Arielle Rainbow (Familiar Blessed Chronicles Book 2) Read online

  Anyways, he was too transfixed on his new book and would stay up to watch Noah until Harrison came to relieve him for bed.

  That meant I could stay all night with Gabriel, and I was a bit excited. When I'd changed, I wore one of the special lingerie sets Celestia's mother had given me. I didn't think I'd use it since I didn't sleep in my human form often, but I was now thankful to have the purple lacy two-piece that had neon pink trimming.

  I couldn't tell what power lingerie possessed, but it did make me feel real confident in it. This one held my breasts well and the panties made my butt look pretty perfect. My goal was to beg Celestia for some of them so I could wear them more often. Maybe even please some of the guys?

  Typically when I shifted into my human form, I did have a basic bra and pair of underwear, but it was a plain color and wasn't lace or anything fancy. Just cotton material that was more for comfort than for show. This piece, on the other hand, was perfect, and though I doubted we'd do anything remotely close to "sex," I hoped he'd get a glimpse of me wearing it.

  Would be nice to display it for him, and it would blow my mind if he actually took it off me. Ya, my imagination is going wild today.

  "Want to head back inside?" Gabriel suggested. "You go first."

  "Okay," I replied, needing to clear my thoughts from my steamy imagination. "See you in a bit."

  I went in first while Gabriel worked on putting out the fire and cleaning up. Walking back into the house, I washed my hands before I headed upstairs to the bedroom.

  My eyes stared at the single king size bed and felt my cheeks grow hot.

  What if we DO do something? I don't really have much experience. Are there even condoms? Would they have condoms? Where would we get condoms? Wait… do I need to even worry about that when I'm a girl? I guess… ugh! This may not even happen. I'm just over thinking.

  I groaned and moved to sit on the bed. I give up. This takes too much willpower.

  Lying back, I stared at the ceiling while my mind wandered aimlessly. The clips of the show I'd been watching flickered through my mind.

  Ugh. Can't think about that.

  Closing my eyes, I wondered about each of the familiars I'd met. It was interesting how I never really focused on being with anyone; my primary concern had always been on Celestia.

  To reminisce on having a boyfriend or multiple boyfriends who were interested in me, made me feel a bit special.

  It just felt weird to think someone would be interested in me, but it did feel nice. That someone actually thought I was intriguing enough to pursue a relationship with me.

  The room was quiet, and I listened to the cricket sounds coming from outside; the constant repetitive noise made me sleepier by the second.

  I'm not going to sleep… just resting… my… eyes...

  * * *

  Something brushed my cheek, and I opened my eyes to see a pair of pink ones looking down at me.

  "Gabriel?" I mumbled.

  "Hey, sleeping beauty," he replied with a smile.

  "Huh, Bru? I wasn't sleeping." I blinked my eyes a few times to adjust to the dim lights.

  His grin widened and, unexpectedly, he leaned down to kiss me gently on the lips. It was a bittersweet kiss, and I let my eyes close as I enjoyed the tenderness of our union.

  "You were asleep when I got up here," he whispered against my lips.

  "Was I?" I whispered back. "What time is it?"

  "About two in the morning," Gabriel leaned back to rest on his side of the bed.

  It took me a moment to take in his words and I slowly sat up to yawn. Glancing around the dim room, I focused my gaze on the clock that, indeed, read two in the morning.

  I fell asleep...

  Pouting my lips, I ran my hand through my hair and frowned. "Oh."

  "Why do you look so disappointed?" he asked.

  "I… wanted more alone time with you, Bru," I mumbled.

  When will I get a chance to hang with him again? If we’re going in order, it’ll be weeks before we get to hang again.

  He reached out and placed his hand on mine that lay on my left thigh. "We still have plenty of time before we head back, Arielle. There are lots of other opportunities as well. It's not our last time ever seeing one another."

  "It feels that way," I muttered, closing my eyes. "I… want to explore other things, but I don't know how? I'm not experienced in any of this and I don't want you or the others thinking I'm a complete newbie… even though I am."

