I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.
Chapter Ten:
I felt euphoric and pleasantly sore, when I woke up. I was warm and I could feel the breeze from the open windows on my skin. I was tangled up in Chris and Peter, with a sheet thrown haphazardly over us.
I nuzzled closer into Chris' chest and opened my eyes, stifling a yawn. Peter's arm tightened around my middle and I felt Chris begin to stir. He pressed a kiss on my forehead and I sighed in contentment.
"A girl could get used to this." I whispered. I looked up and saw Chris giving me a small smile.
"You can wake up like this every morning, baby. Just say the word." He promised. I pressed a soft kiss to his chest.
"Thanks, daddy," I purred. He bit his lip and I knew he was planning something.
"Move onto your back, baby." He commanded as he got out of bed. I did as he told me and moved to my back. Peter scooted closer, still in a deep sleep.
Chris moved the sheet off of us and spread my legs, before settling in between them. He kissed the inside of my ankle and moved his lips slowly up my leg. I trembled against him, as smirked up at me. He licked from the inside of knee to my inner thigh. I gasped, as he got closer to my heat.
His tongue was on me and I struggled to stay still. We locked eyes and I couldn't look away. I moaned, as he hummed against me. Peter's hand moved to the inside of my legs and held Chris' head closer to me. I looked over at him and he gazed at us intently. Chris winked and I felt my release building already. Between the pair of them, I feel like I have zero stamina.
"She's so close, Christopher. Be a good boy and make her come on her daddy's tongue. I think she'll reward you with some cream." Peter's voice was low and soft and left no room for argument.
On command, Chris flicked his tongue in just the right way and I came with a squeal. Peter held me still with one hand, as my back arched. Chris just kept lapping, while Peter held him there.
I squirmed and pushed them away, when it got to be too much. I shook my head and grabbed the discarded sheet to cover myself with.
"I can't go again." I told them. Chris just laughed.
"Neither can we, Sweetheart. Christopher was just showing off, darling. And you were such a good girl, by indulging the old man." Peter teased. I laughed and curled up next to him.
"I'm only a few years older than you, brat." Chris corrected Peter. He swatted Peter on his backside and Peter just winked at him.
"Later, lover. We are all still recovering from last night."
The long weekend was a dream. A sexed out, entirely tooth-rottingly sweet dream. I felt pampered and taken care of and safe. And I couldn't get enough.
I never wanted it to end. I never wanted this feeling to end.
Everything about our relationship screamed that we were moving too fast, but I didn't want to slow down. We just fit. It was insane and I fucking loved it.
"What exactly happened on that weekend of yours, Bon? I barely got a text back." Lydia asked, as we opened up the bar. I bit my lip and offered her a smile.
"We became official and we finally slept together." I admitted.
"Wait, you had them that whipped and you hadn't put out yet? Damn girl. I'm impressed. How was it?" She asked. I blushed and shook my head.
"It was great – perfect. I've never felt like this before. They're amazing." I gushed. She smiled at me and pulled me into a hug. I relaxed against her and squeezed her back.
"I'm so happy for you! We should double date. Or triple? Jordan and I have someone in mind for Stiles. You'll love her."