Sera
There's something seriously wrong with Kaden. He's still on the couch, exactly where I left him. He's too still though. Moving closer, I notice his chest rising and falling faster than normal, and his face is screwed up like he is in pain.
Worried, I google what to do if someone is having a nightmare. I think I read somewhere not to wake them up. Results range from gently waking them up to not touching them at all. Dropping my phone in frustration, I decide to go with my gut. Standing closer, I call his name firmly, "Kaden, it's time to wake up now."
His face twitches a bit so I repeat it again. Finally, I gingerly reach a hand out to stroke his face while still whispering his name. "Kaden…"
Strong arms haul me on top of him and I'm suddenly surrounded by everything Kaden. I can't focus on how this feels because the man in question is shaking pretty hard. Instinctively, I stroke his back and run my second hand through his hair, all while whispering softly to him. I tell him the things I'll like to hear if I had a nightmare. I tell him it's okay, he's awake now, and I'm here. Slowly, his shudders seize and his breathing evens out. I'm not sure what to say anymore when he asks quietly if he can take a shower.
"Oh, yes, of course." I lead him into my small room and point him to my tinier bathroom. Once the door shuts and the shower starts running, I bolt to my wardrobe and search through for an old robe I picked up from Mila. It belonged to one of her ex's and was super comfortable and warm. I'm trying to figure out if I should hang it over the door or just leave it on the bed when the door opens. Kaden comes out looking much better and calmer. He won't meet my eyes though so I just drop the robe on the bed, gesture awkwardly at it, and leave him to dress.
In the kitchen, I make some cocoa and carry two mugs back into the living room. I'm straightening the two throw pillows on the couch when my bedroom door creaks open. "I'm sorry you had to see that." Again, my Greek god won't meet my eyes so I blurt out " Can I give you a hug?"
Kaden
I had the nightmare again. This time I wasn't drowning in blood, just sitting in a room splattered with blood stains. I tried to run but I slipped on the floor right in front of a mirror. My reflection smiled at me with blood running down his face, and dripping from his fingers. No matter how much I screamed for help, nobody came. My blood-soaked reflection just laughed and laughed.
I remember struggling to free myself from the dream. Sometimes, I can snap myself awake but the stress of the past week must have gotten to me. Visibly shaking the dream's remnants away, I focus on Sera. I feel so ashamed she saw me that way. I was going to enjoy her company for however long she gave me because I knew it won't be long. I just didn't know my fucked-up brain would make sure I had her for only a week. It wasn't enough.
Hearing her ask to hug me brought a relief so deep I almost fell to my knees. It means she's not going to run. I usually can't stand anyone touching me after a nightmare, but I wanted Sera's touch. I wanted whatever she was willing to give me.
I'm not sure who steps forward first but soon she's in my arms and I can feel my heart slow down and speed up at the same time. Her unique coconut scent surrounds me and I unconsciously nuzzle into her skin. Somehow, I'm not sure when, but the hug morphs from something innocuous into something much less innocent. I'm unaware I've been peppering her skin with little kisses and licks until a sharp inhale snaps me back to reality.
Chagrined, I move back but her arms don't leave me so she ends up moving with me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"
Her soft voice cuts me off "No, it's…um it's okay. Erm…do you want to talk about it?"
I rear back like I've been struck. "Oh, no, no, I can barely remember it anymore…You made cocoa?"
I know she is aware of my topic change but she sighs a little and lets it go with a "Hmmm, yes I did. I don't do so well with coffee." The drink warms up any leftover cold from the dream, and I make a mental note to add it to my nightmare SOS list. I wash up when we're done then remember about Thomas.
"I asked him to leave. He'll come back in the morning to pick you up."
She'll start explaining in 1..2…3…
"You were sleeping so deeply, and I know you haven't been sleeping well due to work so I didn't want to wake you up or move you…"
I'm not even aware I've moved towards her until her back hits the wall.
Sera
I always thought smoldering eyes were something authors made up for aesthetic character purposes. Kaden's eyes are blazing as he backs me into the wall, arms braced above me.