  I sighed, knowing I wasn't making much sense with my own insecurities.

  "I've never loved before. I've never had a boyfriend prior to you guys and… I’ve just been struggling to figure out how I feel? Not in terms of you guys being my boyfriends or potential boyfriends or whatever we're calling this. I want to do more than just kiss… which sounds weird and maybe selfish to say? But I don't know how. I mean… Noah and I went to next base? I think that's what it’s called. Wasn't really a full base though… I feel stupid." I huffed out a frustrated breath.

  "You're not stupid, Arielle, and it's fine to feel the way you feel," Gabriel whispered.

  I turned my head to face his calm expression, those soft pink lips giving me a slight smile.

  "Maybe I'm broken? I don't know. I… feel so weird when I'm around Noah and you. I want to do things I never thought about before and it just makes the lower part of me hot and… uh… wet? I… Bru, so embarrassing."

  I fell back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. "I give up. Don't worry about it."

  I felt bad for burdening Gabriel. He was so nice and sweet, and I didn't know how else to explain the frustration I had for myself. I wanted to do more. More than just eat marshmallows and hold hands.

  How do I tell him that?

  The squeak of the bed caught my attention and my eyes widened when Gabriel looked down at me, his hands pressing against the sheets on either side of my head.

  I stared up into his pink eyes that gazed into my amber ones and, without a word, his face began to descend until his lips lightly brushed mine. Closing my eyes, I kissed him back; our kisses were short but sent a silent communication between us.

  It's okay...

  With each kiss that followed, they grew deeper and longer, and the less worried I became as I began to let my body take over. I stopped overthinking. Stopped caring that I wasn't meeting whatever expectations I should as a human falling in love with a man who was intrigued by me.

  It had always been some type of instant connection between us, and I could see it growing stronger with every kiss we shared.

  Lifting my hands, I pressed them against his bare chest. I wasn't going to think about the task I just wanted to enjoy what was happening. He raised one of his hands to slip it under my shirt, and the feel of his bare hand against my heated skin made me moan against his lips.

  We kissed and kissed until the both of us were breathless. He leaned back to sit on his knees, and I watched him unbutton his light purple shorts.

  In was the perfect chance for me to strip my shirt off, revealing the purple-pink laced bra. His eyes darkened as his gaze slowly trailed down to my breasts.

  His eyes paused, and I wouldn't deny how exhilarating it was to see him watching my every move. My hands lowered to my shorts and I lifted my hips to slide them off and flicked my leg to toss them over the edge of the bed.

  Gabriel bit his bottom lip, and it felt like butterflies fluttered in my stomach, but it wasn't because I was nervous. I was downright excited. He slid his shorts down before he crawled towards me, kicking the material off his ankles as he made his way up the bed.

  When our faces were inches apart, we were kissing again, but it was different. Urgent?

  He made me feel wanted, and he reached out to run his hands through my long hair.

  "You're so beautiful, Arielle," he whispered between kisses.

  He broke another intense kiss to give me a second to breathe and used that opportunity to lower his lips to my neck. I shivered at his touc
h and gasped when he kissed me long and hard. My body felt like it was on fire, and it wasn't due to the flames that resided inside me.

  Gabriel was the reason, and the more he kissed me, the hotter I got.

  "Gabriel." The name was a breathy moan that was filled with need. I wanted him to know that I liked what he was doing. It made me feel amazing and left me craving more.

  "This set on you is nice," he murmured, his hands grazing down my back until they reached the latch. He lowered his kisses to the top of my breasts and looked up to meet my wild eyes. "But, I'm going to take it off now because I want what it's cradling."

  I gulped, feeling the same feeling in the pit of my stomach, but my pussy clenched as well, leaving me with that growing ache as he unhooked my bra like a pro. Brownie points for flawless bra removal.

  My breasts sprang free as he removed my bra and tossed it to the side, and he didn't delay flicking my left nipple with his tongue, making me moan and arch my back slightly-- wanting him to do that again.

