"Give us a minute." Silas's voice is thick and so low it makes my toes want to curl as it brings up memories of him crooning sweet nothings into my ear last night when he was nestled so deeply inside of me... And yet it still catches me off guard when I'm suddenly lifted and crushed to Silas's chest as he stands, one arm firmly under my knees, the other supporting my back while the others all laugh as he carries me back to our bedroom. Casper calls out between his snorts to ask if we need any condoms- something neither one of us had even considered last night- causing my face to light up redder than a stoplight... But luckily none of them get to see it as Silas acts out his inner caveman. I don't have time to focus in enough of my embarrassment to want to curl up in a hole to hide from the fact that our guests not only just witnessed a very hot kissing session before I'm whisked away, Silas slamming the door shut behind us only to set me down and press me against it roughly enough to steal my breath away before his lips crash into mine and erases the very knowledge of how to function from my brain...
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Silas
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Without prying eyes watching us it's safe for us to finally lose ourselves in each other just a little bit, my angel trying to bite back his moans as I find his hands currently fluttering near my chest with my own and force them above his head to hold him captive and give him the delicious sense of surrender he craves, successfully melting away the nerves that had started to build in the pit of his stomach from being watched only to be replaced by new ones as a new fear takes hold.
Tilting his chin down in order to break the kiss but not entirely successful in escaping me as my lips follow his if only to steal a few more quick pecks before he can get his words out, "D-D-Daddy... They'll hear us..." His gasped words make me ache, the fact that his mind had first gone to lovemaking instead of just stealing a few moments alone to kiss without being watched.
It makes me want to rethink how much I'm actually willing to do with the others here... Of how many of his sweet noises they get to hear me make him make...
With each soft moan and gentle press of his hips against mine as he arches his back away from the door my boundaries receive more and more slack only to reign it in each time, I remember how beautifully shy my sweet boy is.
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Adrian
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"We..." Silas can't stop himself from delving back into my mouth for just the quickest of moments before resting his forehead on mine his eyes on my lips as he continues, "We won't go that far, Love... Maybe Daddy can just kiss just a little?" Another demanding kiss rocks my very core as he pulls away with a nip to my bottom lip that makes me shiver just as hard on the outside as I am on the inside, "Is that okay, Baby? Can Daddy kiss on you?"
I never thought a single word could turn me into such a completely needy melted mess and stir things in me I'm almost not able to cope with. A single frantic nod has his lips molding themselves to mine with a reverence that should only be reserved for acts of worship instead of just kissing me but I find I don't mind it one bit... I'm too consumed with the feel of his muscles as they flex around me... The feel of his hands tightening around my wrists when I test his hold...
I can still hear the chatter in the living room, the laughs and relaxed banter that only spawns from spending a lot of time together but I can't focus on how excited I am to eventually be a part of said banter when I'm more comfortable with all of them due to the insatiable man attached to me.
Lava pools in my belly as he intertwines our fingers, my Daddy's mouth kissing its way down my neck until he finds a mark to latch on to making me whine and writhe and wish that we had the house just to ourselves. As much as I like everyone else and how happy I am to see Quinn I'm so happy to be alone with Daddy for a moment... To just not worry about awkward hello's and trying to wrack my brain for names zapped further and further out of my mind with each electric swipe of his tongue.
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Silas
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As much as I hate to release his hands the need to hold him surrounds my heart so extremely my hands crawl down his body of their own accord finding his thick hips before words I hadn't actually planned on saying escape me as our bodies roll against each other, "Can Daddy touch?" Oh, Gods please, "Just a little?"
He doesn't give me a verbal answer, but he doesn't have to. Sweet palms find my cheeks and pull me back up to his lips before sliding back to card through my hair, his arms clinging around my neck like he's trying to climb his way up my body.
I help him out by hauling his thighs up around my waist, using the door as leverage to keep him pinned right where we both want him to be before shoving my hand in between us to palm the stiffness I want to play with so so very badly.
My sweet baby... My deliciously sweet... Beautiful... Baby...
My beautiful boy that gasps when I slip my hand into his pajama bottoms to trace the edges of his erection through the clingy black cotton of the underwear I had shuffled him into what feels like a lifetime ago...
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Book Smart
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...
