CHRONICLES OF AADYA

Episode Thirty-six

AADYA

"Look at me, Aadya" He took a step forward, using his large palms to regulate my face "Keep your eyes on me. Just focus on me. Can you hear me?" My fragile face trembles in his hands as I glance up at him, watching him as he had asked of me. He looks me in the eyes and says "You're my soul, my life, my one and only thought. I'm never not thinking of you, and not because of any prophecy"

The man in front of me looks soft and vulnerable, so human. His eyes are blazing, and I could feel the heat radiating from his hands on my cheeks. I feel something inside my heart pulling apart, it feels like fear or perhaps a thrill and tastes like bliss or panic and desperation and I don't know how to understand every word coming forth his mouth.

"I loathe myself every day, every single day for not departing on time in search of you. And now I'd do anything to have you by my side for the rest of my life" His eyes search mine "Tell me not that I am too late. I want to hear you say that. To hear the words depart from your mouth so I can finally forgive myself"

His eyes never left mine as his words came to an end, unrelenting they gaze into mine, waiting, pleading, hoping.

"You were never late" I whisper, not leaving his gaze. And only when his thumb swipes across my hot cheek to wipe the tears rolling down did I recognize how damp my eyes are.

He breathed out a soft smile and begin to stroke my hair "I've waited my life to hear this"

I smiled and his hand stilled for a moment, then start again. After a while, he murmurs "You're the only dream of my soul"

He leaned in and place a gentle kiss on my head, and his warm body lightly trusted against me and my eyes closed. I breathed in the smell of him, and my heart settled a bit. And then he begins to trace kisses down my face, marking me, claiming me.

"Aadya" He groans and my toes curls at the roughness in his voice.

I try to sound normal but fail. He leans in, his lips lightly touching my ear, while he slides a hand around my waist, the lace and silk smooth against his fingers. My body warm and firm beneath it, and he whispers "So, can I have you now?"

I suck in a shuddering breath as I feel his control slicing apart right here. He pulls back enough to attend to me "I might just wait for you"

My mouth was soft and warm, and he bit back a groan. His body went still at that whisper of a kiss, the answer to a question I'd been waiting for and then I withdrew slightly except his fingers tightened around my waist.

"Again" He breathed. "This time, give me more"

And I pressed my lips against his, our slamming together. He let out a groan and gripped my hips, tugging me against him as he tilted his mouth over mine, taking control of the kiss, his tongue slipped in as he deepened. One of his hands remains on my hip, while the other travels the length of my side and settles on the side of my neck. I could only take in a sharp breath before he reconnects our lips together, and I merge with him as though he is my lifeline. Leaning more into him as my legs threatened to shatter. He became unyieldingly hard, I feel myself falling, every inch of my body was so weak to support the other.

I trembled and chill bumps danced across my skin and my n****e breaded and puckered. I desired so much, I wanted it all.

My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling a bit harshly as he nibbled at the skin below my earlobe, and when he grazed his teeth over it, I pulled much harder.

I wasn't sure I am breathing as his fingers unlatched the clip of my gown, letting them slip off my body.

Al growls a curse as my fingers unexpectedly press against his hardened length as I shift to unlatch the buckle of his pants. His hands moved and dragged off his blouse, letting it fall to the grass, again offering me his bare chest.

He held my fingers to his pants zipper, allowing me to slowly pull the zipper with his hand wrapped around my smaller ones. "I'm yours"

My breathing starts again, jagging and savage in the quietness of the forest. "I'm yours" I moaned out in return. And he let go of me to tear his pants into the grass nearby, taking his undershorts with them and my mouth went dry as I take in the sight of him. Every inch of him is a pure-blooded wolf.

I eyed his hardened manhood, his glorious body, his throat, though only able to glimpse his face when his lips sealed mine in a slow bond kiss.

Upon his clothes, I was laid, though the feeling of the feeble grass beneath my back uttered the validity of the scene. Soft moans arose from me, escaping my parted lips as my body merged with his. His masculine body lay over me while he gently brushed the string of hair off my face, his face barely away from me.

Al reached for my hand, bringing it to his bare chest "Eyes on me..." He whispered softly placing my delicate palm against his chest before unhurriedly guiding it across to feel every inch of his muscles. My eyes lighted up at him, though it is already night I could yet see vividly those set of eyes gazing right back at me, perhaps with the aid of the full moon that covered the atmosphere.

He channels every moment, every flicker of muscle and skin. When his gaze lingered on my breast that is gleaming with the moon, his expression turns ravenous. And then his gaze slides lower. Before resting on the apex of my thigh. Al's lips parted slightly with a groan, his breathing shallow, his body fortuitously announcing to me precisely where this is going to end.

