TBDNS - Chapter 50

Episode 50. Captured by a Wolf

“I thought I was going to die holding it in.”

He was still laughing, but Adele felt creepy. It felt like a huge wave was slowly encroaching on her ankles.

If this continues...

Was it because the fireplace flames were reflecting in his eyes? His blue eyes seemed to glow red.

Adele soon realized what was going to happen.

“Hey, wait, Chris...!”

She quickly picked up the robe that had fallen to the floor and put it on, but Christine was quicker to pick Adele up.

Of course, there was a bed right where he was heading.

The bed with its light peach-colored bedding and flowing lace canopy was the pinnacle of romanticism, perfect for a first night...

Hey, wait, this isn’t it!

“Chris, I’m not ready yet...”

“You washed up. What else do you need to prepare?”

He arrived in front of the bed in an instant and furrowed his brows. He looked quite displeased at being stopped.

“You... you didn’t wash.”

Oh my! That was the only excuse she could think of at that moment.

“Can I wash up and come back?”

He asked innocently, even with his eyes sparkling.

Adele eventually burst into laughter.

Yes, he is the person she loves the most in the world. Everything she would risk her life to protect.

She cupped the cheek of this innocent beast and whispered softly,

“I’ll just look at you today.”

His lips looked redder and moister than usual after drinking wine. Adele couldn’t stand it anymore, so she carefully placed her lips on those sexy lips.

Yes, it’s all because she's drunk.

Maybe she had been holding back as hard as Christine.

***

Their lips overlapped each other without stopping, and their breaths tangled.

Every time, Adele felt a pleasant heat, making her whole body tired, and her head felt like it was melting.

Chook.

As his lips parted regretfully, Adele realized that she was lying on the bed. She was trapped between his knees and arms.

It seemed that she couldn’t bite him anymore. Of course, she didn’t want to bite him. His gaze, looking down at her, was so hot that she just wanted to escape from this pressure.

It was as if she had become prey in front of a huge beast. She felt like she would be swallowed up and torn to pieces by those calm, blue eyes.

She was afraid of that, but her heart was pounding with a strange curiosity behind it.

How would he hold a woman?

What would it feel like to be held?

“Why, are you scared?”

He still looked down intimidatingly, but his voice was affectionate.

His shoulders filled Adele’s field of vision.

Were they really that broad?

“Scared, scared...”

But Adele stuttered, and even the end of her voice cracked.

Damn it.

When she bit her lip,

“It would be bad if you got hurt. It’s mine now.”

Christine gently sucked her lips.

Then he reached out and rubbed the wick of the candle to extinguish it.

***

“Why, why, the light...?”

Adele asked in confusion in the darkness.

“I think you’ll be embarrassed. Should I light it again?”

“Oh, no... It’s a hassle.”

Adele quickly shook her head.

The flames of the fireplace were burning, but the light was blocked by Christine’s large back and did not reach her. She was left alone with this feisty beast on the dark bed.

The secret atmosphere was suffocating, but maybe the darkness was better.

She didn’t know where to look or what expression to make when they were in bed together like this.

More than anything, her face seemed too red.

He had grown up with her since childhood, but now he felt like a stranger.

She was embarrassed, embarrassed, nervous...

Then a large hand swept Adele’s wet hair back.

“Relax, Adele.”

But his breathing was also rough. His shoulders seemed to be visibly shaking.

“You seem nervous, too?”

“No, I’m excited.”

“What?”

His thumb rubbed along the lines of Adele’s eyebrows.

Adele couldn’t see him well because it was dark, but somehow she felt like he was seeing everything about her. No, she even felt like she was being observed.

So he just stared at Adele in the darkness.

“What, what are you doing?”

Christine, who seemed like he would rush in excitedly at any moment, was unexpectedly hesitant, so Adele finally asked. It felt like he was just aiming with his bowstring fully drawn. It might have been better if he had done something.

“Why do you want me to hug you quickly?”

“Idiot. What are you talking about?”

“Wait. I’m thinking about how I’m going to eat you up.”

“When you say that, I feel like I’m really prey.”

“Do you understand now?”

But Adele chuckled.

“Actually, you don’t know either, right?”

“I don’t know?”

“This is the first time... right?”

He answered Adele’s cautious question by flinching.

Adele was a little surprised, too. She had thought so, but there had never been a woman with that kind of person and ability before.

Christine made an excuse.

“I’m not doing this because it’s the first time. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you. I don’t want to give you a terrible memory if I do it wrong...”

“That can’t be true.”

Adele smiled, caressing Christine’s cheek.

“I’m a little nervous... but I’m making love to you, my favorite person, Chris.”

Chook.

Christine couldn’t stand it anymore and wrapped his hand around Adele’s hand and kissed her palm. Then he licked her pulse point on her wrist with his tongue.

Adele let out a faint laugh as if it tickled her, but that laugh was soon eaten by his lips.

His kiss was hotter and more passionate than before. It became so persistent that it seemed like it would take away even her breath.

