I expected him to eat me up like he normally would but I felt something cold on my pussy instead. The contrast in the temperature of my body and the cold sticky substance currently stimulating my clit threw me into throes of pleasure.
I lost my hold on reality and felt my soul leaving my body when my orgasm hit me like a truck of bricks. I screamed loudly and came violently against thin air.
I had barely recovered when his tongue attacked my pussy again. I writhed and tried to escape from his oh so amazing attack but he held me firmly in place, leaving me with no options but to enjoy all what he was doing to my body.
“Yessssss yesssss……please, Adrian…..oh my goddesss….oh my fucking go…….haaaaaaa…… that feels so good”, I moaned uncontrollably.
He sucked my clit into his mouth while his fingers plunged into me mercilessly. Every now and then, the cold sticky liquid which turned out to be melted chocolate was reapplied to my clit while he sucked it off like he was starved.
Just when I was about to orgasm, he pulled away from me making me whine in protest.
“Why did you stop?” I whined and he chuckled before applying the the melted chocolate to my nipples and navel. He licked his way up, paying extra attention to my aching nipples.
When he kissed me, I hungrily kissed him back like he was the oxygen I needed to breathe. Without giving any warning, he entered me in one long thrust.
He pulled back from the kiss and pounded me like it was the last time we’d be having sex. Very soon, my orgasm hit me and I surrendered myself to it.
Adrian’s thrust got sloppy and he released inside me afterwards. He pulled out and laid beside me, holding me close to his chest while we tried to regain our breathing.
“You want to go again?” I asked him and he looked at me like I had grown another head. “Are you for real? I mean, I don’t mind but will you be okay?” He asked with concern and I chuckled tiredly against him.
“That question should be for Jasmine”, I said and he looked at me confused. “We’re going to mate in our wolf forms”.
Adrian’s POV
“You want us to mate in our wolf forms?” I asked her to be sure she wasn’t hallucinating because she was feeling tired and maybe high from our concluded session.
“Yes, I’m very sure. I’m sure Daxon wouldn’t mind mating fully with his mate either”, she said tiredly. “No, no, we can’t do that”, I gently removed myself from her and paced the length of the room.
She sat up with a look of hurt on her face and tears formed in her eyes. “Adrian”, she said gently but I wasn’t having any of it.
“No, no, Lola. We can’t mate in our wolf form, I’ll never allow that. You can’t want that for us. Do you even know what the consequences are?” I asked her partly in fear and in anger.
“How can she try to do this to us?” Daxon growled lightly in my head, mirroring the way I felt too. Unable to think properly, I hurriedly put on my shorts and went out into the cold night, disregarding the bone freezing temperatures outside. The turmoil inside my heart right then weighed more than whatever nature decided to do.
I contemplated running off in my wolf form but I couldn’t leave her all by herself and it might take a while for me to return back. I stood by the lakeside and looked up to the moon, silently questioning the moon goddess.
Why can’t I have a normal relationship with my mate like every other wolf? Why does it always boil down to making decisions between life and death? I screamed into the night and kicked the sand beneath my feet as I breathed heavily.
I smelled her before I heard her and took deep breaths to calm myself down. I already fucked up royally by running out on her, I can’t afford to make more mistakes that will make her unhappy.
She wrapped her dainty hands around my stomach and I heard her sniffling which broke my heart. I didn’t mean to make her cry.
I’m such a stupid idiot. I should have at least listened to her before acting like a psycho and running off on her. I placed my hands on hers and turned around to face her.
She refused to look up at me and wrapped her hands tightly around my midriff, sobbing quietly. We stood like that for a while, I rubbed her back while she silently cried, breaking my heart into a million pieces.
“Should we just give in to what she wants?” Daxon asked in my head and I sighed. “You know we can’t, we can’t do that bud”, I replied to him.
“I’m so sorry, Adrian”, she finally spoke after a while. “No, I should have listened to you. I overreacted, I’m sorry. I just don’t like the idea of our wolves mating. It seals a lot of things, a lot of things that I can’t put you through”, I whispered but I knew that she heard me.
She shivered and that was when I saw that she was just my thin t–shirt. I carried her bridal style and went back to the tent. The walk back was awkward because I did not know what to say to diffuse the tension. I don’t think she had anything to say either.
After we entered the tent, she was still shivering, so I got up to turn on the heater. I was half expecting her to say something like she had been doing the whole night but she remained quiet. I sat down beside her and held her hands while the silence stretched on for miles between us.
“Why?” She asked softly and I sighed. “Because I can’t put you in that type of situation”, she raised her head, looking at me with questions in her eyes and my breath caught in my throat.
Her eyes were puffy and her nose a darker shade from her face, which meant it was red from all the crying she had done.
“You don’t know the circumstances surrounding it, do you?” I asked her and she shook her head. “Why the fuck does she want to mate when she doesn’t even know how it works?” Daxon growled in my head and I had to take deep breaths to calm myself down and not shout at her again.
“Why do you want Jasmine and Daxon to mate then?” I asked her with contained rage and what I hoped was a gentle voice and she shook her head.
“I want to know, Lola. Talk to me”, I tried to make her look into my eyes but she refused. “Lola, I need to know who is putting this idea into your head “, I said sternly but she still refused to look at me.
“For the moon’s sake, who was it?” I was already raising my voice at this point but I couldn’t care less. I needed to know who gave her that idea. The person could be another person trying to ruin both of us at once.
“Who was it, Lola? Mom?” She shook her head,”Lyla?” She shook her head. “Damon? Alysia?” She shook her head while her lower lip trembled slightly. “Fay?” I asked and she looked at me with anger in her eyes.
“How can you even ask if she’s the one?” She spat at me. “Heck, she risked her life to allow me to escape. She might be dead because she wanted me to come back to you and you dare to question her?” She screamed at me.
My anger flared up at her words and I just spoke without thinking. “Why won’t I suspect her?? You’ve been fucking weird since you got back. I tried my best to know what is going on with you but you keep avoiding me”.
“You’re my mate for the moon’s sake, you’re supposed to share your problems with me. Now, you’re asking for this ridiculous thing and you just expect me to agree to whatever you ask for? Without knowing what the consequences might be or if I might be okay with it?” I raised my voice at her.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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