Al laid his left arm near my head while his free hand sailed down my side. Leaning his mouth to the scar on my side, the wound streaked down to the curve of my hipbone. "I want to memorize every last inch of your body" He mumbles over my skin.

He traced his finger from my scar down to my naval. My breathing was shallow. He proceeded, delicate strokes with his fingers and his mouth dragged from my neck to my nip at the place just below my ear.

He went lower down my body as his finger brushed my sides. And then he hovers over my entrance. Yet he peeled from touching me there, only breathed on me which caused my arousal to erupt like a wild flame. And then to my hipbone, he kissed. His fingers trailed along my stomach and around my naval as he swirls his tongue around and mouthed at me.

The slow bond is like torture as my body trembled beneath his fingers and lips. He sucked on the smooth skin of my thigh, apparently trying to leave marks and then kissed the inside of my thigh lightly, licking and biting softly. Finally, he rose to watch me.

My mouth wobbled slightly, and I brace my hand on his chest "I desire to touch you," I whisper and his brow slightly arches before a sly smile rose to his lips.

"You may" He permits, the corner of his lips turned up. His eyes followed me as my hand travelled to his c**k and it felt like they were oscillating, vibrating at some force that shattered the moment I touched him for real.

He arches his back narrowly the moment I made a sluggish stroke along his length and a groan departed his mouth. It probably couldn't have been more obvious, that I have never done this and yet it seems to arouse him beyond belief. He evidently couldn't hold himself— he thrust forward and then let out a groan and his eyes caught mine. I was fascinated by the way in his eyes, I adore it, "Yes... Solely" He slurred raspy words.

My heart races as his eyes turn into the dark shade of ember, thick, blazing. His chest brushed my breast lightly as his breathing comes and goes. He was restraining himself so much not to fall on me and I couldn't help the pleasure that waves through my heart. "gods!" He groans shutting his eyes firmly.

I sucked in a breath and reaches my free hand to his face. My finger shook as I brush them against his mouth and his control shredded apart. He seized my arm, clasping it to the earth. I shuddered at the force and my heart quickened before he seized my already vulnerable arm, taking it off his c**k and then clasped it together with the other.

My attention was instantly snapped, between one breath and the next, my knees felt weak. I moan out a word, or perhaps a name that refused to register in my mind, although I had felt it escape my lips as though they were created by it. I feel him slightly chuckle, dragging the rough hair of his day-old facial hair against the skin of my neck, and I couldn't help the yelp that sensation provoked. My entire body jumped as his finger ran over the sensitive skin near my entrance.

He murmured a few soothing words before his tongue was softly tracing down my neck, drawing sharp sparks up and down my spine causing a considerable amount of invisible gooseflesh to rise across my entire body. He let go of my hands and right on cue, I grab his shoulder shutting my eyes.

He growled as the flesh around his finger instantly clenched the second his finger attempted to reach further "Open up for me, M..." The last phrase seems too far to reach as it withered before it could even be heard. My eyes ripped open. "It's me... Relax"

His eyes never resigned from mine. Except my eyes instantly latched as he thrusts a finger in. A thrill sprinted through my blood, pooling in my core.

He managed to keep his thrust into my body gently, still seeking my pleasure, and pleasure was what I felt, I am certain of it. My lower body was rocking to his finger, my hesitation and pain seemingly distant memories as I urged him on, grabbing at his hair, his large arms, my fingernails almost drawing a crimson drop of blood as I scratched at his back to pull him to me.

I moved, hips undulating, begging him to continue "Please. Please Al"

Al's eyes flared and his answering thrust was answer enough. I moved together with him, taking everything he gave me and when his finger moved beyond every end to an explicit spot, I couldn't help the scream that dug itself through my throat and I roared his name, loud that I attended to it echoing long after. I hoped the gods themselves heard it and know he belongs to me.

"Mine" He groans as though he had just read my thoughts.

My chest heaved as I feel another finger digging its way in. I gasp as it stretches me, joining the previous one in its devious act. Sweat bursts onto my skin as my chest heave up and down in a wild rhythm. His fingers were relentless and fiendish, cleverly centralizing on the very spot that got to put me out of order.

"Yes," I moaned, raking the grass near me "Please Al..." His mouth rose from my tetchy n****e and lay over my mouth.

"Mine...mine—"

His tongue traces down to my belly while my body continues to tremble like a jellyfish, I couldn't put an end to it even if I endeavoured.

His fingers went wild, though his mouth on my neck is so careful, even as his canines drags along it. And at the touch of those lethal teeth against me, I feel the surge of blaze hovering nearby— and release blasts through me like wildfire. And though I could not remember my name, I remembered Al's as I cried it while he kept moving his fingers, wringing every last ounce of pleasure from me, the heat from me searing the grass around us to parch.