The Hybrid's Sons

Chapter Thirty-Seven

I wake up content. Everything is so warm, and I feel as if I could sleep like this, lay like this, for forever. But then I have the intense urge to pee, and from experience I know I don't want to wait, it only makes it worse until you are waddling to the bathroom about ready to burst like Niagara Falls.

I sigh as I reluctantly open my eyes, only to smile as I get a good look at Finn as he is sleeping. He seems much more innocent, less rugged, his muscles and handsome looks don't seem to define them as much as they normally would. He seems different.

He's the man you love. Zambian whispers. I'm surprised he is present, I thought he would be acquainting himself with his mate for a little while longer. God knows the dull throb in the back of my head as he talks to him is constantly there.

I wrinkle my nose when my stomach begins to get tighter with the urge to pee. I wish I could stay here all day and watch Finn as he peacefully sleeps, but I know if i don't leave soon, then I will be peeing the bed. I would rather leave than wake Finn up with the feeling of my pee traveling to him and into the sheets of his bed.

I roll out of Finn's arms, which I discovered were the source of the blissful comfort I was in, and waddle to the bathroom across the hall. It's a long journey, and I almost don't get enough time to pull my pants down before I am peeing. It's a wonderful feeling, finally being able to let all of the pee that had been building up for some time go.

I hear chuckling as I finally begin to get to the end of my peeing. I tense before recognizing who the chuckle belongs to. I finish up quickly before turning around and giving Finn a stern look. I was so deep in the need to pee that I didn't see him waking up as I left and didn't hear him as he walked into the bathroom.

“You should be more careful about locking and shutting the door when you have your dick out, I don't want anyone to see what only I can see.” I blush from his crude words, but also from the warm feeling in my chest when he speaks possessively. Most people say it is a bad trait to have in a relationship, but I think that it makes me feel more wanted. I know he is possessive enough of me that he isn't going to let anyone ever touch me, and that makes me know he is just as into this relationship as I am.

“You should be more careful about walking into bathrooms that are currently being used.” I sass back as I go to wash my hands. I only have my hands in the water for a few seconds before I feel Finn's body glue itself to my back. I giggle as I feel his hands wrap around my waist and land on my stomach, pulling me more into him. My laughter stops short when I feel the long and thick thing poking me in the butt.

“What did you say?” Finn asks as he teeth graze the side of my neck.  I moan softly as I turn my neck so it is bared to him. I smile slightly to myself as I brace myself on the sink.

“I don't know, why don't you remind me? “Finn growls, we both know we are no longer talking about what I said, but other, naughtier things. Finns lips attack my neck as his hands continue to travel my body. One of his legs kicks out and he slams the bathroom door shut, causing a loud bang that is most definitely going to wake some people up from their slumber.

“Quiet!” I hiss under my breath as I turn us around so I can lock the bathroom door. The position leaves me slightly raised onto the lip of the sink, and for Finn to be standing between my parted legs. Finn grinds himself into me, and I moan as I clutch onto his shoulders. Finn smirks at me as if to say that I am the one that needs to quiet.  

“Get in the shower, it'll block out some of the sound.” Finn demands as he begins to strip himself of his pjs frantically. I turn on the shower quickly and follow his lead, shredding off all of my clothes and hopping into the warming shower with him.

I never thought sex in the shower would be sexy or comfortable, but the way that Riin is simply looking at me makes me want to come right then and there. The way the water drops down his perfectly toned and tanned body makes my mouth water and watching as his muscles ripple makes my thighs clench together thinking about him holding me up and slamming me into the wall. All in all, shower sex is a lot better than I could have ever imagined.

That is of course until we actually tried having sex.

“Crap, shit, fuck.” Finn swears as his feet slip out from underneath him. He barely catches himself, but I can't help but laugh at his distressed face. We have been in here for so long and have been making so much noise that I don't think anyone has any doubts about what we are doing. Honestly, we haven't been able to do more then kiss and grope since we have been slipping and sliding.

“Okay, so this isn't working and I'm not turned on anymore because I'm trying to focus more on not falling on my face then I am on your gorgeous body. Plus, I don't have a fucking condom.” Finn swears as he slams the water off and stomps out of the shower. He doesn't put on any clothes before he is rushing out of the bathroom, naked, and back to his room.

I blush as whoever is in the hallway turns to look at me after seeing Finn stalk by naked and frustrated. I blush as I pull the curtain back covering my body from everyone's view. Someone must take pity on me because I hear the door click shut on a few minutes later. I get out of the shower and dry off as best as I can before going to find my frustrated mate to hopefully avaiate some of his frustration.