Dark Moon Rising

Chapter Seventeen: Starting Fires Wherever We Go (Warning: NSFW)

Adrian's Point of View

I dressed hastily, avoiding eye contact with Crypta. Although I sincerely told my friend I didn't sense a mate bond with her, I felt something undefined. I hoped things wouldn't become awkward. When friendships turn intimate, complications arise. Establishing a purely physical connection can often become complicated, even with the best intentions.

Rogue didn't show up that night. Our friend messaged us that she was staying at Damian's. Crypta and I had a great time with pizza, wings, and beer. I discovered that I was terrible at "Halo Wars." Crypta chuckled at my realization, and I playfully tickled her. Yet, our proximity and hormones became overwhelming.

Crypta straddled me and used the back of the couch for support. She rolled her hips, grinding herself against my very hard c**k, and that was all it took. Our clothes were discarded, and as I sat on the edge of the couch, Crypta sat in my lap, facing the opposite direction. She bent down and grabbed her ankles while I thrust into her hard and fast. Feeling her come undone on me had me finding my release rather quickly.

Limbs tangled, lips pressed together, tongues intertwined, hands roving, we couldn't seem to get enough of being inside of one another and finding our release in each other. I lay down on top of Crypta, entering her from behind. I thrust deep, my enormous c**k pounding her from behind as she screamed my name out in pleasure. Crypta climbed on top of me once again after we both climaxed. I sat with my feet on the ground, and Crypta sat on my lap again, facing the same direction. She then leaned down, keeping her hands on the ground. It looked ridiculous like I was using her as a wheelbarrow. But it felt incredible, and Crypta was dripping c*m when my seed exploded inside of her yet again.

We ended things in a spoon position, with one of Crypta's legs resting on top of the couch, allowing me to enter her deeper as I rubbed and pinched her very sensitive clit. She moaned as I used a flicking motion to stimulate her c******s. The orgasm Crypta had this time was intense, her whole body shaking as I held her close to me, releasing myself once more inside of her magical p***y.

I lifted Crypta into my arms and carried her to the bathroom. We shared a shower, experiencing an intimate moment as we washed each other with gentle attention. I kissed her deeply at that moment, recognizing that we had ventured into something more than friendship where we could no longer turn back. Crypta reciprocated the kiss with equal fervor. What was this undeniable connection between us?

"Can I convince you to sleep with me tonight?" I asked in a quiet voice.

I sensed that I would desire her numerous more times and hoped that Crypta shared the same sentiment. Although she didn't verbalize a reply, she nodded while biting her lip. My c**k twitched at that and grew hard yet again. What about Crypta made her so captivating and impossible to resist?

I wrapped her in a towel and dried myself off before asking Crypta to sleep in my room for the night. I promised to join her after tidying up the living room, where I cleaned the evidence of our earlier activities from the couch. Putting the dishes in the dishwasher and collecting our clothes ensured that if Rogue returned unexpectedly, what had happened wouldn't be apparent. It wasn't about shame but not being prepared to share our experience with anyone else, and I sensed Crypta felt the same way.

I grabbed two bottles of water and entered my bedroom to find Crypta wearing one of my T-shirts on my bed. I don't think I've ever seen a sexier sight. She watched me with hooded eyes as I quickly discarded my boxer shorts and crawled up the bed to get closer to her. I licked up her inner thigh as Crypta trembled from the sensation of my rough tongue sliding up her until it landed on her clit. I danced around her clit with my tongue, lightly grazing it to start building a sensation. Crypta fisted the sheets with her tiny fists as I licked her clit up and down and then side to side. I lightly stroked her G-spot with my fingers in a curling motion while licking her clit. She came yet again, all over my face, and I lapped up all of her juices and then held her close to me as we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to Crypta giving me morning head. She moved the tip of her tongue up and down the base of my c**k, circling the head as my arousal quickly became evident. Crypta then lightly flicked the frenulum with the tip of her tongue as my toes curled from the pleasure she was giving me. My d**k jumped and throbbed as she licked the entire length of my c**k and then held the base as Cyrpta took the rest in her pretty mouth, sliding up and down while she sucked me off.

I exploded in mere minutes from her talented tongue. What a way to wake up in the morning! I pulled her up and into my arms, kissing the top of her head.

"It's early, and we have nowhere to rush off to today. Stay here with me. I'll prepare breakfast," I suggested.

"I may not have the luxury of idleness, but you do," Crypta grumbled.

"Once we both get ready and the tranquility is broken, I'm unsure of what awaits us. Can we stay like this a little longer, just to relish the moment together?" I pleaded.

"Fine," Crypta muttered, resting her head on my chest, seeking comfort in my embrace.

Despite her reluctance, I know deep down that Crypta desires this, too. We needed to savor these fleeting moments in our own little world before reality intruded, forcing us to decipher the significance of this night for both of us.