...nnnnnngh...
My consciousness returned as I had awoken from my slumber deep dark slumber...
What is sleep if not an early taste of peaceful death...?
...I think that I had such a good sleep that I reverted right back to my emo high school self...
No, but seriously, I woke up feeling so warm and cozy and rested and good that I didn't even want to open my eyes to confirm the time, or worry about food, rent, or work... or evil vampiric coworkers or...
…!
Hold up!
That's right!
Vampires, werewolves – all that stuff that happened yesterday!
Was that a dream or not...?!
Did I really got together with a super handsome rich and powerful werewolf or was that like some secret subconscious yearning of mine..?
But if I wanted someone wild like that, then why would I imagine him being so gentle with me...?
...on no, that makes no sense when I think about it – was it all really a one big...!
The sleepiness instantly left, pushed out by the cold hand of anxiety grasping at my insides with an iron grip.
I sat right up in a panic, looking out of the window at the almost empty street right before sunrise.
"Hmmm...?"
...and made the extremely handsome man by my side groan in confusion as my actions had caused him to be stirred awake – or half-awake at least.
...oh my...
...OH MY...!
I gasped internally as the memories of the previous day – and night - have dawned on me, refreshed by the sight of his gloriously muscular torso revealed by me getting up and making the blanket slip off from his body too.
So with that - I just sat there on my bed, amazed, I think I might have forgotten to breathe there for a second because I got lightheaded all of a sudden.
"Alexis... toilet...?"
Lucian opened his eyes just a tiny little bit – the emerald iris found me in a second and he murmured in an outstandingly cute voice that made me tense up all over and blush heavily with just how good it sounded.
"...n-no... just... I woke up startled...? It's nothing, really...!"
I fidgetted and tried to explain without admitting that I was once again thinking that it was all just a dream – but could anyone truly blame me for thinking that...?
"...bad dream...?"
…
Heavens...
Was it allowed for a guy to be THIS cute...?!
I marveled at the man in my bed.
"I guess you can say th-AT?!"
I nodded and shrugged my shoulders at the same time – but right then a strong arm reached out and scooped me up, or rather down, and in the next moment I was being pressed right into the most impressive pectoralis major I have ever been blessed to cope a feel of.
Then I felt Lucian kissing the top of my head and nuzzling against it as if I was a very precious treasure of his.
"Lucian...?! Do you want to get up...?"
I asked more awake than ever - and more with probably the reddest face I had ever had.
"...huh...? ...nooo... why...?"
He muttered in a low raspy voice that tickled my ear.
"Do you want to...?"
"N-not necessarily – but if you want to..."
He asked and I answered fidgetting a little awkward since I had never been shown this kind of affection in the morning.
"Me...? Noo... sorry...not a morning wolf... low blood pressure..."
He murmured making me feel the good kind of chills with his cute words...
No, seriously...!
Is this allowed?!
I feel like this shouldn't be allowed...!
I feel like I'm going to melt!
Sleepy Lucian is so adorable!
Wait...
If werewolves are supposed to have only one partner, then does that mean I'm the only person in the whole world who knows he's like that...?!
Am I understanding this correctly?!
"Nnnnnnnngh..."
My constant fidgetting must have bothered him a little bit because with a low, raspy growl I got hugged just a little bit tighter and...
Oh-ho-HO!
I...
...I might have found out where all that missing blood pressure of his went to, making Lucian's head fuzzy, thanks to a piece of hard evidence.
Not a morning wolf he says – yeah... sure...
Is this normal for guys?
Isn't it bothering him...?
Should... should I do something...?
I raised my head to go ahead and ask, but then I have faced the handsome face of the hottie who was back asleep with the most innocent expression I've ever seen.
It would actually feel bad to disturb him when he is like that so I only allowed myself to stretch my neck and steal a tiny little peck from his lips and I nuzzled against his chest making myself comfortable and...
…
…
…
…damn, he's big...
It was bothering me, alright?!
It was impossible for me to just stay still, after all, I rubbed my legs together trying to withstand the awakened feeling, but that helped nothing.
No...
I really shouldn't be disturbing his sleep...
He said that he has low blood pressure, so he's clearly not a morning person – I let him have his rest...
I looked up once again...
...and lowered my eyes back on his chest, blinded by the innocence.
...hey...
...the more I look...
...his chest is cute too...
A little kiss will not wake him up... will it...?
I thought to myself gently pressing my lips against his skin.
...alright... maybe not that gently – when I pulled my head away it turned out I left a reddish mark on his skin...
...a hickey...
...I... I...
Holy...!
That felt like I was marking him as my own...!
A sudden burst of excitement lit a fire in my chest.
I kissed him again, and again... then my eyes raised up to his neck and my next target was acquired...
"...hmmmmm...?"
Lucian let out a cute confused sound and his eyelids shook – and I flinched, hurriedly pulling away, a tiny string of saliva still connecting my lips to his skin briefly shone in the dark reflecting the light of a headlights of a passing car– but he ended up not waking up.
…
..so I went right back to my new favorite activity.
It was still early...
...and there were still a lot of places I wanted to claim with my lips...
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