The bed shifts but Silas heads my request and lets his hand rest against my jugular as he shimmies under the comforter and pulls me close. One arm gets slipped under my waist as I get turned onto my side, his other arm wrapping around me, his thumb stroking just under my Adam's apple while he gives me a nuzzle that makes the butterflies in my stomach take flight. His body slowly plasters itself against mine and it's hard to ignore the erection so large that it forces my cheeks to part to accommodate him, my briefs riding up with the gentle jerk of an involuntary thrust he can't seem to prevent as his knees slide behind mine.
"I want you, baby... I do... But I'm not taking advantage of you right after a panic attack." The hand wrapped so lovingly around my throat slowly slides down my body inch by inch making me press against him with a needy whimper. It's not taking advantage... It's just further showing me where I belong and who I belong to...and I want it...I want him... I feel exposed and small and full of a gut-deep need to have his soft touches scorch all of my body so thoroughly that I never doubt my place by his side and in his arms ever again.
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Silas
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I nuzzle my sweetheart again as he whines, his ass pushing back against me. I knew he would be needy... So beautifully needy and completely mine... My sweet boy who needs to be dominated to calm down... So so so very needy... Deliciously so... I want to run my tongue over every single inch of his delicate body...tasting every single flavor he has to offer while he writhes underneath me unleashing moan after spine-tingling moan...But I can't help but feel that it's wrong to try and make love to him immediately following an anxiety attack...that it's wrong of me to want to... To be attracted by his still extreme submission..to want to ruin him while he's so easy to break. That somehow it would be taking advantage of him... But I also can't leave him wanting... Now, can I?
My hand lands on the lip of the waistband of his pajama pants... His belly flexing under my palm as a whine leaks from my precious Adrian...
My sweet boy...
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Adrian
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Silas presses kiss after heavy kiss onto my skin, aiming for everything...my neck... My ear... My shoulder... My face and my hair before delving into my soft spot and sucking on it hard enough to make my back arch away from him, pressing my bottom further onto his hardness with a yelp that fades halfway into a moan when I feel his teeth graze the already deep hickey he had placed so carefully earlier...
He kisses his way back up to my ear, his tongue tasting my skin in unplanned bursts that leave me feeling needier than his growls had, "Don't worry, Daddy won't leave you needy, Baby..."
His words steal my breath away as every capillary in my face explodes at once as his hand creeps lower and lower until he's cupping me over my pajama pants forcing a gasp from my bitten lips.
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Silas
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My sweet boy's hands fly down to mine, fluttering about and tapping me as I start to rub the stiffness tenting his pajama pants... I'm still following his rules... My hand isn't down his pants...Just gripping a cock that feels as delicate as the body it's attached to through his thin pajama pants and listening to his moans as his legs twitch with how good it feels to have sparks seep into the sensitive flesh...
I add a bit of pressure, nipping at his throat as he presses his face into the pillow trying to hide from me... From how good it feels... It isn't long before muffled moans start to filter their way to my ears, his trembling intensifying with every pass of my palm...every whisper of my lips against his throat as I croon the sweet things he loves hearing so much.
I'm two lines into describing to him how beautiful he is when he gives himself so completely to me in the form of submission when the hands that had settled on top of mine urging me to rub him just the way he needs work their way up to the arm under him that I'm currently using to hold him still enough to rub my own aching cock between his sexy cheeks while I work him towards his edge and latch onto me. It takes me a haze filled moment to figure out that he's trying to urge me upwards... That he wants something more.
I carefully push my arm further underneath him and reach for his nipples, only managing a tug and half of a twist that makes his whole body jump when his hand's capture mine and again urge it higher... Guiding me until we're completely crushed together and my hand is around his mouthwatering throat...his fingers pressing down on mine, "Please... Please..."
It's a wanton whisper that has me stealing his breath away by carefully adding pressure, a growl bursting from my chest as he groans throwing his head back against me and finally exposing his face to me once again.
He truly is stunning as he loses himself when I resume the tantalizing process of torturously explaining just how perfect he is in between giving all of the opened mouth kisses and love bites I can manage.
My sweet boy's eyes roll to the back of his head before fluttering closed as I rub him faster, his bottom lip being sucked on in an effort to retain some of the noises begging to be released as he grinds himself against me creating friction for both of us until a strangled moan manages to escape him.
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Adrian
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I can barely form a coherent thought outside how amazing everything feels... How hot the lava pooling in my belly is as he works my body up so skillfully. I don't think about it when my hands settle over the one that's currently stroking me out of my mind and urge it to slip into my pajama pants upon his upstroke.
His hand never stops moving, sliding along to follow the curve of my briefs until he's cupping my balls and fondling them tenderly enough to make me want to weep before giving then a squeeze and a long languid pull that has me releasing a hollow shriek with the pleasure that racks my system due to the stretch.
A searing kiss is pressed just under my ear before his breath tickles me not even a hairsbreadth away from the sensitive flesh, "Are you sure this is okay?"
My man's voice is the deepest that it's been yet, and in a tone that makes my toes curl as his thumb finds my tip and swirls over the moistened material of my underwear frying my last few brain cells. I can't think... Can't even process that he's asked a question. I just let the moans that I had been trying so hard to hold back finally escape me.
He doesn't have to be told twice, teasing me only a few moments more before pushing the thin material of my briefs down with his knuckles and pulling me out of them... His hand wrapped around my member just underneath my sensitive tip and giving a tight squeezing pull to draw out more of the precum that had been leaking from me since before he had been anywhere near my scrotum, collecting it in his palm and using it to lubricate my shaft as he starts to pull me from root to tip at a pace that makes my entire body twitch and spasm, his other hand gradually pushing me closer and closer to my edge as he carefully bares down enough to make me see stars.
I'm in the middle of trying to tell my toe-curling mate that I won't be able to last much longer in between the moans he keeps forcing past my lips when a forceful growl tears itself from his chest causing the lava that had been pooling in my belly to explode down my spine and out of my tip, a hollow and gasp ridden scream breaking past my lips as I come for him.
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Werewolf**18+** COMPLETED*** Adrian is delicate... Gentle... Too sweet for his own good. All he cares about is his books and the quiet hum of life that is his small-town wolf pack. What will he do when the Alpha of a neighboring pack scents him and is fully...
