Tomorrow.
Actually that would be today as the time was already half past one in the morning. It was the eve of the full moon. Later today they would all go to town, have a few drinks, and settle into their locked up safe-houses outside town until dawn. They'd done this how many times now? Sixty, seventy, eighty? He couldn't remember.
But never with a shifter in their pack.
First thing in the morning he'd talk with Shane and Lucas... maybe even lover boy Cal, if he could tempt him out of Mia's arms for a while. The broader their knowledge was the better. He aimed to find out all he could about shifters.
To be forewarned was to be forearmed and he aimed to be just that.
He drifted off for a moment.
She kissed him out of his light slumber.
“You need to sleep Maddy. Get some rest now,” he suggested sleepily, kissing her softly and lazily in return, and nestling her naked, fresh fragranced and very desirable body against his.
“I know what I want and it's not sleep. I want you to love me 'till the sun comes up. I want you to take away my nightmare day. I'll face it when I have to, but now, make love to me... Please?”
“Hey, you don't have to beg me. I thought you might be tired that's all.”
“I'm not tired. I've never been more awake. Are you tired?”
“Tired? Me... No never. I hardly ever sleep...” he joked. He was dead beat in fact, all that driving and sex and emotional trauma had just about knocked him for a loop... But despite that, he was ready and up to the task. Well his cock was anyway. That always sprang to life when she was in his arms. He was quite sure that part of him could handle the whole love making thing completely on its own, while he took a well earned nap. But not tonight, she was getting the full works, even if he had to slap and pinch himself awake to do it.
His hands slid around her head and he brought her mouth to his. As they kissed each other into a wild fiery inferno, his heart melted over and over in bliss.
She lapped at his tongue with all her worth, she needed to get at every part of him. Like he was a drug and she was totally addicted to his love. His lips left hers, and for a moment she felt bereft of his heated mouth against hers. But his tongue took up residence on her neck, covering it in delightful wet licks and sucks which thrilled her as he nibbled and caressed. She sighed and shivered with anticipation. He continued to nip and lick up and down her neck and around her ears. A sweet trail of love that made her heart sing. He came to the base of her throat. The soft spot where her collar bones met and he tipped her head back and licked up and down her throat, his tongue pushing against her vulnerable pulse at its base.
“How I love that,” she gasped, fisting his hair roughly, and digging her nails into his scalp.
He continued to lap at her throat as she pushed herself against him with growing urgency, little moans escaping from her mouth.
His head lowered, moving down to her breasts, he took one into his mouth. His fingers trailed down her stomach and she opened her legs wide to let him touch. She ached for this. Every single cell in her body was dying for him.
Most of all she wanted his head, down there, tonguing her. He sucked at her nipple as his fingertips began to arouse her gently. With the softest touch she could have imagined. Feather-light strokes all around her clit made her groan with desire and need. As he sucked at her and touched her, she felt herself bloom inside. Like the sun was coming up. The heat built fast as the pleasure arose. She felt it escalate faster than ever before to a high, and suddenly she spilled over, as waves of orgasm took her away. His fingers slipped inside her as she arched her back with a deep animal groan.
“Aden, baby...” she gasped in wonder, swallowing the little pool of saliva that had formed in her open, gasping mouth.
“Sshhh, don't talk...” he said, as his fingers gently left her wet heat and he moved himself down her body.
Her deepest desire was coming true. She rested on her elbows and watched him as he positioned his head between her legs. He stroked her with his forefinger, from the top of her inner softness to her wet entrance. His eyes flickered with deep desire and he gulped as his mouth drew close. She waited for it with baited breath... the first touch of his tongue. Fingers were lovely, but tongues were something special. He flicked it over her sensitive nub and her whole chest heaved in reaction. Her breathing shot off the scale. He rubbed the warm silky wet flat of it gently back and forth and round and round as her mind was blown completely away. She flopped back and widened her legs as far as they would go to get more of it.
“That's it, relax… This is all for you sweetheart,” he growled out so beautifully she could have cried. His stubbly face grazed around her inner thighs and across her tender skin, making her tingle inside. His tongue returned to lap at her aroused clit and she lost all control. She shoved herself against his face and tore at his hair in a wild frenzy. His tongue speared up inside her and then he pulled out again, licking her back and forth with an amazing skill and rhythm that made her cry out with delight. She didn't want it to end, but she felt another wave of intense pleasure approaching. Her body went into spasm and he buried his fingers deeply as his tongue continued to rub mercilessly at her. She tried to pull away, as it became too sensitive to bear, but he pulled her back.