Chapter 187: love
Ace
I was smiling before I opened my eyes. I literally couldn’t believe that this was my life now. The solid weight around my waist made me instantly feel giddy while butterflies instantly erupted in my stomach. I gently rolled to my suds and my breath caught in my throat at the sight of Malik fast asleep. He was just so damn hot that he looked even better in his sleep. I inched closer to him, my insides clenching up with heat when memories of all that went down between us last night flashed through my mind, that was so not how I prorated the night ending but I was super glad it did end like that:
Rory ended up being right. I did want him, so damn much. I almost cried from relief when he finally kissed me last night: it fit like an amiss puzzle in my life finally slotted into place. His kisses had felt so damn perfect and intoxicating and I had instantly been hooked. I had kissed a few people in my life but none had felt that way, like I was being consumed from the inside, or like I might faint if he stops kissing me. It had just felt so damn good. The way he touched me last night, the way he was in control, that was exactly what I wanted and craved. It’s exactly why I never felt anything when I tried something sexual with Omegas a few times, they hadn’t felt right. But last night with Roy in control of all that had been happening? That had gotten to me so damn much and it was so hot that I was even starting to get aroused right now from just thinking about it. He had put his finger inside me and he also sucked me off, even though it lasted a few seconds since I came instantly, it had still felt like the best thing ever and I literally couldn’t wait to do it again. Now that I’ve had a taste of it, I’m so addicted and don’t think I’ll stop being addicted any time soon, or ever.
I was also wondering when he’d fuck me. I didn’t want it to take so much time, if he’d allow it, I’d like him to fuck me this morning but I already know he’d make a big deal oit of it and would want to make it special and shit. I hate to admit it but that was making me happy on the ibsure, that he cares for me enough to not want to make my first time rushing.
Last night I didn’t get to suck him off like I had wanted to. He declined my request to, saying he didn’t do it for me because he expected one in return, and that I should go to sleep because I had been so sleepy right after the orgasm. Then he jerked off and came over my chest anc I had wanted to taste his cum but had been too tired to move before passing out on the couch.
He later woke me up forq dinner and I had feared it would be awkward but it hadn’t been. If anything, it has been extremely comforting. We got to talk more and connect more, and the whole thing had just been so intimate and soft. We even brushed our teeth together before he asked me to spend the night in his bedroom, then we had cuddled and kissed till we fell asleep.
His eyes fluttered open in the next moment and he slowly grinned as our eyes locked.
"Have your fill of my face yet?" He drawled and I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"Cocky as ever," I muttered with a frow but he only snorted before rolling over me and arching a brow at me.