“Welcome home, little one,” he whispered into her hair.
She tilted her head to look at him.
“Home?”
He nodded, a sheepish smile crossing his features.“I didn’t want us to go back to that apartment after everything.We needed a fresh start, and I figured—” He shrugged, leaving the sentence hanging.“I assumed, I mean, I hoped.”He cleared his throat, a blush beginning to spread over his neck.
“Yes.All I want is to be by your side.”
Katya grinned and hugged him tighter.He let out a stifled groan and she pulled back.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t ever apologize for hugging me.I’m still a little sore is all.”He brushed her hair away from her face.“Let’s send Sarah back into the city, and then I’ll show you inside.”
They headed toward the smiling woman, and after thanking her for everything and saying their goodbyes, Adam grabbed Katya’s small suitcase and led her into the house.
“Welcome,” he said.“It’s still a mess, but I wanted to buy furniture with you.It’s our home, not only mine.”
Katya beamed.In the living room, boxes were still strewn about, but he’d hung the TV.The dining room was behind it with a modest kitchen at the back.
“I got here last week, and I’ve been working on something I want to show you.”He climbed the steps.“There’s three bedrooms.One for us.”He pointed to the end of the hallway.“Another one can be an office or whatever we want, and the last one.”Adam opened the door.The room had a queen-sized bed, already made, a nightstand, and a white dressing table with a mirror.“For Irina.When we find her, so she can have a place to stay until she can get back on her feet.”
Katya’s jaw dropped.She flung herself into his arms.He captured her with an oof.
“You didn’t have to do this,” she whispered.
“I know, but I wanted to.”He caressed her hair, leaning his cheek on top of her head.“I have another surprise.”Taking her by the hand, he led her to the main room.A king-sized bed dominated the space, made up with a soft blue comforter.A black six-drawer dresser stood in front, over it a large mirror.White curtains hung from the windows, giving the room an airy feel.“We can change it if you like.”He ran his fingers through his hair.“I liked the blue because it reminded me of your eyes, and I needed a place to sleep—”
Katya smashed her mouth to his.Every ounce of emotion she’d been keeping back for the last month came out in that single moment.He returned the passion, their lips molding perfectly, their tongues entwining in a dance they’d only done a few times but to which they knew the steps perfectly.She slid her palms across his shoulders, fumbling with the hem of his shirt.He understood her request and flung it off.She trailed her fingertips over his chest, feeling every ridge, every muscle.Her tips touched the puckered flesh of his shot wound.She pulled back.It was pink and slightly raised, about four inches long.
“Katya.”
She bent over, gently placing a kiss on it.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“Don’t be,” Adam replied, tugging her to her feet.“We wouldn’t be here otherwise.”Spinning her around he pushed her onto the mattress.She fell with a laugh.“Enough talking.I’ve waited over a month to have you and to try out this bed.I promised I’d fuck you raw and I’m not waiting anymore.”
Desire hung in the air.Days and weeks of suppressed longing and lust pressed heavily between them, making their movements choppy and desperate as they slipped out of their clothes.
Katya wet her lips at the sight of Adam in his naked glory.His cock jutted out, thick and long, the bulbous head already glistening with pre-cum.He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbing her by the waist, rolled her over so she straddled him.Tangling his fingers through her hair, he brought her down for another all-consuming kiss.She placed her hands on his shoulder, mindful of the still fresh wound under his ribs while he kissed a path across her jaw, down over her neck, and finally to her left breast, rolling his togue across the nub.Katya moaned, pleasure spiking through her and landing hard between her legs, wetting her further.She ground her hips against him, her slick folds teasing his erection.
“I missed you,” he murmured, switching to her other breast.She threw her head back with a mewl.Unable to wait any longer, she reached between them, guiding him inside.“Fuck,” he groaned.His eyes shut, ecstasy written over every crease of his face.
“I can’t wait anymore, Adam.”Bliss erupted across every ounce of her flesh as she lifted herself, rising until only the thick head remained, then slipped back, riding him fast and urgently.Adam gasped and dug his fingers into her ass, taking hold of her movements, slowing them.
“I’ve missed your touch so badly,” she whimpered, bucking.
He grasped her hips, pumping into her at a slow, steady pace.She moaned, passion building bit by bit, growing into a tsunami which would ripple through her at any moment.The tiger within her bloomed, searching for its mate, desperate to claim what belonged to her.
“That’s it.Show me the stripes, little one,” he groaned.
“I need...”she panted.They picked up the pace in unison.She slammed down and he pulled her close.They moved wildly, sweat coating their skin, their moans filling the bedroom.She teetered on the edge of release.Her canines skimmed her bottom lip.Katya leaned forward and bit into the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder.Her orgasm exploded, hitting her like a wave crashing against jagged rocks.The taste of blood filled her mouth.She trembled as shockwave after shockwave rippled through her.Adam held her down.Their gazes met.He grunted as he joined her in the throes of ecstasy.
They rocked back and forth, gathering their breaths and regaining consciousness of their surroundings.Adam rolled them to the side, spooning her.She sighed, content.
“Mate,” she said.“You’re my mate, Adam, and I love you.”
