《Consequences [BxB] (Edited)》Chapter 29
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Hunter POV
I rolled around in my bed, tossing from side to side. I just couldn't sleep, not when he was in the room next to mine. I could practically feel him, hear his heartbeat and it was torturous.
After I had spent a week in the hospital with Drew coming to see me everyday, I had healed, and though my wolf was still weak, I could feel him there. He still seemed weary at times about doing something wrong, but he was there nonetheless.
After much arguing between Drew and his Dad, he finally allowed him to come and live with me, not without threatening to skin me alive and rip my heart out if I ever hurt his son again, telling I would wish I was dead when he was done with me, and yet throughout his threats, those three words played on my mind.
I love him..
I couldn't believe what I was hearing then, he loved me. Even after everything I had done, he loved me. I knew I didn't deserve his love, nor did I deserve his forgiveness but I couldn't help, but feel ultimate joy at his words.
I really couldn't sleep and eventually got up and walked to the kitchen. I poured some water and drank it feeling it travel down my throat till it reached my stomach. I didn't even know I felt that hot. I raised my hand to forehead and felt it, feeling it slightly warmer than usual.
I shrugged and placed the glass in the sink, and turned to walk back to my room. I passed by his room and stood outside his door. I could hear his heart beat and smell his scent even through the door. It was driving me insane.
I opened the door slightly and saw his figure covered up in the blankets. I walked in and stood by his bed side. I watched his chest move upwards and downwards as he slept soundly.
I didn't have a clue about what I was I thinking, nor did I even what I was doing in his room but I just wanted to see him, even if he was asleep. Being in the same house wasn't enough. I needed to feel him. To know he was there and that he was real. That it wasn't one of the dreams I had dreamt.
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I bent down and traced my fingers along his face. I felt electrifying sparks shock throughout my body when my skin made contact with his. I leaned down and whispered.
"Drew .. are you awake?"
He opened his eyes briefly, his blue ones staring at me through his half closed eyes as a small smile crept across his face.
"I am now."
He scooted over and opened the blankets, patting the empty pace now in front of him. I looked at it, then back at him not trusting myself to go near him.
"Come here." he whispered, holding the blanket open. I took a deep breath and got in closing the blanket and turning on my side, facing my back to him.
I felt him come closer to me and wrap his arm around my waist, spooning me. He placed his forehead against my nape and pulled me closer to him, inhaling my scent as he held me. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, like it was trying to break its way out. I tried to slow my breathing when I realized that the sound of my heavy breathing was the only sound in this quiet room.
"Shh.. relax.. " he said whispering against my neck and placing a kiss there. I felt goosebumps all over my skin and felt the heat travel down to my friend.
I turned around slightly, and faced him. Seeing him look at me. His gaze traveling down to my lips but not yet moving. I took a deep breath and leaned toward him, placing my lips against his. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to me. I kissed him so fiercely, it was like I was trying to covey all that I was feeling in this one kiss. The words my mouth could not word.
All the sorrow, the regret, the guilt, the love, everything.
Even as he laid here, allowing me to touch him and feel him. It felt like we were so far apart. The desire that overtook me, was so sudden and intense, but it felt like the only thing I had ever felt in my entire life.
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I sat up and shifted, laying myself against him as I kissed him. He raised his hands and placed them on my neck as he kissed me back. He opened his mouth for me as I kissed him. I slid my tongue in his mouth and glided it against his. I had never known that kissing someone could have felt that amazing. The pleasure over took me, driving me wild as I began grinding against him.
"I missed you, everyday." I whispered against his lips.
I kissed his cheek and trailed my kisses down to his jaw and neck. He tilted his head back, giving me more access as a moan escaped his lips. I kissed my way to the side of his neck, towards his ear. I sucked on his earlobe and bit it slightly, earning a moan from him as he ran his fingers down my back.
I got up and removed my shirt, since I always slept in a shirt and a boxer, I didn't have much clothing to remove. He on the hand, was completely naked.
Did he always sleep naked? Not that I was complaining.
I ran my fingers down his torso as his breathing quickened. I kissed his collar bone, his sternum and down to his abs. He quivered beneath me when I kissed his stomach. I removed the blanket and looked at him completely. He was utterly beautiful, the moonlight that shone through the window only enhanced his beauty, making him look like an absolute angel.
I lowered myself between his thighs and kissed the inside of his thigh, going deeper until I kissed the side of his erection. I looked up at him, his eyes were glowing a bright silver, as they stared down at me, full of lust and desire. He hadn't moved an inch, almost as if he was waiting for me to act first. I ran my tongue along the side of his member, not taking my eyes off him. He watched me intently as he bit his lip. His cheeks flushed, and even though the room was dark, I could tell they were a bright red.
I ran my tongue up and kissed his tip, before I took him into my mouth fully. He threw his head back and let out a moan as I brought my head up and sucked his tip. I pushed my head down, deep throating him, till I felt him at the back of my throat. I pulled him out of my mouth and kissed his shaft , I ran my tongue over his sack and down to his entrance. He arched his back and gripped onto my hair as I twirled the tip of my tongue around the rim. I gently pushed it in a bit, and stroked him at the same time.
I removed my tongue and licked my fingers , placing one inside him slowly, I pushed it in slowly till the knuckle. I waited for a while before pulling it out and adding another. He covered his mouth with his hand as he arched his back and moaned. I pushed them deep inside him and moved them around, massaging his walls as he pushed back against my fingers and bit his hand.
"Let me hear you.. Don't cover your mouth."
I watched as he took his hand away and dropped his head against the pillow panting. I moved my fingers around, finding that gland and pressing on it. He gripped the sheets so hard his knuckles turned white. He moaned loudly and pulled me up, kissing me fiercely, like his life depended on it. I aligned my manhood with his entrance and slowly began to push my tip in, when his eyes widened.
His breathing became rapid and he started shaking. He pushed me off him and sat up.
"Wait! Stop."
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