Book Smart

Eleven

Adrian is sweeter than honey as he molds himself to me, his lips well at work leaving a mark of his own, one hand tangled in my braid tugging on it to give him better access while the other has my shirt collar balled up in his fist to keep it out of the way and the feel has me damn near dry humping him under the table, my hips inconspicuously jerking forward underneath him every so often as my wolf struggles to take control of our shared body, just subtle enough not to be spotted, but enough to soothe the urge to slam him onto the table and ravage him right here and now as I keep him mostly still by digging my fingertips into his hips. As his teeth graze my soft spot my wolf forces out a growl as he surges forward altogether too excited by the change in Adrian's attitude, my nails sharpening halfway to talons. It startles him but I catch a strangled whimper he doesn't quite let escape as his own hips buck ever so slightly. His lips relent and he presses a kiss to the now deliciously bruised flesh in the crook of my neck before nuzzling me and settling down. His breathing is soft as he pants against my skin, soft  "Thank you.."s being whispered against the temporary mark I'm almost completely certain will be replaced by the true imprint of his teeth by the time we're snuggled up in bed tonight. 

Unbeknownst to him, Adrian had just taken the flame I had burning for him and doused it in gasoline, my wolf barely in check and fighting me for control in order to explore his luscious body not caring who sees. Such a fuss kicked up over something so small but I find myself grateful to finally have found the proper way to warm my bashful boy up to me. All I can do is stare at the top of his beautiful head, my nose buried in his soft curls to huff his scent like glue to try and appease the beast for now.

"Ohhhh Pup..." Becky sighs as she stares at us with her cheek resting on Collin's shoulder. When she had climbed back into his lap I couldn't tell you, "My big brother's going to spoil you rotten and I am so happy about it! I never thought I'd ever see you so affectionate with anyone. Agatha must be having a fit right now."

It doesn't take much to place the name to Grammy as Adrian nods and cuddles impossibly closer, "I don't even care, Becky. I'm so happy my heart feels like it's going to explode." He nuzzles my neck, nipping at the still fresh hickey now placed there with a jittery smile before peering over my shoulder at his Grandmother's table. He flashes a brilliant smile when he catches her attention before hiding himself away again with a nervous giggle.

It makes me melt, my heart stumbling over the simple words, the smile nearly causing it to stop altogether and it wasn't even directed at me.

My Dear Lord have I ever wanted someone or something as much as I want Adrian all to myself right now? I want him wrapped up in my arms, both of us tangled together in the sheets of my bed, his smile only for me...I want us relaxing in his future library in my lap while he reads...I want him with his shirt off pressed against me, skin to skin as he falls asleep in my arms.

I want all of him.

Absolutely all of him.

"Don't just sit there like a bump on a log, Sigh. Apparently, you've got some work to do!" Collin beams, happy over Adrian's happiness simply because that's the kind of man he is.

"Yeah!"

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Adrian
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Silas laughs when I hop out of his lap, excited at the prospect of having an actual room specifically for me to keep my cherished books in...a real library. I'd have shelves upon shelves and a comfy chair or two...maybe a coffee pot along with supplies for tea and cocoa in the mix for rainy and snowy days. A place where I can curl up without anyone interrupting...no one except for the mate that continually gets sweeter and more affectionate by the minute.  One where I won't have to hide any of my books from prying eyes and my mate is going to build it for me.  I had dreamed of having such a thing, and I had asked and pleaded my case to both my Alpha and Luna to let Grammy and I take over one of the spare bedrooms on the basement level but they had both been adamant about keeping them as actual bedrooms even though a library would bring much more joy to the pack. At least to me anyway.

And now Silas is going to build me my own.

My own.

There would be a real home for all of my fictional family and friends and it seems that I won't be asked to downsize for my move after all. It had been a very real concern, and if I'm honest the thought had been the first source of my tears and anxiety earlier.

My man slowly pulls himself to his feet and it's hard to ignore the obvious bulge in the front of his jeans... Not that I hadn't been aware of it while in his lap. It just seems more prominent now that I can see it rather than feel it rubbing under my thighs.

Silas catches my line of sight and chuckles before stealing a quick kiss, "Don't get scared, Angel. The only thing we're about to do is to pack a bag for you so we can get going back home, Baby Doll."

The sound of his amusement makes some of the heat that had fled my body when I took myself out of the safety that is his arms flood back to me, especially my cheeks as I avert my eyes back to the safety of the ground to avoid getting caught staring at him again...Not that I think he minds.

A strong arm is looped around my waist to pull me close as his calloused hand cups my cheek and brings me out of my submissive pose to steal a rough kiss that leaves me panting. Without the fear that had been rolling around in my stomach, his lips seem so much more potent.  They're probably the only truly soft thing about him but as he nips my bottom lip with a chuckle while giving me a squeeze it doesn't even matter...He's mine.