Page 155 of Delirium
Which was why the quietness of the house as I stepped inside unnerved me, and the fear I hadn’t felt in months now reared its ugly head. Before I could stop to think, I barged through the living room and toward the room where the twins were. As I opened the door, seeing the two of them peacefully sleeping in their cribs, the panic that started tearing through me slowly subsided, and I felt like I could breathe again.
Kaiser lifted his head lazily, and if dogs could frown, I was pretty sure he would be frowning at me. I was afraid that he wouldn’t take too well to twins, but the moment he saw them, it was as if no one else existed. He was always with them, protecting our kids, making sure that no harm ever came to them.
The nightlight was on, and not a sound came from either one of them. But where was Ophelia? I turned around, slowly closing the door behind me, and walked toward our bedroom, dropping my keys in the bowl in the kitchen. The doors were closed, but I could hear the soft sounds of music coming from inside.
She was okay. All three of them were okay. There was nothing to worry about.
My hand wrapped around the handle, pushing the door open, and I almost fell on my knees at the sight in front of me.
“Took you awhile.” Ophelia grinned, taking me in, that mischievous twinkle in her eye telling me she was up to no good. And the way she looked—my God.
She was on her knees, right in the middle of the bed, wearing nothing more than the cut I gave her and that fucking smile I loved so much. My chest rose and fell with each new breath, and I stood there frozen, taking her in, my eyes drinking in her curves, the slope of her breasts. As she dropped down on her hands, giving me a clear view of her boobs, I fucking lost it.
I tore through the room, dropping to my knees right in front of her, my hands immediately going up to cup her under the cut, earning a low moan from her.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she purred into my ear as my thumbs played with her nipples, rubbing little circles around them. She writhed on the bed, her hips moving already, yearning for more than this.
“Are you wet for me, Sunshine?” I asked, barely recognizing my own voice as the need coursed through me.
“Y-Yes,” she whimpered. “I started without you,” she admitted, looking straight at me. On a low growl, I picked her up and turned her around, seeing the small butt plug I bought for her, glaring back at me.
“Did you now?” I smirked, dragging my hand over her lower back and down over her round ass until my fingers reached the plug. “You started playing without me,” I said, pulling the plug out and slamming it back in. She whimpered and moaned, pushing against me.
“I was getting ready.” She gasped as I increased the pace, fucking her with the toy, leaving her pussy hungry and dripping for me. My eyes feasted on the wetness spreading down her thighs. “Oh, God!” she moaned loudly, dropping her head down on the bed.
“Do you need to come, Sunshine?” I asked, slowly unbuttoning my pants, and pushing them down, freeing my aching cock, eager to get inside her. But not yet. We were going to play a little game first.
“Yesss,” she hissed, pushing against me with fervor, chasing an orgasm she so desperately needed, but just as I felt her reaching the peak, just before she could come, I pulled the plug out, leaving her hanging.
“Storm!” she thundered, looking at me over her shoulder. “What the fuck?”
“Shhhh,” I crooned, wrapping my hand around her hair, pulling her up. “Do you trust me?” I asked, biting down softly on her neck, nipping at the spot until she started whimpering, pushing her ass against my hard cock.
“With my life,” was all I needed to hear, before I dragged my cock through her folds, coating myself in her juices, heady with desire, with a need to be inside her. “I want you to play with yourself,” I hummed, my tongue darting out, licking her neck, while my fist tightened around her hair, pulling her back flush with my front.
Her hand snuck down her body, disappearing between her legs, and the long moan that drawled out of her as she pressed against her clit, hit right into my groin, my balls pulling up, throbbing, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off for too long.
“Storm,” she moaned, her head falling to my shoulder, shuddering in my arms.
“I know,” I grunted, slowly pulling back, and slamming into her in one swift thrust. “Fuck!”
“Storm!”
“I love you, Sunshine.” I breathed against her neck, slamming into her relentlessly, chasing the high I always felt with her.
“I’m going to—” She whimpered as I wrapped my hand around her throat holding her to me, biting her cheek in the process. “Please,” she moaned, and spurred by her words, but the feeling in my chest, I released her, pushing her down into the mattress, my eyes zeroing onProperty of Stormwritten on her jacket, the animal in me striving, feeding off of the words, because I knew how true that was.
She was mine. Now, forever, in another life, we would always find each other.
“Come on, Sunshine,” I grunted, my hands gripping her hips in a punishing grip, chasing the high, slamming inside and feeling her walls closing around me, until she erupted, almost jumping away from me from the force of her orgasm.
“Oh my God!” she screamed, shaking as I pushed in, the familiar tingling rushing over my shoulders, toward my lower back and into my balls, until I couldn’t hold on anymore. With one lust thrust, I emptied myself inside of her, my entire body shaking from the force of my own orgasm.
I collapsed on top of her, trying to keep my weight off of her, but there was no way that I could move.
“Storm.” She laughed underneath me, her shoulders shaking. “Are you alive?”
“Give me a second,” I grunted, smiling softly while my body relaxed, and I wrapped an arm around her middle, pulling her back into me, changing our position. My cock nestled between her ass cheeks, and I knew—this was fucking heaven.
