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"Okay," she agreed, her voice barely audible.
In the bathroom, I helped her undress, taking my time as I unbuttoned her blouse. The sight of her soft skin sent shivers down my spine, a powerful mix of protectiveness and desire. I made sure she was comfortable in the shower before I stripped off my own clothes and joined her.
The warm water cascaded over our bodies, steam rising from the tiled floor. I reached for her, intending to pull her into a kiss, but she had other plans. With surprising force, Tess pressed herself against my chest, wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace. Her sadness washed over me like a sudden storm, leaving me momentarily disoriented.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice full of concern as I stroked her damp hair.
Tess sniffled, and it took her a moment to find her voice. "I just... I thought I'd be spending Christmas alone, and when you shifted back to human, I had hoped that we could celebrate together. But with everything that's happening, it doesn't seem like we'll be able to do anything for the holiday."
I held her close, my chest aching for her. We were both caught up in a dangerous whirlwind that neither one of us could have anticipated. My heart sank at the realization that I was the cause of her sadness. I held her tighter, vowing to make it right. "I promise, Tess, even if it's a small celebration this year, we will find a way. And next year, I'll make sure we do every Christmasy thing you want."
Her grip tightened around me, and for a moment, we simply stood there, finding solace in each other's arms. The water continued to rain down upon us, a soothing balm against the storm that raged through our lives.
"Really?" she asked, hope lighting up her eyes.
"Absolutely," I confirmed, kissing her forehead.
I rested my hands on her waist, feeling her delicate curves beneath my fingertips. A tentative smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me.
"Alright, I'll hold you to that," Tess said with a playful glint in her eyes. She reached for the soap, lathering it in her hands and then applying it to my chest. "Now hold still."
"Wait, I should be the one washing you," I protested, trying to take the soap from her grasp.
"Uh-uh," she chided, pulling the soap out of my reach. "For an entire year, you were trapped as a bottle of champagne. It's your turn to receive some care."
I frowned, wanting to argue, but I couldn't deny there was truth in her words. Instead, I sighed, letting Tess take charge. I'd never been one to let anyone care for me. When my parents skipped out on me, I'd resigned myself to living as a polar bear. Once I'd gotten over the worst of the abandonment, I'd found friends who abandoned me the moment they realized I was cursed, fearing it would spread to them. For as long as I could remember, it was me against the world... until I'd found Kael, but even then, he was nothing like Tess. We'd fight and die for each other, but at the end of the day, he wasn't family. Just a friend.
Tess gently scrubbed my arms, her fingers leaving trails of tingling warmth in their wake. It felt incredible, the intimacy of her touch coupled with the steamy water surrounding us. As she moved down to wash my legs, I couldn't help the involuntary shudder that coursed through me. The way her hands glided across my skin, careful yet possessive, sent waves of desire pulsing through my veins. I fought the urge to take her right there, knowing we both needed this moment of tenderness.
"Your turn," she declared, handing me the soap. Her eyes twinkled with mischief, daring me to continue our intimate exchange.
Taking the soap from her, I focused on giving Tess the same loving attention she had given me. Starting at her shoulders, I massaged the fragrant suds into her skin, working my way down her arms and around her waist. As my hands roamed her body, I could feel the tension melting away, replaced by a growing heat neither of us could ignore.
"Is this how humans typically shower together?" I asked, my voice low and teasing.
"Only the lucky ones," she whispered back, her breath warm against my neck as she leaned in closer.
As our soapy bodies pressed against each other, the line between care and desire blurred. My hands found their way to Tess's hips, pulling her flush against me as our lips met in a searing kiss. The taste of her, the feel of her body pressed against mine, it was more than I could've imagined during my year of captivity. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I felt alive, and it was all thanks to her.
"Remember," Tess murmured against my lips, "no matter what happens today, we'll always have this moment."
"Promise?" I asked, needing that reassurance more than I cared to admit.
"Promise," she whispered, sealing our vow with another passionate kiss.
Kneeling before me, she licked her lips and locked eyes with mine. Gently she reached out to hold my hard shaft, stroking it slowly from tip to base before pressing the head of my cock between her soft lips. Her tongue flicked out, running over the sensitive skin and teasing me until I was gasping for air. The sensation was overwhelming and I shuddered as heat raced through my body. Her fingertips explored my balls gently while her tongue traced patterns on the underside of my shaft, flicking lightly at the tender flesh under the head. I slid a hand into her hair, cradling her head so I could feel her suck my cock. A flick of her tongue meant for pleasure but which sent jolts of pain through my soul threatened to undo me completely.
Tess leaned in, sucking me deep until I pressed against the back of her throat. My hand, still holding the back of her head, clenched involuntarily and my grip tightened as I struggled not to move. I was too close, way too close to coming.
"Stop, Tess," I gasped, feeling the edge creeping closer and closer. "I need... inside you."
She released me with a wicked grin, crawling up my body like a predator stalking its prey. Her balance tipped as she overcompensated when she stood. I balanced her, making sure she was steady before I loosened my grip. She stroked me once more, a primitive growl escaping from deep within my chest. "Hadrian," she purred, "fuck me."
"My pleasure," I murmured, pressing her hands against the cool tiles of the shower wall. Her back arched, her breasts heaving with anticipation, and it took all my willpower not to ravish her then and there.
I licked my lips, rubbing myself against her inviting entrance. I thrust forward with a feral hunger, pushing deeper as she gasped in pleasure beneath me. Her inner walls quivered around me, and I lost myself to the call of the mate bond. My hands roamed across her body in a frenzy. Gripping her hips, my arousal throbbed as I teased her with gentle circles of my hips. She gasped and trembled with desire as I pushed further and deeper inside her.
"Harder," she begged, nails digging into my shoulders as I drove into her with unrelenting force. Every stroke brought me closer to the abyss, but I refused to let go, needing to feel her shatter beneath me first.
