Dreaming of Darkness

Chapter Fifteen

Bailey

“Too much, Arafel. Look at them? They’re going to be out all night at this point.”

My eyes flew open, quickly followed by my jaw hitting the floor. Traum was by my side, and in front of us, were Arafel and his mate, Lucia. But everywhere else, there were no walls, no floor. Nothing beyond a thick white flog that made it appear that my drab little couch was sitting on a cloud.

Traum stirred, then sat bolt upright. “Fuck. Bailey?”

He turned quickly in his chair, staring at me first, then back at the two in front of us. To my surprise, he greeted them only with a soft snarl.

“You forced us into sleep?”

Traum’s fangs were extended, his body scrambling to rise. Arafel frowned at Traum, “I’m not used to being questioned on my decisions, incubus.”

Lucia swatted his shoulder, “Yes you are, just not by him. And yes, Traum, we did. I’m

sorry, but it had to be done. We stumbled upon some very important details today and when we went to tell you in the village, you had already used your last obol. We wouldn’t have interrupted, but I know what is on your mind. And I think we might have a solution.”

Arafel’s face was soft as he observed his human mate. “For everyone.”

While he appeared irritated, Traum’s hand reached for mine, tightening and pulling me gently to my feet. “And what is that?”

“You two have only gotten to have three interactions.”

“That was your rule,”

I reminded her gently.

“It was, yes,”

Lucia smiled at me, “But we understand that while you two are obviously meant to be together, that the logistics of moving to the Underworld is no small feat. And after today…you are no longer our only human and Other match that has come up.”

“Another incubus has bonded to a living human?”

Lucia and Arafel shared a look, “Yes,”

Arafel said, “And with the new laws in place, we don’t know how many more there may be in future years.”

“What does that change?”

I licked my lips, trying to figure out why this would matter.

Arafel leaned back on his heels, then rocked forward, “My family has always maintained a small, residual presence in the living world. When we were more powerful, we often used the living world as a meeting place with the Other. A sort of middle ground with our seraphim cousins.”

Lucia nodded along to his words.

“And you are not the first Other and human pair to ever happen. There are humans in the living world, many like Lucia who have human and Other blood running in their veins. My brother, Kadmiel is especially good at utilizing them for his efforts.”

“There are hybrids?”

Arafel nodded, “Some bloodlines are thicker than others. We have long considered reimagining our meeting space in the living world. Reinventing it, infusing it with Underworld power once again.”

My fingers tightened on Traum’s hand. “What are you saying?”

Lucia pointed at Traum, “The incubus people are able to generation and extend their powers from great distances. Through dreams and the living world. You are, in a word, selfsustaining.”

“What my mate is trying to say, is that you would be an ideal leader for this new Underworld base.”

“In the living world?”

My heart was racing, the pieces suddenly coming together with a crash.

Arafel’s eyes were focused on Traum, “You two would be our liaisons, our primary contacts as we set up a council to help manage the town.”

Traum held up a clawed hand, “I’m no leader.”

“You wouldn’t have to be, not really. The town will be governed by a full council and overseen by one of my trusted Brotherhood warriors as well. But we need someone to exist there, who is tied to the Underworld. You could siphon power or gift it as needed. Your gifts have been noted for years, Traum. You are the best possible option.”

“We are offering protection to any Other or Other hybrids that seek it. But we are not forcing them.”

“A world where they can drop their glamor and move among friends will be a powerful draw,”

Arafel nodded, “We will be implanting spells into those who move to the town as well as those humans who live within it. The Other will be disguised to any passerby or those unaffiliated with this world. But once they leave city limits, that spell will go away.”

A town, in the living world, full of Others and Other hybrids. We could live with people and Others. A place our children would be accepted and protected. It wouldn’t be his world or mine, but a mash-up of both. I glanced back at Traum, the serious set of his jaw confirmed that he was clearly thinking about this too.

