The big "O"

Emena Thes !

Silas POV

I shifted and opened my eyes half way. The light filtered through the drapes , the same shade as every morning, because I always woke up around the same time. North had made fun of me for months when I first started, but I took pride in my Greek hot blooded genes. Never even tried to change the position I'd slept in since being a little boy. It was comfortable for me to sleep on my belly, sprawled out.  Morning wake-up wood, that's what I called it. And, because of my bulk, it was uncomfortable and became painful if I didn't get up of the bed.

Right now, thou', my focus was on the squirming and heavy breathing coming from Aggele Mou. I had her pinned like a tiny butterfly (I smirked at my own smart metaphor) with a heavy leg and an equally heavy arm, but she still managed to shift in her sleep. Must be a bad dream again, I thought, so I moved my hand a bit trying to calm her. A long moan escaped her lips and I froze in shock, eyes finally opening. Uh oh !

The first thing I saw was Victor's hand cupping her right breast, then I lifted my gaze in time to see her big green eyes snapping open. Her whole face was flushed, lips red, parted and slightly swollen. She must have bitten them in her sleep.  That was anything but a bad dream. And my fingers rubbing her sweet spot had no chance in hell to calm her down. It had made things worse, considering her breathless panting and eyes unfocused in pleasure. She turned her face towards me, blinking.

I couldn't breathe, afraid I'd break the spell... but then she whimpered and I thought what kind a man am I to leave her like this? My hand moved without conscious thought, and I watched her face, mesmerized. She was exquisite, every sensation flowing over her angel face, pink tongue swiping over plump lower lip and biting it again and again, porcelain skin flushed in arousal, long honey lashes fluttering. My mind drifted to our moment in the car, when she stopped us... so I waited until I caught her eyes.

"Yes?" I whispered, trying not to wake Victor. My heart was thundering, my breath shook on every exhale and my erection was leaving me lightheaded. I wanted so bad for her to let me give her pleasure. To hold her against me after, feel her heart beat slowing, her body shiver in aftershocks. Because I knew, we all knew she wasn't ready for more. Hell, until this moment, I'd been certain she wasn't ready for this either. But when she nodded yes, I felt my whole body tighten with adrenaline and my lips stretch into a smile. Aggele Mou was going to have an orgasm, the best one she'd ever had...

I doubled my efforts and played with her sweet spot. A sleepy moan and a gasp were my reward, and I soaked them through my pores. Her delicate right hand pushed at the headboard and the left one clutched a fistful of sheet in between us. Damn, that was hot!

Only a few more brushes of my fingertips and her spine bowed, muscles tensing and lifting her back from the bed. Victor was startled awake and squeezed her breast. More out of reflex, I thought,  because he is too much of a gentleman to do it on purpose. I chuckled when I saw his bewildered face. Then I groaned, because when Aggele Mou had climaxed suddenly, my palm had slipped lower.... and I cupped her, feeling her hot and wet ... and her muscles quiver and twitch. When she slumped boneless on the bed, I raised myself on my elbow and removed my hand. She was so beautiful my chest tightened painfully...

My eyes closed and I took a deep breath, inhaling her heady scent and trying to regain control over my body. Now I needed to hold and cuddle her, no time for a cold shower. Only, when I opened my eyes I found myself staring at Victor's flushed face from inches away. The bathroom door slammed closed.

"Princess, what hap ..." but the noisy flow of water in the sink covered Victor's confused exclamation. He exhaled loudly and turned his back to me, sitting on the edge of the bed. Confusion, disappointment, anger, all rushed over me and flowed away, leaving me tense with the beginning of a pounding headache and chest tight. Panic settled and stayed. I leaned over and picked my phone from the bedside table and punched number 3. North picked up on the second ring, but I'd lost my voice and only a shaky exhale left my lips.

"Silas!? Is everyone ok?" he barked in Greek.

"No! Yes! I don't ... North, I think I messed up ..." my voice was gruff, the words in a rushed and jumbled Greek. Then I went over everything that happened, hoping he'd be able to understand and keep up me but afraid to stop. Deep down I knew something was wrong, but I had no idea what or how to fix it. His constant stream of cussing or the occasional banging didn't stop me from spilling it all, every detail up until she jumped from the bed and locked herself in the bathroom. Then I took a deep, relieved breath and waited.

"Fuck, Silas! You had to go there... " he exploded. But I knew North and I recognized his anger was more frustration than anything else.  He exhaled loudly.

"I want you to shut up until I say you can speak again! Then tell Victor to talk to her through the door and make sure she stays in there. I'm calling Dr. Green, cause he's the only one who can claim to be professional right now... You understand?" the phone clicked before I could answer, but North knew he could trust me to do what he said. That's what our family was all about. Now I had to trust my brothers to find out what was wrong and help fix it. Then I could have my hugs and cuddle my Aggele Mou.