While Adele was dazed, his hand naturally went under her chemise and caressed her body. The skin he brushed past tickled pleasantly and heated up.

Adele felt like a strange moan would burst out between her lips, but Christine swallowed it all every time.

His touch became more and more secretive and bold. It was the first time, but it was awkward, yet strangely erotic and sensual.

Adele's toes curled involuntarily, and she twisted the bed sheets in an unbearable state.

At that moment, Christine bit her flesh on her chemise.

"Ah... Yeah...!"

She groaned without realizing it and looked at him in embarrassment.

Christine seemed to be watching as well, hesitating. The moans Adele had let out had left an awkward aftertaste in the bedroom.

"I, I'm just a little nervous..." 

She quickly made an excuse out of embarrassment.

"That's cute."

His breath was hot against her face.

"What are you talking about..."

"Tell me more."

He continued to explore the place he had bitten just a moment ago without hesitation.

"Crish... Hmph!"

Surprised, Adele hit his shoulder, but instead of moving, her hand only hurt.

Adele gradually collapsed under the rough and stimulating feeling. Before she knew it, she buried her fingers in his hair and melted into this unfamiliar and strange pleasure.

In the meantime, Christine pulled up her chemise and lowered his lips to her body without leaving a trace.

Chook, Chook...

Her white skin, engulfed in heat, turned pink, and red flowers bloomed wherever his lips passed.

The nerves in her entire body were so sensitive that Adele couldn’t hold back the sounds that were coming out, no matter how hard she tried. It was embarrassing, but at some point, she couldn’t care less.

When she was briefly released from him, she felt like she had become a sloshing candle. While she was barely catching her breath, feeling helpless, Christine got up and stood in front of the bed.

He looked at Adele, who was all disheveled, and began to take off his clothes. She felt his sharp, hot gaze looking down at her. Adele couldn’t control her strange excitement as the gaze swept over her body.

So she smiled seductively without realizing it and took on a very seductive pose. With a really lewd and erotic gesture, as if she were a harem. It was fortunate that the bed was dark.

Thud.

In an instant, Christine, who was unbuttoning his shirt, grabbed the clothes and ripped them off. The buttons flew away, and the shirt he had quickly taken off and thrown down fell to the floor.

“What, what is this...?”

“I can’t stand looking at you.”

Adele’s heart sank, and she quickly flinched.

“What are you talking about? What did I do!”

Damn, it was like a thief’s own feet were numb.

“Well, what did you do?”

Christine approached Adele on his knees.

Every time he got closer, he could hear rough breathing like an animal, and the bed rocked.

Adele felt nauseous as if she had motion sickness.

However, the silhouette of the man with his back to the fireplace light was so beautiful that she couldn’t take her eyes off him.

The way his shoulders rose and fell with each breath and his muscles hardened as his tendons rose felt extremely erotic due to the secretive atmosphere.

It felt hard enough that it didn’t feel like even a finger could fit through it, even though it was human skin.

What would it feel like to touch it?

Soon, his knee came between hers and stopped.

Their eyes met in the darkness. They felt a much stickier heat entangle them. Her heart raced.

“Do you want to touch it?”

He asked.

“Huh? Huh...”

Strange curiosity.

Odd anticipation.

And a little fear...

Adele carefully reached out and caressed his thick chest.

“Adele, this is too much.”

A deeply hushed voice sounded as if pleading.

At that moment, everything inside Adele felt like it had burst out of nowhere.

“Hold me, hold me... Chris...”

His muscles seemed to tense up in the darkness, and then he charged at her like a beast.

After that, Adele couldn’t think of anything.

It seemed like she could hear drums pounding in her ears.

Her breathing was suffocating as if someone was pounding her heart.

The fear of being swept away by a huge wave and being torn apart by the whole body came over her.

She just held on with all her might to not let him go.

Terrible pain and maddening pleasure came over her alternately and simultaneously.

Then, as a tingling thrill ran down her spine, her body shook on its own, and her reason evaporated.

Adele cried and hit him, then sobbed and wanted.

It felt as if her soul was being controlled by someone else.

It was surprising that such hot and passionate emotions were lurking inside her.

What was clear was that all of this was with Christine... It was fortunate.　

***

Christine threw out hia burning passion and hugged Adele so tightly that she almost crumbled.

Whitely flickering joy.

Thump.

Thump.

He felt the pulse of their hearts in their touching chests.

Feeling their hearts beating in time with each other, she felt like they were completely one.

Christine was overwhelmed by the overwhelming feeling that made his chest ache.

The bedroom was filled with her sweet body scent.

The sweet smell of her flesh that had made him thirsty for so long now naturally permeated him. It was very satisfying that Adele smelled like his body scent, too.

She had become completely this.

Still, he couldn’t let her go because he wanted her more and more.

He didn’t want to let her go until he died.

However, Adele squirmed in his arms as if he couldn’t breathe.

“Whew!”

He let go with a long, soft breath and regret, and Adele collapsed onto the bed.

“I really thought I was going to die... Uh...”

Her eyelids closed without even being able to properly say the last words.

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