Chapter 156
I stretched my sore loins and groaned as the stiffness made all my muscles aches I rubbed my face and looked around the darkroom, noi kro
of the day it was since the curtains in the room were closed. In the last few weeks, Blake and I had been sharing his room. I was meant to move al me things into his room, but after the wedding, we wanted a new place; it didn’t make sense to move and then remove again,
1 rubbed my face and tried to recall what day it was. My memory was foggy, and my aching body wasn’t helping me think. As I turned to my side i balizati couldn’t feel any clothing on my body. Every inch of me was touching the soft sheets Blake’s interior designer had purchased for him. I propped pastelf up on one elbow and looked around. I had a top sheet over my body, and I was alone in the bed, but I could hear the shower going.
Blake must be having a shower. Lucky asshole. I rolled my eyes.
My attempt to sit up was met with another series of aches shooting through my body. This time, the pains came from the southern region of my body. My head filled with memories of all the activities Blake and I had participated in.
It had been four days that we had been locked in the apartment since my sudden urge to nasty fuck Blake in my office. Everything that day happened so fast. My memories of how we got home were hazy, but everything after that I remember pretty well. Blake throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me op to the apartment before laying me on the kitchen counter and fucking me.
We were both so worked up by the time we got to the apartment; the kitchen was as far as we got. I smiled at the thought of him ripping my skirt and shirt like they were old rags played in my head.
After we were done with the kitchen counter, Blake moved us to the couch and then to the dining table. We definitely did not run out of space to try new positions. Blake stayed true to his word and did Google more ways to fuck once he ran out of his ideas.
The most surprising part for me was my heightened sexual desire for Blake. Of course, I loved Blake, and our sex life was amazing. We had some incredible sex, and I usually couldn’t get enough of him; however, the desire I had burning in me at that moment was very different. In the few days we had been locked up, all I could think about was sex. I just wanted to be near Blake with our sweaty bodies intertwined in some different position. My skin felt like it was on fire if Blake wasn’t touching me. My pussy painfully throbbed and ached if I had gone too long between our sexual encounters.
The few times we did stop, Blake used it as an opportunity to feed me or call The Coven or his father to talk about the current situation. He was confident that I had more werewolf blood than expected.
My “Heat“, as he explained it, was enough to send everyone searching for answers.
One of the text messages he received from Klaus indicated they had potentially found a way to lift the suppressant I had. Blake was eager to see them as soon as I was feeling better so we could get to the bottom of my life’s secrets. Although his eagerness to bend me over and fuck me on demand was much greater than us finding out the truth.
Blake was enjoying every bit of my increased libido. He happily took/care of me every time I asked for sex. It got to the point where all he wore around the apartment was his boxers so that he didn’t have to peel too many pieces of clothing off. I definitely wasn’t complaining, and if my aching limbs were any evidence, I took full advantage of my Heat, although it wasn’t all about sex. There were times where a spike in my hormones made me want to cry. Blake would cuddle me and comfort me in those times. It made me love and appreciate him even more in those times. He was very attentive and did everything in his power to make me feel better.
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