I feel the warmth of a soft, feminine body pressed against my side, holding me close. The light from window is the softer morning rays before the sun rises above the mountain ridges. I run my hands over her arm and back, taking note of her nudity.
Looking down at Elena's soft, relaxed features, feeling her softness against my body had me growing rigid. She resembles a doll in one of those paintings where everything is done in a light, dreamy blur of pastel colors. I almost feel guilty for planning on disrupting this serene moment.
I gently move my self out from her grasp, ready to spread her legs and feast upon that sweet flesh between her thighs. The loss of my body heat had her roll over into my warm spot and onto her stomach.
I have to cover my mouth to stifle the chuckle caused by her unconscious thwarting of my original idea. This woman has no idea how adorable she can be. I shrug and work my hands under her hips, lifting them up enough to let my tongue work her slit.
At first, she tried moving her legs together, but my hands clutching her hips prevent her moving too much. Her breathing speeds up, little moans escaping her as she struggles to figure out if she should wake or stay asleep.
My cock is painfully engorged, ready to replace my tongue in her slit, so I take my face from her and slide myself over her back, letting it tap on her now hungry slit. I kiss her shoulders and neck causing a shudder to run down her body, my hands intertwining in her delicate ones.
She's so beautiful.
I feel like I'm about to burst as I push my body into her tight folds. My head starts spinning, trying not to already burst yet. When my sight returns and I can slowly begin to move again, I lean my head between her shoulder blades, kissing her back as I begin to thrust.
She lifts her hips up to meet my thrusts, so I give her more. I can feel her begin to tighten around my hard member, knowing she's getting closer is making me want to lose myself and fill her with my seed. Yet, with everything going on, we all had agreed another baby right now would not be ideal.
I feel her hands squeezing my fingers, her whole body stiffening, and know she's mere thrusts away from bliss. I kiss her shoulder blade and feel her body begin to fluctuate. I'm about to pull out feeling my own release coming as she cries out in pleasure.
"Cass!"
The fact that she called out Cass's name throws me off in that moment, that I forget to slip out of her. Realizing my mistake, I pull out quickly, but I already know that I might have just messed up. To cover it up, I pull the blanket up over my head and flip her onto her back and dive my face in between her legs, licking, sucking on her sensitive flesh, making her squeal and moan. Her hands grip my hair, and I feel her body freeze, but she quickly rubs herself on my tongue.
"Thietian?" She squeaks in question.
"Mmmm?" I mumble against her body, my mouth full and busy at the moment.
"Did you not cum?" She gasps out, spreading her legs open farther, letting me delve deeper into her with my tongue.
I shake my head back and forth in a non-comital way, not wanting to ruin anything and make her worry. I slide a finger inside of her warm, wet, greedy hole that easily takes it, sliding another in to make her back arch and a deep moan escape her. Curling my fingers up to the backside of her pubic, I flick my tongue on her clit, rubbing my fingers back and forth inside of her.
"Thietian... dear... I'm..." Her sweet voice, becoming higher in pitch has me grinning from ear to ear, as she orgasms all over my face and I lap it up greedily.
She's panting, breathless, eyes rolled back in ecstasy, a soft smile catching the corner of her bliss drunk lips. I run my tongue over my lips, smacking them in delight before I release her hips and crawl up the bed to cradle her in my arms.
"Good morning." I nuzzle her neck, kissing her earlobe. Her breathless sigh warms me from the inside out, knowing she's satisfied. I find one of her hands and interlace our fingers together, resting my cheek against the warm and soft pillow of her bed tussled hair.
As her breathing calms and she plays with my hand in hers, I start to nod back to sleep. I've been needing some extra sleep lately and with Elena, I can relax.
I barely hear her let out a heavy sigh and I ask her, "What's on your mind, my love?" I murmur in her hair.
She squeezes my hand and sighs again, pulling my hand up to her lips to kiss and hold it tightly against her. I hold her a little tighter as I start to drift back into sleep, until I feel a wet warmth hit my arm under Elena. I blink my eyes open, and freeze. She's trembling, she's crying, silently, but now that I'm awake, can't believe I didn't notice it sooner.
"Elena? What's wrong?" I prop myself up on the arm that's underneath her, rolling her to face me.
Her red and blotchy face is such a stark contrast from the soft, porcelain picture that was the first sight I saw today. Her eyes are closed tightly, as a fresh offering of tears flow over the soft mounds of her cheeks. She opens her mouth, letting out a strangled sob, as her tears begin to flow freely.
"Elena?" I use my now free hand to wipe some of her tears away, utterly confused at what has made her so upset. I look to the bedside table and grab some tissues and use them to dab the moisture from her face.
"Is it true?" She asks, hardly audible between her sobs. Her whole body has gone rigid like she's restraining herself from moving more than absolutely necessary, with a hostility that seems to be increasing in intensity.
"Is what true?" I feel like I am missing something with the sudden hostility rolling off of her. I sit up and give myself a moment to breathe and think.
Sniffling, she sits up and pokes a finger into my chest, "Did you betray us?!" She practically stabs me with her nail, her teeth clenching as she asks me again, "Did you betray us?!"
Anger sweeps through me, and I knock her finger from my chest, noticing the drop of blood that's welled up. "Don't do that, Elena." I warn her as she goes to poke my chest again.
"WELL?! ANSWER ME?!" She yells at me crossing her arms defensively in front of her chest.
Her words stab me, "Is that what you think? That I betrayed every one? That I betrayed you!?" Even though it hurts, I growl, angry that she is even asking this of me. Now, I know what this is all about.
Cass, that bastard, he must have told her that I betrayed everyone.
"I don't know!" Elena screams at me, "I don't want to believe it! But you're not giving me a reason to think otherwise! You moved me away from everyone else! I've hardly seen you or Cass in weeks! John is in the clutches of your father and we are losing! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE?!"
She stands up and wraps a robe around her naked body, tears streaming down her cheeks.
I fetch my pants and pull them up, violently, cursing under my breath as I begin to get dressed.
'So much for some extra rest. It's not like I chose to be stuck in this body with Cass, but that's the real problem here. She just wants Cass.'
"What are you saying? I can not hear you. Are you even going to bother to answer me?" Elena taps her foot, as she stands by the bathroom door, clutching more tissues that she's using to wipe her face.
I pull on my shoes and spit out, "Why should I? You seem to have made up your mind already what the truth is about me and what I have done! Never mind the fact, that all this," I lift my arms and gesture all around, "is going on, to keep as many people as we can safe! This was all done long before Cass and you were ever even born!" I turn to exit the room, hearing Johnny starting to cry.
"Where are you going?!" She shouts after me.
"Johnny is crying!" I shoot over my shoulder, going to Johnny's room next door.
No sooner am I picking the barely year old toddler up, cooing to soothe him, "There, there, Johnny, it's okay..." , does Elena come rushing in, snatching him out of my arms, clutching him to her chest.
"He's hungry!" She says harshly, opening up her robe to pop out a breast and offer it to him. He continued to fuss, even with her offered breast.
"I was just going to change him, Elena. I would never hurt him or you." I turn and grab a new cloth diaper and go turn on the hot water in the sink to soak some wipes in. He's still fussing, making Elena more upset too.
"Elena, let me change him." I offer out my arms, "He can probably feel your emotions and it's making everything worse."
She huffs, taking him over to the changing table and begins to change his soiled diaper. "I can change him. I do it all the time anyways."
I walk over with the warm wipes and set them down next to the clean diaper she pulled out.
I don't say anything to her, just watch her as she focuses on changing Johnny, avoiding my gaze.
I snap out of there, knowing that I was not wanted there.