  He did just that, flicking my hard nipples again, and I moaned when he took it into his mouth. I thought I was going to go crazy from the way his tongue continued to do its work on my breasts; his mouth latched onto one while his free hand teased the other between his fingers.

  "Gabriel… I want more," I begged, the aching between my legs growing way too intense for me to ignore anymore.

  He let go of my breast to grin at me and leaned up to kiss me firmly before he whispered, "Can I do more?"

  I loved how he asked permission to please me, and I quickly nodded my head as I caught my breath. His smile widened, and he gave me one more kiss before he moved down my body, leaving small little pecks until he passed the outlines of my abs and reached the waistline of my lacy underwear.

  He moved back a bit on the bed and sat on his knees, as he used both hands to tug lightly on the waistband. Those pink orbs filled with desire looked up to meet mine as if confirming that this was what I wanted, and I gave him an encouraging smile as I nodded again.

  He lowered the material as I lifted my hips slightly to help him. Once they were off my ankles, he tossed them to the side and began to leave kisses on my legs while he made his way upwards towards my aching pussy.

  He spread my legs out, reminding me of the show I'd watched yesterday, and my heartbeat increased in anticipation as I watched him.

  His tongue trailed along my folds and I let my head fall back as I tried not to move my hips. "So good," I moaned.

  "You like that, Arielle?" Instead of waiting for me to answer, I felt his tongue slide inside me.

  "Ah!" I gasped and let my head fall back as he continued to suck, lick, and slide his tongue in and out of me.

  "So good, Gabe… more… please," I begged, and I moved my hips so that his head would press further against me. He continued to please me, and I let my moans fill the air, loving every pleasurable second.

  He paused for a moment, pulling his tongue out, and I thought I'd get the chance to catch my breath, but his finger slid inside, and I trembled at the unexpected move.

  "Nice and wet, Arielle." He made a sound of approval and moved his finger in and out. He made that motion for a few more times until he slipped another finger inside me, and I groaned in pleasure.

  He pumped them in and out, over and over again, and I could feel that build up of intensity, just like I had when in the washroom with my own fingers.

  Yet, this time was stronger, and it took a lot less time before I cried out, the burst of pleasure rocking through me. I lifted my head to see his satisfied smile as he pulled his fingers out, and I watched in pure ecstasy as he licked those coated fingers slowly. On purpose.

  His tongue trailed around them, taking up the creamy white juices, and he smiled at my transfixed gaze. If only he knew how my pussy was already aching for more, just from that little sexy display of hotness.

  "Do you want me to continue further, Arielle? This won't be as pleasurable in the beginning," he warned, and he leaned back to rest on his knees again.

  This time, I noticed the bulge in his pants and my heart skipped a beat when he lowered his boxers to reveal his long length. It was like the ones in the shows, but it looked bigger than normal.

  I stared at it in awe, and even though my mind was rather foggy, I pondered how his cock was going to fit inside me.

  "Will it hurt a lot? I mean… will it fit?" I asked shyly, meeting his gaze as he smiled sweetly at me. He moved forward until he could press his forehead against mine.

  "It will fit, but this is your first time, so it's going to hurt. I have experience though, so I know how to handle you." His tone was gentle, and he gave me a tender kiss. "I'll make it less painful if you trust me. If it’s too much at any point, just say the word, and I'll stop and pull out."

  I swallowed my nerves and gave him a small smile. "Then let's do it."

  He smiled and gave me another kiss that was rich with passion. "I'll go slow in the beginning until you tell me to go faster."

  "Okay," I whispered and lay back on the sheets as he positioned himself. I could feel the head of his cock at my entrance and I prepared myself for what I hoped would lead to something like what I'd experienced with his fingers.

  He leaned over to grab the pillow and readjusted it under my head, which made me smile at his consideration.

  We shared a look and he lowered his face to kiss me one last time. "You ready, sweet Arielle?" he murmured.

  "I'm ready, Gabriel."