“That sounds like a lot of ‘somedays’. When are you doing all of this? What if it doesn’t work?”

Lucia and Arafel shared a long look, “Then we will offer you the same options you had before, and we will honor them.”

Lucia smiled at Traum, “You could open doors for bonded couples across many Other creatures. There are families that will be reunited. Think of the potential.”

“I am,”

Traum said, his voice soft. “I would be an idiot to not want this happiness for any of my kin.”

I let out a ragged breath. He was going to do it. Oh God–we were going to do this. Start an entirely new life together, in a place that needed us. Well, it needed him.

As if hearing my words, Traum’s head snapped to me, “And Bailey, she stays—.”

“We would never dream of parting a bonded pair,”

Lucia winked, “If you ever get to the bonding part. We believe that your mate would a perfect fit for liaison as well. You may hold the power, Traum, but she knows how the living world works.”

“When?”

Lucia shrugged, “As soon as you two want.”

“Wait–”

I looked around us, hoping for a clue, “Where do we even start with this?”

Arafel grinned, “We have located a town, nameless as of now, but will be perfect for us. We have already inflated the local government, police force as well as school. And you are close to the hub for supernaturally accepting humans.”

My mind blanked. “And where is that?”

“So you’re saying you will do it?”

Lucia gripped Arafel’s hand as she spoke.

Traum released a long breath, then looked at me. “What do you think?”

“I think this feels right,”

I whispered. “I want to help.”

Traum nodded, then curled me close, “We accept.”

Lucia smiled at me; her face full of joy. “Pack your bags then, looks like you two are moving to New Orleans!”

***

Traum

We jerked awake in the living world. I was still on the floor, my face flat on the carpet. And Bailey was looking around, confused, leaning against the edge of her couch. Our eyes met and held.

“That really happened, right?”

Bailey pushed up, her cheeks a soft pink.

I nodded, “It did.”

“And we’re moving to a supernaturally powered town.”

“We are.”

She was off the couch a second later, her squealing laughter making my chest ache at the

sweetness of it. Our bodies met somewhere in between, limbs tangling, I caught us just as we slammed back into the carpet.

“Careful,”

I growled at her, “You’re going to get hurt.”

“Worth it,”

Bailey crowed, “This is it! This is what we were waiting for!

I rolled her under me, my weight propped up by my arms as I looked down into her face. “I think so too.”

Her chest rose and fell against mine, her breasts beginning to distract me.

“You know what that means?”

Bailey said, her hand finding its way into my hair.

I groaned, her fingers tugging lightly. “I hope I do.”

Bailey leaned in, her lips coasting up the side of my face to my ear, “I want to be bonded when we move, mate. Which means that you are all mine now.”

“Or I’m about to be,”

I responded with a smile, my cock already thickening against the softness of her thigh. “Any other questions, little dream?”

She shook her head, her dark blonde hair catching on the carpet and surrounding her head. “None. Well, okay, maybe one.”

She leaned in, her nose brushing mine, “Will you marry me?”

I choked, my throat tight and unyielding, “Marry you?”

“It’s not as big of a deal as a mating bond, I know that”

Bailey shrugged, her body tight against mine, “But if we’re going to stay in the living world, I want to marry you too.”

“Whatever makes you happy, little dream,”

I said, dropping a kiss on her mouth. “I would be glad to be your partner in every sense.”

Her mouth found mine again and there’s no more holding back. I rolled my hips forward, letting her feel the rigid length of me. Bailey gasped, her body grinding back against mine. “Do you feel that little dream?”

I leaned onto an elbow, freeing my grip to trail down to her breasts. “How much I want you?”

Bailey didn't answer, her mouth was sucking, licking its way up my neck. I groaned as she bit down gently against my pulse point. “You taste divine,”

she mumbled, her mouth barely leaving my skin. “I want you naked.”

My cock swelled. “I can do that, pretty mate.”

