Chapter 161: 159: Ada's POV (NSFW)

His lips felt different against mine than usual. They brought me more comfort than heat. My heart still raced, and I still felt drawn into him as our lips and tongues worked together, but there wasn’t that same fire and electricity. Something about this felt more intimate. Perhaps it was that it felt like everything was intentional and a conscious choice, not something driven by feral desire.

Phoenix’s hands roamed up the sides of my body, eventually tangling into the hair at the base of my braid on the back of my neck. Goosebumps erupted on my arms, and I sighed into his mouth. He pulled back, smiling down at me with soft eyes. My chest tightened.

I reached up and brushed my fingertips against his cheek, loving the slight flush that was growing there. He normally looked hot and delectable, especially when we were hot and heavy. But right now? Phoenix looked handsome and maybe even a bit shy.

He leaned his cheek into my touch, his eyelids slowly closing. I took in a deep breath and found that his usual earthy smell was still there. A smile formed on my lips. Even without our wolves, he was still him. My hand trailed down the side of his neck, down to his chest. It was still covered with his shirt, but I could feel his heart racing beneath my palm.

My eyes were locked on where my hand was touching him, my lips parting as I felt a slow-growing heat in my lower abdomen. Phoenix reached down and began undoing the remaining laces of my torn leather corset. His fingers brushed against my skin with each lace he undid, making me shudder with each breath I was taking.

As the material of my corset and torn shirt fell to the floor, Phoenix’s eyes scoured my upper body and chest. His fingers lightly skimmed against the areas of my skin that his eyes were looking at, as if it wasn’t something he was consciously aware he was doing. My nipples hardened beneath his gaze. Emerald eyes flickered up to mine.

I tugged at the material on his torso, giving a small giggle when he reached down and tore haphazardly at the leather covering him. His fingers fumbled over the laces of his pants, loosening them. I stared at his bare chest, swallowing. His abs glinted in the low light of the cabin, his skin shimmering with the sheen of sweat that was forming.

He reached down, undoing my pants as well. Then, our lips met again. This time, it was more feverish and messy. My fingers tangled in his tousled auburn hair, holding him to me tightly. Phoenix groaned, grabbing my hips roughly. I looped my arms around his neck, lifting my legs. He lifted me, thrusting his hips forward as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

The pressure of his thrust caused his hard cock to rub against my clit through the rough layers of fabric between us. I gasped against his mouth, lightly grinding my hips. Phoenix moved, turning to drop me onto one of the beds in the room. As he gently lowered me down, he broke the kiss. His lips roamed against the side of my neck and over my collarbones.

My back arched as they suctioned around the nipple of my right breast. Heat was spreading through my body, and I could feel a deeper flush forming on my cheeks. My hands ran down his flexing biceps. There was a gentle rocking to the ship that somehow seemed to add to the building tension between us.

Phoenix slowly removed the weapons and sheaths I had on my legs as his mouth began to work on my other breast. Soon, he was tugging down my pants, and I was lifting my hips to help get them off. Before I could relax back onto the bed, he dropped to his knees and placed his palms on the inside of my thighs, shoving them apart.

His tongue flicked my clit just once, and he growled, “Fuck, you’re so wet, Ada.”

The knuckle of his finger dragged against my full slit, and I could feel the slickness he was talking about. I tossed my head to the side. His breath was hot against my core, making me buck my hips toward him. Phoenix chuckled, placing gentle kisses against the inside of my thigh.

“You like that, don’t you?” he blew a warm breath against my core, and I moaned.

He lowered his head and began slowly exploring my core with his tongue. I drowned out the noise of the crew overhead, the sound of the waves crashing against the ship’s sides. Slowly, his tongue circled my clit before dipping down and licking around the entirety of my entrance. My hands found his hair. Phoenix moaned, the sound vibrating against me.

It was like he was exploring my body for the first time. His hands were meticulous, scouring every inch of me, and returning to the spots that made me gasp or moan or arch my back. Fingers pinched my nipples and kneaded my breasts and inner thighs, all while his tongue leisurely delved between each fold, around my slit, and in and out and around my entrance.

He clamped his mouth over my clit, sucking it softly. Between my legs started to throb dully. The sucking gave way to licking my clit dangerously slowly. I could feel every bit of the texture on his tongue. I whimpered as he began to suck again, his forefinger and thumb finding my nipple and pinching. My pussy began to pulsate, and I could feel the slow build of a climax starting.

As he released my clit and returned to his meticulous tongue exploration, the climax wracked through my body. Phoenix continued at the same pace, his jaw working with my hips as they rocked. I pulled at his hair as the spasms reached their peak, crying out.

My eyes were hazy from the pleasure as he finally pulled away. Phoenix stepped out of his own pants, his cock bouncing as it was released from the tight material. I moaned and reached for him. He knelt between my legs, stroking his cock. As he lowered himself onto me, his cock slid inch by inch into my pussy, stretching me.

He moaned as he sank into me to his hilt, resting his head on my shoulder. The weight of him between my legs seemed to stretch me almost as much as his cock did. I tilted my hips, gasping as his cock moved deeper into me and his pubic area rubbed against my still-throbbing clit.

Phoenix moved his hips back, his cock sliding out of me. A shiver ran down my spine as he lifted his head and met my eyes. He thrust forward, sinking into me. This relentless, torturing rhythm was what he maintained until he had me raking my fingernails down his back and calling out his name. My pussy gripped against his cock as I came, and he came right along with me— spurting his hot come deep within me.

As he rolled off of me, he gave a small chuckle and ran a hand over his face. We both worked to catch our breath. Once he could manage to speak, he looked over at me, eyebrows furrowed, “Why did that feel so different? So much more... important?”