  With those words, he slowly entered me, and I winced when it felt like something had torn inside me, bringing a wave of pain with it. Biting my lip, I tried not to whimper, but Gabriel moved down to kiss me, helping distract me from the pain.

  He slid himself out until a bit of him was left inside and slid back in which made me groan. Though it was painful, I could begin to feel the pleasurable sensation buried beneath.

  "A bit faster, Gabe," I whispered, and he followed my command, moving somewhat faster than before. With his increase in pace, the pleasure overcame the pain. He kept at an even rhythm until my body yearned for more.

  "Faster Gabriel… mmmm."

  My body was hot from the inside out, burning with love for this man who treated me like something precious. Just his consideration blew me away and added to my growing love for him.

  I knew we would connect well, just like his brother, but at this moment, everything felt stronger. Our bodies being together as one as he fucked me. The way his own moans began to echo around me and the thought that I was the reason he was experiencing pleasure turned me on even more.

  "Arielle, Arielle!" Gabriel moaned as his breathing picked up, and I hooked my arms around his neck and brought him down to kiss him feverishly.

  His thrusts were deep now, but it didn't hurt. It was far from painful, and I knew it wouldn't be long until I was overcome with pleasure.

  "I'm close, Gabe," I whispered, and he moved faster and harder, which left me speechless as I moaned and panted.

  "So tight and good. Arielle. I fucking love everything about you. Your addicting scent, the way you love us wholeheartedly. I'll do anything to make you cum for me, Arielle." He whispered his words against my flesh and kissed me hard while muffling my fast exhales.

  We broke the kiss to moan and my body began to tremble as I felt the buildup of pressure ready to burst.

  "GABRIEL!" I cried out, realizing I wouldn't be able to fight back any longer.

  "Cum for me, Arielle," Gabriel ordered, and he sank his cock deep inside which was enough to send me over the edge as I screamed in pleasure.

  He began to move again, his moans growing louder until he paused and screamed my name.

  "ARIELLE!"

  I fell back onto the sheets, my body trembling with tingling waves of pleasure, and Gabriel placed his hands to the side of me to keep himself from collapsing on me as he caught his breath.

  He was still deep inside me and my pussy pulsed around him. I opened my eyes to see his tire
d pink ones, and I leaned up to kiss him.

  "That… was amazing," I whispered, and he chuckled.

  "That’s why I promised to be your first." He grinned down at me and kissed me back.

  "Promise, Bruh? That was the promise between you and your bro? Actually… wait, we didn't use a condom?!" My eyes widened as I realized we hadn’t used protection, and when I blurted out that thought, Gabriel’s grin turned into a smirk.

  "We don't need one."

  I shivered when he slowly pulled out. The pain returned now that my pussy wasn't filled with his cock, but it was dull enough that I could ignore it. I blushed when I noticed the white and red cloaking his cock and he chuckled at my embarrassed yet horrified expression.

  "First, you aren't going to die. Second, that's normal when it's your first time. That's why it hurt in the beginning. Third, familiars can't get pregnant that easily. Especially hybrids. There's an extra step you have to take, and it takes a few rounds," Gabriel explained with a wink.

  "A few rounds… meaning… like… we'd go again? And again?" I asked.

  "Yup," he replied. "And to answer your previous question, I promised Noah I'd be your first. It wasn't planned or anything, but Noah doesn't have experience and didn't want to hurt you when it's your first time."

  Noah...

  "That… was nice of him," I mumbled, and Gabriel nodded his head.

  "My brother acts like the older sibling once in a new moon."

  He got out of bed and, in seconds, lifted me up.

  "Bru?! Where are we going?" I asked.

  "Clean up and a warm bath will help so you can walk tomorrow," Gabriel replied.

  "I can walk just fine!" I huffed.

  "You can now, but in a few hours, you'll be crying and wishing you'd taken my suggestion. Easier for me to ensure you get the better option."

  "Bru, bru, bru," I mumbled, and he chuckled at my pouting expression.

  He paused at the washroom entrance and kissed me. "You did so good, Arielle. Your moans are thrilling," he whispered.