In The Mist of Shadows

Chpt. 22*

Azriel had fell asleep in Adela's bed with her and for the first night in days she didn't have a nightmare. She awoke feeling well rested, a bit okay and... Warm.

Her eyes opened to reveal Azriel's wing over her. The dark leathery wing was somehow holding in so much heat she was almost too warm. She had forgotten that neat trick that she and her mother would use when the nights were cold.

She smiled at it, looking at the strong tendons holding it together that allowed him to fly, to never falter. Something else popped up in her mind, something she found out herself when she came to age. How sensitive the wings are, how some spots made her toes curl and her hips flutter.

She reached her fingers out and gently brushed down the smooth tendons only for a second before Azriel's face was in the crook of her neck. "What do you think you're doing?"

He sounded dominant but she still laughed. "Touching you." Her finger ran over a different spot this time making him groan in her ear.

"I won't be able to control myself if you keep doing that." She felt his hips shift away from her, hiding what was there. But Adela did it again, pressing a bit more this time. Azriel, instead of speaking to her bit the crook of her shoulder gently. Adela gasped making him smile. "You understand the torture now?"

"I don't find it torture."

"It is when you can't do anything about it."

"Who said we weren't doing anything about it?"

"Adela-"

"I want to touch you, to feel you, feel your warmth." She turned so they were facing each other. "If you also want that, I would like to go back to touching you." He was hesitant, he knew how his body was going to react, how it was already reacting if she continued. He didn't want to pressure her. "I'm not fragile." She whispered before making him lay on his back and she laid on his chest. His heart beat wildly against her weight. "And besides weren't you the one who was willing to let me 'fuck my frustrations out'?"

He rolled his eyes. "This is different, we don't have to rush."

She shimmied her way up so their faces were inches apart. "I want to... I want to be intimate with you." She was almost whining.

He took a breath. "You lead then."

She smiled before planting a soft kiss against his lips. Their lips moved slow, unhurried like they had all the time in the world. Gods he hoped they did. His hands slid up her hips and back, making loving strokes. He thought that maybe this was all she wanted to do, and he was wholeheartedly okay with that. Until she shifted her hips and lowered them to ground him. He groaned in her mouth.

She made some quiet noises as well as she started moving her hips against him, their underwear being the only barrier. Azriel gripped onto her tight, not wanting her to stop. She knew he didn't, he was rock solid beneath her.

"Adela." He panted after a few moments. "I know I said you lead but, I would really like to satisfy you right now."

"You are." And he was, his cock was brushing against the bundle of nerves between her legs beautifully.

"I can make you feel better." He offered.

She laughed at his eagerness before getting off and laying on her own back. She looked down to see his underwear was wet where his considerable length was pushing against the fabric, from her or him she didn't know. He lowered himself on his elbows making her stomach flip. She expected him to take off her underwear but he didn't yet, first he planted kisses along her thighs, never breaking eye contact.

"I love your body." He whispered as he kissed closer and closer to the in between of her legs. She bucked her hips up making him laugh. "Okay okay." He took her underwear off, slowly sliding them down her legs before looking down. He felt his mouth water as he stared at her splayed open. "I'm gonna enjoy this."