Open the door, so I can take your clothes off.” He whispered in my ear. I mewled softly; I didn’t want his lips to leave my skin. “Unless you want me to rip them off you right here?” He laughed before he sucked on my neck. He moved me around, so I was facing the door, I fumbled with my keys, his mouth was intensely distracting. I got the door unlocked after several excruciatingly long moments; we fell into my apartment in a collision of bodies. I heard him slam the door shut, I dropped the flowers and my portfolio, he pulled my sweater over my head, his lips on the exposed flesh of my chest. He unclasped my bra, and I tore his shirt off his body. Our legs moved towards the bedroom as we shed our clothes. We fell onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, our mouths finding each other again. He moved off me, unbuttoned his pants and kicked his shoes off. I leaned down to unzip my boots; he grabbed my heel and pulled them off for me. I stood in front of him, he slipped his hands inside my jeans, undoing them and sliding them down my body. He ran his hands back up my legs to my panties, his lips leaving kisses on my stomach and thighs. I whimpered as his hot breath fanned across the wet lace of my panties. He peeled the last item of clothing off me, kneeling before my naked form like me was preparing to worship me. He ripped my legs out from under me, it made me collapse back onto the bed in a fit of giggles. He put my knees over his shoulders and forced his tongue inside me, making me gasp. “Goddess, you taste so fucking good.” He groaned, then ran his tongue between my lips to my clit, he sucked it until my back arched off the bed. My hands gripped the sheets as he licked and sucked and nibbled my sensitive bundle of nerves. I was panting as my orgasm neared, my fingers coiled into his hair, holding him close as the waves of pleasure washed over me. My moans steadily grew louder as he continued his attack, my legs trembled as I approached the edge. His fingers entered me, teasing me and massaging my G-spot, until he forced me over my tipping point. My moans turned to screams as the ecstasy flowed through my body like electricity dancing across my skin. My thighs clamped together as every nerve in my body came alive with the heady lust his mouth could give. I relaxed back onto the soft sheets, every inch of me tingling with contentment. I felt him move between my legs, his lips and beard tickled my skin, as he traced a path over my stomach. He took his time, embracing my breasts, first with his big strong hands, then he used his tongue to excite my stiff nipples, I mewled at the sensation. His hands advanced higher to my neck, his lips trailed behind them, his body smoothly flowed over mine. He held himself up with one arm as his mouth captured mine, I tasted myself on his tongue. I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance, my hips bucked forward longing for him to fill me. He slid into my wetness, I quivered, his head shot back, mouth open, as if he was relishing in the sensation of being inside me. His lips seized mine with passion as his hips thrust, he pulled my knees higher up his body. He seemed to plunge deeper and harder with every movement, I chanted his name as I felt my gratification build. My nails dug into his back, as he gasped, I felt myself clench him as the pleasure exploded inside of me. He groaned, and I knew he had reached his own climax as my pussy milked him, until the bliss enveloped us both. He moved his arms beneath me, his hands held my shoulders, he pulled me into him then with one final jerk, he peaked and filled me with his hot cum. We stayed connected, his face on my chest until we could both breathe easier, our loud gasps for air all either of us could hear. I hummed my appreciation as my body drifted back from the heights, he had taken it to. He lifted me with him as he shifted us to the center of the bed and moved me to his chest. I wrapped my arm around his waist as he held me tighter and kissed the top of my head. “That was incredible.” He whispered. I lifted my head to look at his beautiful face, it was completely relaxed.
“Yes, it was. It was amazing.” I replied with a smile. I placed my head back on his chest to listen to the gentle thump of his heartbeat.
“It’s not just me, right? I mean when we were together in our dreams it was great, like the best I’ve ever experienced, but in real life, it’s so much more intense. Right?” He asked, I could feel his eyes on me, awaiting my reaction. I blushed, too nervous to look at him.
“It’s definitely more intense.” I agreed, but there was a question nagging at me, that I didn’t want to ask, even though I knew I had to. “Speaking of previous experiences, should I be worried?” I asked still unable to look at him.
“Worried about what?” He asked, sounding genuinely confused.
“I know you weren’t exactly a monk before me. I’ve heard things, and we haven’t used... anything.” My face flamed, I had never been so reckless, ever, but I couldn’t resist him, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the consequences.
“What are you... oh, you mean-" He shifted uncomfortably.
“I’m just asking if I need to get anything checked,” I asked, a little terrified of the answer.
“I’ve always used protection before. I didn’t want to run the risk of getting someone pregnant. So, no you don’t need to get anything checked, do I?” He asked, his body stiff.
“No, you don’t need to be worried, I- I’m healthy,” I responded, uncomfortable, worried I had ruined the mood, and a little embarrassed by my lack of sexual experiences.
“What are you thinking?” He asked as he stroked my arm.
“I’m not sure I want to tell you,” I replied, “it’s a little embarrassing.”
“You can tell me anything.” He stated, I could hear the concern in his voice. “Or you could finally give me an answer to my question?” I sat up, to stare at him.
“You can’t be serious! That wasn’t a real proposal, you can’t propose whenever we have a fight, it's ridiculous!” I laughed.
“I knew the moment I saw you I was going to marry you; I went out and bought the ring the next day. I mean it, I’m all in, I’m sure. I want to marry you; do you want to marry me?”
“We can’t get married; we don’t know enough about each other. Not the big stuff, like values and how we picture our futures looking or I don’t even know what I don’t know about you yet! It’s crazy, we can’t get married!” He sat up, moving back against my headboard.
“We don’t have to get married tomorrow, I just want you to promise me you will marry me, one day. And, as far as everything else, ask me anything you want. I’ll tell you anything you wanna know.” I huffed, confused and unsure of whether we should have that conversation.
“You said, you didn’t want to get anyone pregnant, but you told me we would have to produce an heir... so which is it?” He looked at me with a frown on his face clearly not understanding me. I saw the moment he realised what I was asking.
“I want pups, erm, kids. I just didn’t want them with someone who wasn’t my mate, so I’ve been careful, in the past. But with you I wasn’t thinking about anything other than how much I wanted you. It’s part of the mate bond. We will keep being insanely attracted to each other until I mark you, it’s biology, the sexual tension will just build until one of us breaks and we finish the mating process.” He explained.
“So, we won’t feel like this after you mark me?” I asked, suddenly wondering if that was the only reason, he was so attracted to me.
“I will always want you, but after I mark you, it won’t drive me crazy if I’m not next to you.” He grunted in frustration. “Right now, all I can think about, all day, every day, is how sexy you are and how amazing it feels being with you. After, I’ll be able to think about you without hearing your moans, without the need to be with you. I will be content just holding your hand, right now, this second, all I want to do is be inside you again. It’s an insatiable hunger for you. A need, that won’t stop until we are one, after... it’ll be different. I wish I could explain this better.” I thought about Maria and Ben, they were committed and clearly loved each other, but they didn’t have this addiction we seemed to have for each other.
“We would be more like Ben and Maria?” I asked.
“Yeah, exactly, wait. How do you know what Ben and Maria are like? How do you even know about Maria?”
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