With shaking hands, I pushed myself to a kneeling position and yanked my shirt over my head, throwing it aside. When her hands went to my belt, I growled, pushing her away.

“You are I both know that the minute I get out of these pants, I’m going to want to be inside of you.”

“And that’s bad?”

I laughed against her collarbone, tracing the lines there. “No, little dream, not bad.”

“Then take them off,”

Bailey said, reaching for them again. “I’m tired of waiting.”

For a moment I freeze, considering her words. This was the beginning of forever. We were done waiting. She was done waiting.

“You wish is my command,”

I said, my hands helping her remove her top, the dark trousers that were on her legs. All that smooth, soft flesh was no under my hands, my tongue. I wanted to taste it all. To press my mouth there, to see what noise I could wring from her pretty little mouth.

And I would.

But not today. I was going to take my mate, bonding us forever. I would lock myself into her, fill her with my cum, and know that from now on, we would never be apart. Not really. I would become part of her– she part of me.

Her hand strayed down to my trousers again, cupping my erection as I let my head fall backwards. She pushed at me until I let her up and she joined me on my knees. Those clever, needy fingers were tugging angrily at my pants now. And when they were released, I actually signed in pleasure.

My cock–fuck–she had it in her hand first, a smooth slide of flesh on flesh. And then her mouth, her tongue tracing the thick vein before pulling back to lap at the head. My claws dove into her hair, gripping her gently but possessively. “Such a good girl, sucking her mate’s cock. But don’t get too comfortable. I just know that needy pussy will be slick for me.”

Bailey’s eyelashes fluttered, and she hollowed her cheeks, sucking as much of me as she could fit into her mouth. I hissed at her then gave her hair a quick tug. “Don’t make me punish you, sweet dream.”

Her blue eyes flickered up to me for a breath, and then she slowly retreated off of my cock, licking the tip with a burning hot tongue. “Punish me, eh? What exactly does that entail?”

I pushed off the floor, holding her hand and tugging her up with me. “Nothing I have enough patience for right now,”

Bailey grinned at me, and I tweaked her nose with my fingers, “But I have an extremely good memory, Bailey, do not test me.”

Grinning, she tugged me through the small home into her bedroom. She fell back into bed, wearing only her underwear and crawled back towards the pillows. “Fates, you are torturing me.”

Bailey’s grin faded and she cocked her head at me. “Not for much longer though.”

I nodded, casting aside the last of my own clothes before prowling up her body. My claws dragged over soft skin and blanket as I made my way up her form.

“Kiss me,”

she whispered, the heat of her breath on my throat was a brand as my hips fell between her legs.

Curling around, I kissed her, one of my hands guiding her leg up around my torso. She was so hot here, where she needed me most. And as our kiss deepened, her body moved against mine.

Begging, no not begging. Demanding. Her nails were sharp on my shoulders, her mouth hot against my throat. And her words, I could scarcely make them out.

I didn’t want to.

Because having this female beg for me was more than my cock or my heart was prepared for right now. Pure pleasure and joy combated each other in my chest. I leaned away, pressing a hand against the elegant curve of her throat. Bailey’s lips parted silently, but her body continued to squirm against me.

“Tell me again.”

Blue eyes huge and dark, Bailey blinked at me. Then under my hand, I felt her throat work. “You are mine; I am yours.”

The words were a physical blow and my hips jumped forward, my cock sliding against the slick folds of her body. Growling, I tightened my fingers more, making sure she was paying attention to every bit of this.

“I—,”

I panted, the arm holding me above her, away from heat, shook, “I am yours. You are mine. Forever.”

Bailey nodded, her hands moving to cradle my wrist, “Forever.”

“Bailey,”

I hissed, unable to stop now. Her body bowed up to mine as I thrust my hips forward. My cock found the burning core of her, splitting her there, driving forward until I was fully sheathed inside of her. At the same time, my body curled forwards. I ran my nose up the column of her throat, feeling the hot pulse of her blood under my lips. For a breath, I soak it in, all of her.

