Chapter 249
Chapter Two Hundred Forty-Nine
Sephie
I felt Adrik stir next to me the following morning. I had moved from his chest at some point during the
night and gotten under the covers. I was noticing that it happened anytime I dealt with trying to keep
him calm. I was usually colder than normal the T next day. He had rolled over with me and had
wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight against him. I ran my fingers. lightly over his arm that
was holding me tightly. He kissed the back of my shoulder. “Good morning, solnishko,” he said. He was
still sleepy, so his voice was especially s*xy.
I rolled over to face him, his eyes finally opening when I kissed his lips. “You look almost as excited as I
am that it’s morning again,” I said. He groaned, pulling me closer to him. He moved my leg over his
hips, his hand rubbing my thigh lightly. I snuggled closer to him, my face in his chest.
“You’re not helping me want to wake up,” he said, moving his hand under his shirt I was wearing to my
back. I suddenly felt an intense desire for him. He was working on talking me into morning s ex,
granted. It also usually didn’t take much convincing, but this was so immediate and sudden that I knew
it wasn’t mine. I leaned my head back so I could look at him. He opened his eyes, a smirk on his face.
“That was me, if you were confused.”
“Is that how you normally feel or is there something special about this morning?” I asked, curious.
“It’s normal. It’s probably not even half of what I usually feel for you because I’m still tired from
yesterday,” he said. He had closed his eyes again, his hand running up and down my back still.
“Jesus, how do you keep your hands off me?” I asked. Heughed loudly, pulling me closer to him.
“Sometimes I can’t,” he said. He opened his eyes, revealing their dark blue color. He only gave me a
moment before I felt that same intense desire again, only magnified this time. I couldn’t fight it. Not that
I wanted to. My lips desperately found his. His > hands were leaving a trail of fire across my body
already. I moaned, enjoying the warmth returning to my body. He stopped to look at me, a questioning
look on his face.
“Your hands. It feels like they’re on fire. It’s amazing. Especially when I’m colder than normal,” I said.
He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him. His palm rested against my cheek, sending waves of
warmth down my neck to my chest. I leaned against his hand, closing my eyes. He sat up, his lips
finding mine once again. Instead of ripping his shirt off of me, like he usually did, he took his time
unbuttoning his shirt while he kissed me, almost softly. Every time he touched me, I felt myself get
more turned on. I couldn’t fight his intense desire that I could feel, but it somehow allowed him to take
his time. Where he usually felt almost frantic about needing me, he was patient with his touch. His kiss
was slow, but building. He slowly slid the shirt off my shoulders, his hands covering every inch of my
bare skin.
“I’m not sure what you’re doing to me, but please don’t stop,” I said, breathlessly. My body was nothing
but pleasure, just from his touch. I’d never felt anything like it before. I felt him h*ok his thumbs in my
panties, ripping them off. His hands slowly slid down my thighs, then back up toward my hips. My
breaths wereing faster as my body temperature increased beneath his hands. I felt his lips on my
neck, causing me to moan loudly. He pushed my hips up so he could get his pants off. Instead of
lowering me down on to him immediately, he kept me up so his hands could roam over my entire body.
Where his hands didn’t go, his mo uth did. I waspletely lost in the feeling. I was putty in his hands.
His mo uth left a trail of fire down my neck, following his hands. He was kissing, licking, and biting his
way over my body. Each time I felt his skin against mine, it was like a new fire was started in that spot
on my body.
It felt like I was already almost over the edge and about to o*gasm. I was desperate to feel him inside
me. “Please,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “I need you.” I was sure he was going to be quick about
it, but he grabbed my hips and pushed me down on him slowly, like it was the first time and he didn’t
want to hurt me. As soon as he was all the way inside me, I felt my o*gasm start. I pushed my hips,
down onto him hard, trying to ride the intense waves of pleasure I was feeling. I leaned my head back,
grabbing onto his shoulders, unable to do much of anything except writhe in pleasure in hisp. He slid
his hand between my
breasts and left it there, bringing on a new wave of pleasure. It was so intense that I dug my nails into
his shoulders. I felt like I couldn’t hang on, even though he was barely moving. I heard him Inhale
sharply when I dug my nails into his shoulder. His hand slid up my chest to the back of my neck. He
grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled me to him. His lips crashed into mine. He was now desperate for
me.
His restraint was quickly disappearing. He wrapped one arm around my hips, pushing me down onto
him harder while increasing the rhythm. I could feel his pleasure building with each thrust, just as mine
was building once again. I kissed him hard, pressing my body to his, my arms tight around his
shoulders. He exhaled loudly and I knew he was close. My hands roamed over his muscled back and
shoulders. I was trying to make him feel the intense pleasure that his hands were still giving me as I
explored his body. I leaned back slightly so my hands could roam over his chest as I continued to ride
him hard. I caught a look of surprise as my hand passed over his chest, in the same spot that made my
o*gasms so much more intense. I left my hand there, feeling his heart rate increase, as well as his
breathing. I knew it was his undoing. He pushed me over the edge onest time before I felt him
explode inside me, his arms pulling me tightly against him, desperate to keep me as close as possible.
He held me tightly for a few minutes, like he was almost afraid to move. I clung to him just as tightly,
trying to catch my own breath.
“Holy shi t, Sephie, is that what you feel every time?” he asked.
“Which part?” I asked, giggling.
“The end.”
“Yeah, that’s mostly normal, although it was way more intense this time. The beginning was not normal.
I’ve never felt that before. I’m guessing it was good for you?” I asked, leaning my head back to try and
see his face. He loosened his grip on me enough that I could lean back slightly.
ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
He took a deep breath in. “That was amazing. I’ve never felt anything that intense before.”
I kissed his lips gently. “I can say the same thing. You made me almost have an o*gasm just by
touching me.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, you probably would have if I hadn’t gotten greedy,” I said, grinning. He ran his hand up to the
back of my neck, grabbing my hair and kissing me deeply. “I like it when you’re greedy. You’re always
allowed to be greedy,” he said, smiling against my lips.
He inhaled again, moving toy down. He opened his arms for me so I couldy across his chest.
“Aren’t we supposed to be getting up?” I asked as I settled in on his chest.
“Not after that. I’m still not convinced my legs are going to work if I try to stand up right now,” he said,
his hand running through my hair. I could feel the goosebumps rise over my entire body. I snuggled
closer to him,ughing. “I might not be able
to think about anything else for the rest of the day,” he said.
“I have no regrets,” I said, resting my chin on his chest so I could look at him. His handsome smile
stretched across his face, which made me smile back at him.
“I love you so much, Persephone. I told you that you have my heart, but I think that wasn’t exactly true,”
he said. He brushed a stray curl from my face. “You are my heart. For without you, I would cease to
exist.”