Bites & Addiction - Chapter 39：The Nightmare

Tired from hiking, we came back to our place and sagged into the depth of our bed. I snuggled against his chest and sighed contentedly remembering the scene at sunset. He was so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of him while he fell asleep. I’d never seen him asleep before. Maybe the reason was he never sleeps. However, it seemed to me that he was tired too, since his blood died had been reduced all of a sudden.

I was admiring his gorgeous face, tracing my fingers along his jawline when a deep line between his brows appeared and his grip on my shoulder tightened as his fingers digging into my skin.

He was sweating, breathing hard and groaning as if in pain.

“Roman,” I whispered, a different kind of panic rising within me. I tried to get free from his bruising grip but it rather tightened more. “You’re hurting me.”

“No! No!” He murmured, his breathing heavy. “I lost it! I lost it again!” Immediately, I came to my senses that he was having a nightmare, so I jabbed him in his ribs. When it didn’t work, I shook him roughly to wake him up from his nightmare.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and his grip on me loosened, however his breathing was still rough and fast.

“It’s okay. You’re okay. It was just a dream.” I tried to calm him as I clasped his cheeks. And immediately, his breathing relaxed as he squeezed his eyes to contain himself.

“I saw myself in my dream, covered in blood.” He said after a moment as he sat up, his breathe shaky, “Your blood.”

“It was just a dream, Roman.” I assured him, giving him a warm hug. “See, I’m right here in your arms and I’m not going anywhere.”

“But it felt real.” He breathe against my neck. “You felt real. I don’t want to go back to sleep. I’m so fucking scared, what if I see that again.”

There was only one way to stop that dream Haunting him. And I did exactly what I felt right in that moment.

Pulling the tank top over my head, I threw that aside and unhooked my bra. “Then don’t.” I said while his darkened eyes watching me intensely. I stood up to remove my shorts and panties. His eyes were fixed on my face until I undressed myself. I looked down at him as his eyes travelled down to my long legs, and he gulped. “Fuck me until you forget about your nightmare.” I said.

“Are you sure about that?” I sensed the way his voice holding a warning, yet I nodded and smiled at him ignoring the fact that he could lose his control this time. Because in that moment, he needed me, so badly.

He traced a line along my leg making a warm shiver ran down my spine. He started kissing my leg, making a path to my thigh. I was already aroused from his slight touch. There was an itching inside of my core to take him, to feel him. He was well aware of my body that how it automatically react from his touches.

A Drop of my juice slid down along my thigh, and in the next moment I felt his tongue on me. I grabbed his hair as my legs went numb feeling his warm mouth on my pussy. His mouth and tongue begin to go to work and in seconds, he had me moaning in pleasure. My body started to shake a little as my excitement builds with the need for more stimulation. He pulled me down making me laying on my back. I spread my legs so he could continue smashing my pussy with his mouth.

“Wider.” He demanded in a deep voice, and I did.

He began to lick up and down my slit while using his fingers to pull the folds of my swollen pussy lips away from around the clit. I clutched the sheets and scream loudly as his mouth doing magic to my cunt. “Oh god, Roman.” He replaced his tongue with his fingers and started thrusting them in and out of my wet pussy.

“Now…come for me, baby.” He said.

Now my body felt the climax as his finger touched the sweet spot inside me, and then I released myself. He pulled his fingers out of me and licked them. I was looking at him with my pleading eyes as he undressed himself, and hovered over my body. At first he attacked my lips and then found his way further down to my neck, sucking it,nibbling it, While his one hand massaging my breast. I was on cloud nine as if it was my first time. Every time we had sex, I discovered a new level of pleasure and euphoria even if he got rough with me.

Suddenly, I felt him inside me. I wrapped my legs around his torso and arms around his shoulders. His erection grew larger and harder. I felt like I was about to spit in two. He buried his face into my neck while increasing the speed of his each and every thrust.

He growled as my nails dig into his skin, but he didn’t slow down his speed. I didn’t want him to either. I was enjoying it. I liked it when he went rough with me. He made me feel like I was on some kind of drug.

My eyes were getting heavy as I was about to fall asleep.

But I couldn’t sleep, Roman needed me. What if the nightmare again tried to haunt him?

“Kiss me.” I blunted, barely opening my eyes. He pulled himself out and locked his lips on mine. This was the only way to stop me from falling asleep.

I tasted myself as he kissed me passionately, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I let my fingers rake into his soft hair while he grabbed the headboard and again entered me.

And then, the bed got broken and I felt myself sank in.

We stared at each other for a moment and then burst out laughing.

We lost our track of time, and finally I fell asleep even if I didn’t want to.