“Shh, baby. You have nothing to be sorry for.” Nero wiped the tears off her face and then took her towards the shower. He quickly turned it on and checked the temperature before he led Elle to walk in.
Elle continued to hold her body while standing still under the water as she watched Nero pull off his clothes. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to fight him off. Truthfully, she didn’t want to anymore. She needed Nero because without him, she was nothing.
Elle backed up as Nero entered the shower, standing there as he took a loofa hanging from the wall and poured some soap on it. She grew nervous when he pulled her towards him to stand in front of her. He pushed at her hands to make her drop them from her body before he touched the soapy loofa to her skin and began washing.
Elle’s breath caught in her throat as Nero rubbed the loofa over her breasts. Then, when he lightly swiped down her abdomen, Elle’s stomach clenched as he ventured lower.
“Open,” Nero commanded.
Elle quickly spread her legs at Nero’s harsh word and got the pleasurable feeling back from doing as he asked. When the loofa went between her legs, Elle bit her bottom lip to avoid moaning. It had been a long time since she had been touched there, and she’d felt more of Nero’s hand than the loofa.
After what seemed like an eternity to her, Nero turned her around and washed her back. Elle saw the shampoo and grabbed it so she could wash her hair; it was the same shampoo at her house that she’d used for years, the kind with the berry scent. Elle smiled as she poured some on her hand and started rubbing it into her hair. He thought of everything.
Nero put Elle under the water and began rinsing her off, massaging his hands into her scalp. Elle thought she was going to draw blood from her lip by the time this was over, but before she knew it, she was all rinsed off.
Nero grabbed another loofa, pouring on some soap before handing it to her. “Wash me.”
Elle slowly took the loofa out of his hands and touched it to his chest. She began making circle movements over his body. She went from his chest down his arms and back to his chest, going lower to his abdomen.
Elle bit her lip again as she saw how hard his dick was. She ran the loofa down over his cock and balls and heard the deep groan out of Nero. She looked up at him, seeing the pain he was in. She had known he had to be in pain just by looking at how hard he was, though.
Elle went to run the loofa over his cock again except this time, her hand wrapped around his length.
Nero swiftly grabbed her wrist and kept her hand from moving. “Don’t. You’re still sore, and I’m on the verge of fucking you already.”
Elle looked back up at him curiously. “Is that why you haven’t kissed me yet?”
“Yes,” Nero gritted out.
The feeling of butterflies returned after being missing for months. Elle leaned forward and kissed Nero’s chest.
“Kiss me.” Elle looked up at him, and he planted his mouth on hers.
Elle hungrily kissed him back and squeezed her hand that was still over Nero’s cock, making him drop his hand. She took the opportunity and slid her hand down his length. She saw his eyes change to the wolf she remembered before watching him quickly leave the shower.
Elle frowned. She didn’t want him to leave her, but he was back before she could protest, seeing he had left to get a condom out of the bathroom drawer. When she looked at his face, she again saw his torment.
Nero pushed her up against the back shower wall with his body but stopped himself before he touched her.
“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you.” His hunger and conscience were fighting against each other.
Elle didn’t care how sore her body felt, or how badly Nero could hurt her by how hungry he must have been.
She leaned towards his chest and said, “I trust you,” before her tongue licked over his nipple.
In one quick motion, Nero had her legs wrapped around him and her back up against the wall, causing Elle to gasp and grab onto his shoulders. She could feel him press against her entrance, making the shower water not the only thing that slickened her flesh.
Nero took deep breaths, trying to calm his shaking. “Did I hurt you?”
Elle shook her head, staring into his emerald gaze.
“You’re the only girl I have looked at these past few months and imagined my dick sliding into. I haven’t fucked since the night I fucked you, Elle, and you’re the last one I will ever fuck. Tonight will be the first night anyone has slept in that bed and in this place. I couldn’t sleep here until you were in the bed beside me where you fucking belong.”
Holding her with one arm around her waist, he slowly slid her down onto his dick. Elle’s head fell forward onto his shoulder as a whimper escaped her throat. Then Nero began to pump high inside her slick pussy.
“Everything I wrote in that paper was true.” Nero’s hips quickly thrust back and forth, faster and faster, driving him in deeper and deeper.
Elle’s heart started to return to her at Nero’s words and actions. The first time they had been together, Nero had been tender and sweet. Now, Elle felt like she was stuck in the middle between pleasure and pain because Nero was fucking her hard, rough, and fast all at the same time while holding her gently against the wall. She knew he was doing twice the work by not letting her move her hips, afraid she would get hurt.
She could feel the water beating down his back and on her legs and arms, making it all the more erotic. Elle knew she wasn’t going to be able to last long, the build in her pussy growing strong from Nero fucking her so fast. She dug her nails deep down into his flesh as her legs squeezed him tighter to her.