“Oh… Sin!”
Klaus’s grip on her thigh tightened as he sucked on her swollen, sensitive nub, her wetness making her moan again. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.
Morticia couldn’t describe the feeling coursing through her. It made her head spin with pleasure, her toes curling as his teeth grazed her clit.
She gasped, eyes darting to him. The sight of him buried between her legs only fueled the fire inside her.
Too hot.
She had never seen anything so exciting, especially when he looked up at her, flashing a dazed smile. His gaze was incredibly seductive, making her bite her lip to stifle the loud cry threatening to escape her throat.
His lips parted again, taking her folds into his mouth, his tongue teasing her with deliberate movements. Her hands clenched the sheets, her legs parting further, inviting more.
Whatever he was doing, she didn’t want it to stop.
“Klaus… ohh,” she moaned, locking eyes with him.
“Sin,” he corrected in a hoarse voice, returning to devour her.
“Sin,” she gasped, her voice more a moan. Her legs quivered, craving more. It felt too good.
Ask him what the sexiest sight he’d ever seen was, and Klaus wouldn’t hesitate: it was the sight of Bunnie, back arched, wet lips parted, chest rising with hardened n! pples while he buried his face between her legs.
How could something be so beautiful, enough to drive him mad? No woman had ever made him feel this way. Was it because she was innocent?
He didn’t care.
He wanted to see this view every single day.
He dove his tongue deeper. She tasted and smelled too good, and he wanted this in his bed every night. How would her wetness taste? He was about to find out.
Flicking his tongue over her clit, her body squirmed, and he held her in place. Without asking, Klaus slid his middle finger into her wet core, slowly.
Morticia shut her eyes at the uncomfortable sting.
“You okay?” he asked, sensing her discomfort. She nodded as the pain faded.
Klaus pushed his finger further, sliding it out before gently thrusting it back in. His tongue continued its assault. The heat in her stomach doubled, making her moan louder.
“Uhmm… Sin,” she moaned, her hand reaching for his hair, tangling her fingers in it as he devoured her. The combination of his finger and tongue was too much, her legs clamping greedily around his muscular frame as his finger slid in and out, slowly increasing its pace.
A sensation built up, and Klaus’s finger hit a spot she’d come to love. “Oh God!” she cried, her back arching as she moaned his name repeatedly until she collapsed back onto the bed, breathless and sweaty.
She opened her eyes slowly, meeting Klaus’s gaze as he hovered over her.
“Your first release,” he whispered, his eyes hooded. “How was it?”
Morticia was still processing what had happened, so she nodded, unable to speak.
Klaus smiled and lay beside her, pulling her close as she rested her head on his broad chest.
“Thanks,” she whispered, looking up at him. He met her gaze, staring for a moment.
“You taste fucking good,” he murmured, and she blushed beneath him. His fingers stroked her hair, tucking it behind her ear.
Today had been the best day of her life, experiencing new things with Klaus. She couldn’t count how many times she had laughed, been teased, or moaned today. A big part of her didn’t want this to end.
Her seven-year fantasy had come true-hadn’t it?
How did Klaus see her? Especially when he wasn’t the type to date. Was she foolish to let him do these things to her? What if he called it a fling again?
Morticia wouldn’t be able to handle it. It would break her beyond repair.
She was diving into something that could destroy her, yet she felt the moment was worth it. His arms around her, his kisses, his touch, and the intense sensations she had felt earlier… all worth it.
Even if this moment was fleeting, she would savor it.
A rough path lay ahead. She could feel it-Klaus’s nature, her brother, and maybe something else she didn’t yet know.
But she was ready to face it. And if things didn’t go her way, she would always remember this moment she had managed to experience.
That was how deeply she loved Klaus.
“What are you thinking?” Klaus’s question broke her train of thought.
She wanted to ask him so many questions. Did he feel the same way? Would he still look at other girls? What were they now?
But Morticia pushed those thoughts away, not wanting to ruin the moment. Klaus’s temper was easy to trigger, and he might leave her side-something she definitely didn’t want.
“Nothing,” she whispered, and Klaus raised a brow. She quickly changed the topic. “Can we watch a movie? We haven’t even had dinner.”
“I had mine… though I wouldn’t mind having it again,” he teased, and she blinked. “Just kidding. I’ll order pizza.”
Later, the doorbell rang, and Klaus went to get the pizza. He paid the delivery man and locked the door, sitting beside Morticia, who had placed two cokes on the table.
“What are we watching?” Klaus asked, reaching for the remote.
“I don’t know… you pick,” Morticia shrugged, taking a bite of pizza. She was starving.
Klaus sighed. “I hardly watch movies. You choose.”
“Should we watch SpongeBob then?” she asked with her mouth full.
“I’m not a kid,” he retorted, and Morticia rolled her eyes.
“They never said it’s just for kids. Adults like it too. Besides, you asked me to choose…”
“Fine,” he cut in before she could finish. Morticia let out a secret smile, sipping her coke.
Twenty minutes into the show, Klaus’s mouth was practically hanging open at the absurd stunts on screen.
He glanced at Morticia, who was engrossed, smiling at the screen. She looked at him, blinking twice with pouted lips.
“What?”
“How the hell are you enjoying this?” he asked.
“Huh?”
“How can there be fire underwater? A car crashes into them, and they get up the next second. SpongeBob sliced himself into pieces, and a snail… the snail meowed! It’s not a cat! And Patrick literally swallowed his own brain and laughed. How the fuck Sandy able to stay underwater? And what’s a rocket doing under the-”
Morticia’s laughter cut him off, echoing through the room as Klaus stared at her seriously, only making her laugh harder.
She rolled onto the floor, laughing until her stomach hurt.
“This show is dumb,” he muttered, standing up and shaking his head at the crazy Bunnie laughing for no reason. “I’m going to bed.”
Morticia quickly got control of her laughter and ran after him.
“Wait, sorry!” she called still laughing, she used the couch for support to stand as Klaus continued upstairs.
“Klaus, wait!”