Chapter 23 – Atlas #2
I’m not sure when I wake next, but it’s because my sweet fae is sinking down on my engorged cock. She’s slick with desire, and it leaks down my shaft as she wiggles her hips, desperate for each throbbing inch.
My sweats are pulled just low enough they’re strangling my balls. I yank them down, kicking them off.
Ali’s nails dig into my chest as she rises and falls. “I hate to tell you this, but your dick is too damn big. I hardly feel like I’m making any progress at all.”
I laugh, wrapping my hand around her neck so I can pull her mouth to mine. She’s still in my shirt and it tickles over my abs as I sit up.
“You’re going to love every inch when I’m slamming it deep into your belly,” I growl, scraping my teeth over her bond mark.
“Yeah, probably,” she moans, grinding farther down.
I’m most definitely bumping the bottom of her slick little hole. “That’s what happens when you try to take me with no prep.” I nuzzle my cheek to hers, giving her hair a nice tug to distract her.
“I’m achy. I don’t know what’s wrong, but I need you deeper. Now would be great.”
“I’ve got you.” I roll us, careful not to crush her leg as her back hits the mattress. My shirt is covering all the good parts, but I also like the way her nipples show through the thin material as her chest heaves. I think I’ll leave it for now.
My forearm hits the mattress above her head. She feels so fucking tiny beneath me that it gives me pause, but the look on her face is pleading. I hover over her, working my shaft with my free hand before positioning myself at her opening and slamming inside.
She moans long and loud, digging her feet into my ass. “More.”
I grin, watching where I disappear inside her. The way she clenches makes it clear she’s going to need to come a few times to be satisfied.
“Atlas, fuck me deep! Please?”
My eyes fly to hers; they’re hooded and glassy. Her pheromones flood the air, spurring me on. I work in slow, grinding strokes to test how far I can fit inside her. Her hand slides between us, circling her clit as she thrashes.
“You know I’m going to claim you, right?” I growl as her channel squeezes me tight. “Not because you bonded Malice, but because, sweet fae—” I slam in as deep as I can get. “You’re fucking mine.”
“I am.” She nods wildly. “Fuck me like you own me.” She pulses around me. “Use me.”
I growl in response. That was the wrong thing to say to an orc on the edge. Can’t she see I’m hanging on by a fucking thread here?
My forearm slides under her knee, bringing her left leg to rest on my shoulder.
The right leg gets stretched out a little like a crab to help open her up.
That foot rests against my ribs as she teases her fingers over my shaft.
Her thumb brushes the top while her other fingers run over the ridges on the bottom.
My teeth ache to claim her, but I settle for pulling out and slamming back in. Her fingers fall to pull her pussy apart even farther.
“Holy fuck, Atlas,” she whines.
“Tell me how much you love when I pound into the bottom of your delicious little cunt,” I growl, sliding deeper on each snap of my hips.
I lean down, making sure I brush her clit on each powerful surge.
Her right leg wraps tight just under my arm.
It makes her toes dig into my back, and I chuckle. “That’s right. You know who owns you.”
She sobs out her agreement, nodding as her teeth dig into her lower lip.
“What do we have here?” Malice lands at our side.
“Mmm, I knew I felt you summoning me.” He bends over, pulling her mouth to his.
I snarl. “Sharing is good for the soul.” He chuckles, moving until he’s kneeling over her head.
He grabs her wrists, bringing them up and pinning them together.
“Seems like you’re at our mercy.” Dark shadows filter out, caressing her tits and dipping lower.
“I read that a little pressure here is enjoyable for some females.” A smoky tendril slides between us, pushing against her lower abdomen.
“Let’s test out that tidbit of human knowledge. ”
I leverage a little higher, using pressure on my forearm to keep myself up. The way my chest flames when she smiles at me or laughs and begs. It all makes it very clear she’s my reason for living. Without her, my life would hold no true meaning.
My free hand wraps around her throat, squeezing just enough to let her know she’s good and trapped.
“Are you going to come all over his cock, kitten?” Malice muses, kissing her upside down as he leans over her.
The fluttering waves that pulse around my shaft do me in.
“Move,” I growl, falling on top of her. Malice barely pulls back in time.
My mouth meets hers as she leaks around my pulsing length.
I bump her cheek to the side and strike, digging my fangs into her throat.
My tongue licks over the bite as my cock kicks.
Malice’s fucking shadows are still between us, but I don’t mind, since she seems to love the way he’s teasing her clit.
Her pleasure hits me square in the chest as the bond settles into place. Her warmth and contentment come next.
At some point, Malice released her hands. Her soft fingers brush over my cheek as she grins. “I love you.”
“I love you too, sweet fae.” I bury my face in her throat, breathing in her scent now that it’s changing and blending with mine. It makes my cock jump inside her.
“What a tender moment.” Malice tosses himself down at our side.
“I’m grateful I got to witness it.” He doesn’t sound sarcastic.
It’s difficult to get a read on him at the best of times, but he’s never put my flame in danger.
He protects her when I can’t, and that’s enough for me to know we’re on the same side of any war.
Ali pushes against my chest.
I roll the opposite direction from Malice, bringing her to rest in my lap. She rises up on her knees, finally pulling my shirt off and tossing it aside. I lick my lips, checking out her gorgeous tits.
“You know I’ve got to bite you too to fully complete the link.” She stretches forward, nipping at my lips. “Since you went for such a visible location...” She grins. “I hope you don’t mind when I do the same.”
She doesn’t ask—which I believe she knows she doesn’t need to.
She simply licks down my neck as my shaft jumps inside her and she strikes my throat.
The bite of pain combined with her slick little cunt grinding over me sends me into an unexpected orgasm.
I plant my feet on the bed, thrusting up into her as her tongue dances over the bite.
“Goddamn.” Malice chuckles. “Hey, kitten, how do you feel about DVP?”
“What?” she groans as I work her over my throbbing length.
“It doesn’t have to be my cock,” he says, laughing darkly. “I could start with a shadow and slowly expand it to get you used to having more than one item in that tight little hole.”
He swirls in his shadows until he’s behind her and crooks an eyebrow at me. Motherfucker. I’m stuck with him for eternity.
“I may have to kill him and send him back to Hell at some point.” I palm the back of her head. “Just for a little vacation.”
Malice snorts. “Was that a yes?”
“Being tag teamed by the two of you? Yeah, I’m down for it,” she moans.
He grins, winking at me.
Ali pushes her mouth to mine, and I focus on the kiss to keep from slaughtering the nightmare, who invited himself into my bonding.