"Why are you so good to me?"
God I can't think straight when he is this close to me.
I shudder when he buries his face in my neck again.
"Erm..what do you mean?"
His lips work their way up my jaw and my knees buckle when he latches on to the soft part of my ear and gently bites it. I would have fallen if he didn't press further into me, and trap my hands over my head with his.
Huh, I didn't know my ears were erogenous zones. It seems everywhere is an erogenous zone when it comes to Kaden.
"You take such good care of me, Ser. Feeding me, caring about my sleep. It's been a long time since I had that." I'm about to ask what he means by that when he presses his hips even further into me and I can feel everything through the robe. My eyes roll back as a whimper escapes me, and he swallows it with his lips.
I turn my hands out from under his so I can rake them through his hair. The tortured groan that leaves him spikes my blood pressure until I'm sure I'll just…explode soon. Before I know it, I'm hoisted into strong arms and he walks the few steps to my room.
I'm dropped on the bed, then Kade sits up and asks me "In Cologne, tell me the things you liked that you'll like me to do again."
I'm stunned at first, and a little unsure but the way Kaden is looking at me feels like the first time I saw him in the club.
"I like how you kissed me."
A thoughtful hmm, then he is licking into my mouth and I lose my train of thought for a bit. Every touch seems to escalate between us into something else. By the time he breathes "And what?…" into my skin, our clothes are scattered around the room and I'm stuffed full with his dick in me. Struggling to focus, I say in a rush "I like everything you did to me."
"Really?" he pants "What else did you like?" I try to speak but a long moan spills out instead when he hits my walls. That moan seems to break something in him because he's no longer gentle, just slamming himself to the hilt, then withdrawing slowly to do it all over again. Each thrust is interspersed with praises for me, and soft kisses and nips anywhere his lips can reach. I run my hands over his strong chest, pressing a kiss to the scar that runs from his collar bone again to his left hip.
"Just perfect," another thrust, "You feel so good, perfect girl" he hikes both my legs up and I can only hang on like a koala for the ride. There's a rhythm now to it and I'm so close I'm not seeing straight. A light sheen of sweat coats us both and I can feel my legs shaking now.
"Kaden, please!"
"Please what, Ser?"
"Please, I need…" I'm not even sure what I need but Kaden seems to know because all of a sudden, he sinks his teeth a bit firmly into my left thigh and something about the sharp, unexpected pain coupled with the relentless pounding throws me into an orgasm so strong I feel lightheaded after. My greek god kisses me softly and runs his a hand down my face soothingly before spinning me over so my ass is sky high. A light smack, then he is easing into me slowly again.
Kaden
I wake up with fire in my face. Luscious waves are all around me smelling like coconuts. My vixen is half on her back, with one beautiful leg thrown over my waist. Subconsciously, I run my hands over her legs and smile a bit when she moans and curls closer. Fuck, I want her again. Yep. Looking down confirmed that my man was ready for some early morning attention, and sex marathons could not break your dick. Who would have thunk? I'm not even sure what happened last night but we literally couldn't stop. We would rest a bit to catch our breath, then a random touch or peck, and it would start all over again. My dick ached when we fell asleep from exhaustion.
The blanket I threw over us in the early hours of the morning falls off her shoulders and my smile freezes. Her fair skin is littered with red bruises, hand prints from where I gripped her too tight, and a lot of hickies and bite marks.
What the fuck did we do to each other last night?
Gently extricating myself from her arms, I stride into the bathroom and stop short. My skin didn't go unscathed and my mind happily plays a montage of heavy kisses, some biting, lots of hickies, and nail marks. My literature loving vixen has claws of her own and I almost turn back to wake Ser up so she can sink her teeth into me again.
I'm halfway into the room when I stop and decide to go for a run instead. Never one to miss a workout, I'd been exercising at work. It's still early so I wear my t-shirt and boxer shorts, then head outside.
My first step outside Sera's flat drives all thoughts of exercise from my mind.
"Mitch, good morning, you need to head over to Box Hill A.S.A.P. I'll send my location. There's something you need to see."