Adalind is standing at the kitchen counter when Nick enters. He takes a moment to gaze at his beautiful lover. She seemed so lost in thought, about what, Nick could not begin to wonder, that she had not heard him come in.
He decides to take advantage of that fact.
Slipping behind her, pulling her in tight and kissing her passionately from behind to keep her sound of surprise from waking their son.
He buries his nose in her hair, inhaling the scent, then moves to her neck, his hands roaming over her body with a firm pressure.
Adalind sighs as she tilts her head back, a warmth going through her body at Nick's attention.
"I need you Adalind." He whispers huskily.
And he did.
The world seemed to have conspired to drive him out of his mind with annoyance.
He needed to take pleasure in her body, her passion and the love only she has ever given him. Nick felt no shame in admitting Adalind gave him peace. She made him feel like life was worth it. That everything he had ever gone through was worth it to be able to lose himself in the sanctuary that was Adalind's body.
"You have me" she responded breathily.
Adalind loved the way Nick touched her, the way he made her feel. Whether they were slow and gentle, or savage and rough, Nick always made love to her with all consuming passion.
This time was no exception.
He moved his hands under her shirt, slipping the cups of her bra from her breast and kneading, while he devoured her neck and ground himself against her perfect ass.
Once he devested her of her shirt and bra, he than played firm kisses down the center of her back, his tongue stroking along the way. He unclasps her pants, slowly gliding them and her underwear down, he nipped and bit at the flesh of her derriere, immediately giving a lick to the area in order to sooth.
Adalind could feel her legs getting weak, they were no longer able to hold her up. It was all Nick at this point.
She was now completely bare in the kitchen. While Nick was still fully clothed.
It should feel awkward,
It was strangely erotic.
He buried his face between her legs, eating out her pussy like a starving man.
Adalind screamed with ecstasy, biting into her hand to muffle the sound.
Nick held Adalind against his face as he thrust his tongue into her hot channel, alternating between stabbing in and stroking her silky petals, he reached his hand up and pinched her clit between his fingers and felt himself grow impossibly harder at the sounds escaping her lips.
Her body quaked with her orgasm over Nick's mouth.
Nick stood then, adjusting Adalind so more of her weight was supported on the counter. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his member, now the only part of him exposed,
but not for long
He thrust into her, deep. She held onto the counter, pushing back as he snapped his hips forward.
Nick grabbed Adalind's hair at the root, jerked her head back, and then bit into Adalind's shoulder covering her body with his own in a dominant pose, laying claim to his lover.
She whimpered, it was all too much. The coolness of the counter, the heat of Nick's body pressing down on her, the pain from his teeth sinking into her skin and the pleasure from the slide of her grimms member, made being silent impossible.
No man before had caused such a reaction from Adalind's body like Nick. No one else had ever made her feel so much. So alive. So needed. So desired.
"Nick. Oh God, Nick. You have no idea what you do to me"
Nick's fingers bite into her hips, leaving more marks of dominance on her flesh.
He moans huskily into her ear "I only do to you what you do to me. What you have always done to me."
He wrapped one arm tight around her and moved his other hand to her clit, pressing hard as he thrust into her with more force.
They came in the same moment. Both trembling, Nick on top of Adalind on the counter.
As always he recovered first.
He scooped her into his arms and carried her to their bed.
Where he had been rough before, he was gentle now. Laying her carefully on the bed Nick smiled and stroked his fingers down Adalind's skin, before finally removing his clothes.
Adalind watched Nick undress. If they hadn't just had hot, rough sex, she would be demanding it now.
Nick's body put the statues of greek gods to shame.
"Just what do you think you are looking at?" He teased, slipping into bed and gathering her into his arms.
"Oh, just my very sexy grimm" Adalind teased back
"Your sexy grimm? Hmm, I like that" Nick's pulled Adalind flush against him, devouring her lips in a searing kiss.
"Me too" she whispered huskily, once their lips parted, heat again pooling between her legs. She could feel Nick's erection, and it looked like she was getting round two after all.
No real surprise.
Nick's stamina could put all other beings to shame.
And there was no way taking her against the counter would have satisfied him. Nick liked to be much more thorough in his lovemaking and was never satisfied until he had Adalind weak and boneless.
Nick returned to kissing her, his hand ran down her body in a heavy caress. Adaling sighed with pleasure and held on to his shoulders, her body responding to Nick's attention the way a piano responded to a trained musician.
He wrapped her leg around his waist and buried himself deep inside her once again. They moaned against each other's mouths, tongues reaching out to dance as their bodies writhed.
Nick lost himself in Adalind's body. His mind filled only with how she made him feel. How good he knew he was making her feel.
And when they climaxed together for the second time that night, Nick fell asleep with Adalind in his arms,
both at peace.
