Weres

56. Finally!

[Adult Content]

Eden pushed back the wet hair off his forehead as the warm water from shower soothe his back and mind. It had been a tiring day. But a good shower never disappointed him. A few minutes later after washing off his hair, he turned down the knob, patted himself dry, and put on his shorts.

Eden moved to the sink and picked out his toothbrush, continuing his night routine. He was using Marley's bathroom. The couple was almost sharing her room.

When he opened the cabinet to get his lotion, a number of toiletries came tumbling down on the counter. Werewolf let out a tired sigh before starting to replace items. As he put the gel on the shelf, his eyes fell at the lowest corner of the cabinet. A small bottle and a box was quietly tucked there, away from negligent eyes. Out of curiosity he took them out.

Eden raised his brows, surprised at the discovery.

A bottle of lube. A box of condoms.

A devilish glint soon replaced his astonishment as he inspected his mate's stock. Turns out he wasn't the only one hoarding such utilities!

It took only a few moments before other scenarios, which involved him and Marley in bed, started bombarding his head. It took even a fewer moments before a tingling sensation erupted in his crotch and hardened his member. 

He wanted her, badly. And going by this stuff, maybe she wanted him too. They had planned it out earlier, but things didn't go accordingly. But maybe tonight they could go for it. He looked up to find his reflection in the mirror nodding back at him. Only one way to find out...

After rubbing lotion all over his body and spending almost an eternity on fixing the hair and scrutinizing his looks, Eden got out, carrying the lube and condoms in each hand.

He saw Marley sitting on the study chair, typing on the phone. Her dampen hair fell on either side of her cheeks, almost obscuring her face. She was in a loose t-shirt and pajamas, like every other night, but that only amplified his lust to get her out of them.

Marley looked up from her phone, perceiving his presence. It took her a minute to realize what Eden was holding. She gaped at him, his smug eyes only turning her redder by each second.

"Why?" She asked to no one and rubbed her face wanting the blush to go away. Why did she always have to be the embarrassed one?!

Eden just shrugged.

"Go ahead," Marley said, "make fun of me."

Werewolf walked to her side and leaned down, supporting himself against the table. His breath stroked the back of her neck. "I thought you liked vanilla, but who knew you were into blueberries," he teased her and threw the blueberry flavored pack in her lap. "Guess no vanilla for you then."

She pressed her lips, staring at the packet, not wanting to meet his eyes. His closeness only prompting her excitement and hundreds of fluttering butterflies inside her stomach. It was becoming difficult to discern whether it was arousal or embarrassment. Arousal.

"Hey," Eden said tenderly, all the teasing in his tone gone. "Do you want to?" His hand reached out to gently cup her thigh. "Right now."

A small touch and her whole body melted into a puddle. That hand! That big, magical hand on the thigh was already soaking her crotch. Was that even possible?!

"Yes," Marley mumbled bashfully, another wave of crimson hitting her face.

A soft kiss dropped on her left cheek, then on right, moving down to the sides of her neck. Like a reflex, her hands moved behind to grab his hair, guiding his lips to her shoulders. She moaned when his other hand started stroking her thigh, a wave of pleasures enveloping her.