And then I bite down, my fangs piercing her silk skin and sealing the bond. Pleasure threaded down my throat, my venom burning my tongue as it seeped into my mate. There was no going back now, my vision turning white at the white hot pleasure of her. I drew back one long pull, memorizing the taste of her blood, before releasing her.

My forehead crashed against hers. “Fuck, yes. You’re mine.”

“Oh God, Traum,”

Bailey was moving against me, her hips marching against my body, “So deep, baby. I can’t believe you fit.”

I growled, leaning down and pressing a kiss against her slack mouth, “What do you not understand about soul mates, little dream?”

She was smiling when I pulled away, my cock throbbing deep inside of her. “Show me everything.”

My eyes fell shut as I slowly retreated from her body, waiting only a breath before thrusting back in. The movement made her entire body light up, her hands scratching down the outside of my arms. Looking down into my mates face, there was only bliss and unabashed love.

Love.

Not lust.

Fuck, I was gone for this woman. Rolling my hips, I thrust into the hilt once more. Her cries filled my ears, her body a clenching vise around my cock. In and out, my body drove us higher. Her body coiled around mine, the power of rhythm of my thrusts turning rough as we both became more desperate.

“Come inside me,”

Bailey said, her words nearly lost in the haze of pleasure that fogged my mind. “Please, oh God, Traum. I need you; I need all of you.”

I panted, my cock already swelling at the thought of it. Instincts taking over, I drew my knees up, my hands moving to her hips so that she’s angled across my thighs, my cock so deep inside of her that I no longer know where she ends, and I begin.

“Such a good mate,”

I praised her, my words slurring. “I’m going to lock inside of you, fill you up until you overflow.”

She’s nodding, tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes as my clawed finger circles her clit. “Oh Fates, fuck, Baliey. Right there, little dream. Stay there.”

I gasped the words out as I thrust in one final time, feeling the tell-tale quake of her body around me.

A moment later, Bailey’s head hit the pillows, her pussy spasming and squeezing around my cock. Her orgasm triggers my own and I shove deep as my cock swells and binds us together. There, at the opening of her womb, my cum fills her sweet, hot body. Over and over, my body convulses, pushing more cum into my mate. When I finally collapsed over her, my entire form shook.

“Mine,”

Bailey said, her voice soft and filled with awe.

I groaned, my cock twitching at the pleasure of hearing her say that about me. “Yours.”

Carefully, since my cock was still locked inside of her, I rearranged her slack body so that I could gently roll onto my back. Bailey sprawls across me, moaning and shifting her hips a little against my still swollen cock.

I swatted her ass, trying to settle my horns so I don’t rip her pillows, “Stop that or we’ll have to start all over.”

Bailey moaned, “Don’t tempt me, I’m still…I want more, which is nuts because I’m still coming down.”

I smiled, pushing her hair from her eyes, “It’ll be like this for a while. New bondings are always explosive, or so I’ve heard.”

Her brows rose, “Explosive?”

Her muscles tightened around my cock, and I growled at her again.

“So, I’ve heard,”

I repeated, my hands moving to her hips.

“What if,”

Bailey leaned down, skimming her teeth over my throat, “I wanted to find out how explosive.”

Fuck. She was perfect.

“The lock will keep us rather close,”

I said, watching as she pushed up to a seated position, knees on either side of my hips. The position jostled my cock, but Bailey only moaned.

“How about this?”

Bailey asked, her hips gyrating the smallest amount. My body arched; the sensitive length of my cock sent fire racing down my veins. I thrust up against her movement, revelling in the way her eyes widened.

“Two can play this game, mate. I can top from the bottom all night long.”

Bailey’s gaze on me was full of laughter and love and happiness that I felt it hum in my chest, “Let’s see about that…mate.”