The Wanderer - 204 (Patreon)

Chapter 204 – Big Bad Wolf

[2009 – October]

"It's time to wake up, Firefly.", a gentle voice reached Jean's ears and broke through the veils of her dreams, rousing her from her sleep.

Her eyelids fluttering open, she felt a warm presence behind her and a comforting weight around her waist. She didn't even have to think to know that it was Elijah, his familiar presence being something that was impossible for her to not recognize.

Every fiber of her being hummed in quiet joy because he was next to her, his warmth and scent the first things that greeted her when she woke up.

Slowly turning around, her eyes still sleepy, she found that her love's eyes were half-opened while he looked at her with love and untameable desire.

Elijah didn't look sleepy, just relaxed and happy, a mild smile sitting on his lips.

Feeling his fingers draw small circles on her lower back while he just looked at her as if she was incomparably precious, Jean's own emotions stirred as a deep and almost painful longing sensation awakened in her heart, her blood seemingly carrying this sensation to every part of her being.

Not thinking or caring about anything else at this moment, she reached out with her hands. Her right hand fell onto Elijah's chest, holding onto the fabric of his sweater just above his heart, while the fingers of her left hand brushed softly over his lips and cheek as she moved closer to connect their lips.

It wasn't a chaste kiss that she wanted though, her little tongue darting between her love's lips.

She wanted to be closer to him, wanted his taste, his scent, and his touch to overwhelm her senses. Jean wanted Elijah to become the only thing that she could feel because, besides him, nothing else mattered to her at this moment.

Her passion was as fiery as her beautiful locks as she kissed him without holding anything back.

This day had been one of the best days of her life, the quiet twosomeness, the pure and exuberant joy. Now, the only thing that Jean wanted was to somehow show Elijah how much their time together meant to her, and how much she loved being with him.

Simple words though, weren't enough to express what she felt.

She moved her jeans-clad thigh to wrap around his hip as she pushed herself even closer to Elijah, detesting even the smallest distance between them.

His left arm was wrapped around her waist as her love embraced her tightly, his right hand moving along her side, his thumb brushing over her breast as she let out a small mewl, her tone longing and full of need.

Stopping the intimate dance of their tongues, Jean broke their kiss as she breathed heavily, her left hand reaching out to grab Elijah's right one, their fingers intertwining.

Her forehead was pressed against his as she looked into the gorgeous shadowed eyes of her love, their emerald colour burning with immeasurable love and desire.

She slowly pushed him onto his back, straddling his waist at the same time, her hair forming a curtain of flaming locks around them that seemed to stretch out this beautiful moment, their lips almost touching as they shared their breath.

"I love you, Jean.", Elijah whispered, the heat in his eyes not dimming as a quiet spark of tenderness appeared among the dancing shadows hidden in the depths of his gaze.

Jean trembled and shuddered as she heard those words, her heart nearly unable to endure the intensity of her emotions as it beat almost painfully. If she didn't know any better, she would think that her heart tried to escape the confines of her chest and tried to bury itself in the safety of Elijah's embrace.

“I belong to you.”, she whispered back, “And I always will, my love.”

Saying so, Jean slowly sat up and gripped the bottom of her white tight-fitting turtleneck sweater before pulling it over her head in one smooth motion.

A shuddering breath left her lips when she felt Elijah's hand run up her thighs and hips, caressing her bare waist, his eyes aflame with passion and wonder as if he was enchanted by her. His single look made her feel beautiful, assuring her that it was her that he wanted.

But it wasn't just the look in his eyes as his emotions were so strong that the ambient psionic energy raged around the two of them, his desire for her an almost tangible sensation on her skin.

Answering this desire with her actions, she unclasped her half-transparent flesh-coloured silk bra and slowly pulled the straps down her shoulders, her movements graceful and soft yet incredibly seductive.

Still, despite her seductive actions, there was the faintest hint of shyness in Jean's gaze as she bared her breasts in front of Elijah like this, which only made her seem even more like an incarnation of temptation.

The next moment, sat up while pulling back his legs and pushing himself into a kneeling position with her in his, seemingly unable and unwilling to stay passive when faced with such an enchanting sight.

His hoodie and shirt disappeared like dark smoke in a storm, leaving him bare-chested.

Jean shuddered once again when she felt his perfectly defined chest touch her sensitive breasts, their hardened peaks brushing over his heated skin. She moaned and cried out quietly at the sensation, her voice sounding soft and incredibly inviting in the dimly lit room.

Her hands fell on Elijah's chest and she felt his warmth seep into her body through the point of contact, her chest giving her the same sensation.

There were also his arms that he had wrapped around her lithe figure, his hands caressing her slender back while she looked up at him with wide eyes full of tender longing.

Her fingers danced over his chest and shoulders before she moved them up his neck and buried them in his dark locks, gently pulling him down as her lips sought to connect with his again.

They kissed again, Elijah's taste running over her tongue like the most potent aphrodisiac as her breath got more and more laboured, heat gathering in her lower body while her trembling chest was desperate for his touch.

Then, it was Elijah's turn to break their kiss, his hands landing on her hips as he lifted her up so that she was forced to stand on the bedding, her breasts feeling the almost painful cold after losing contact with his warm skin.

Suppressing the urge to sink back down into his warm embrace for the moment, Jean looked down at her love, her chest heaving while her fingers affectionately combed through his hair.

She couldn't help but hum in comfort and pleasure as Elijah leaned forward, his lips making contact with her abdomen. He left behind a path of kisses, his tongue mischievously diving into her navel for a moment, while his hands unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled down the skin-tight piece of clothing, along with her flimsy underwear.

But even while he did all that, his heated gaze stayed locked with hers.

As if hypnotized by his gorgeous shadowed eyes, Jean didn't resist nor did she take notice of the moment when he had completely undressed. Her nakedness though became obvious when Elijah's hands gently ran up her legs while he left a trail of kisses from one hip to the other.

Suddenly though, her love grabbed her hips with his large warm hands while turning around, and laid her down on the bedding again, causing her to cry out in surprise and hold tightly onto his forearms.

Looking down at her while kneeling between her spread legs, her sex bare and exposed along with the rest of her form, Elijah smiled lovingly, a hint of boyish charm in his features as his eyes glowed with a clear and tender light.

"It's dangerous to be so beautiful, you know?", he said with an impish whisper while leaning forward and moving to cover her smaller frame with his large one, his forehead lightly touching hers, "Aren't you afraid of being eaten up by a big bad wolf?"

Her arms raising up to wrap around his chest, Jean gently placed her hands on Elijah's back while her legs made more room for her love to bring him even close. She loved the way his large frame surrounded her, his presence gifting her with warmth and a feeling of safety that nothing else could.

Smiling like a blooming flower, quiet bell-like giggles leaving her lips, she left a light kiss on her love's lips as she whispered: “I'm all yours, my big bad wolf.”