Chapter 26 #2
“I’m in a strange place, blindfolded, and you won’t tell me anything,” I say. “Are you selling me off?” I’m only half-serious, but that guy was an incubus, and they’re a freaky bunch. “Wait, are you? Because I won’t do well as some old guy’s bitch.”
Julian hums long and low before replying. “I thought about that, but I decided not to.”
“How nice of you,” I mumble, shifting in my seat.
I’d been pretty good after my mini freak-out, but my legs are shaking now with equal parts excitement and nerves with this surprise seconds away from being revealed.
We’re far from our packlands, and somewhere nice enough to need a reservation to be let in. The only places I can think of that fit that bill are fancy human hotels, but Julian would never spend a night in such a danger zone.
I endure another eternity before the car finally comes to a stop, and Julian pulls the brake up.
“Can I take this off now?” I beg, fingers already reaching for the blindfold.
“You can,” he offers, but there’s something in his tone that makes me pause.
“Or?” I prompt with my fingers resting on the knot.
“Or … you can leave it on for a little while longer and we can have some fun,” he replies breathlessly, and my heart stumbles over itself.
Well, I guess it was a miracle we’d made it this long in such a tiny space together. I’ve waited this long for my surprise, what’s a little longer?
Slowly, I lower my hands, returning the right to Julian’s leg. Only this time I slide it higher, up his thigh and between his legs, until my fingers trace over the outline of his hardening cock. He sucks in a breath, and I groan as his scent sweetens with his arousal.
I reach for him, but Julian’s already climbing over the gearshift. Blindly, I slide my hands over his hips, but he slips right through, sliding down between my legs and onto the car floor.
“Julian?” I pant as blood rushes into my ears. “Wha—what are you doing?”
I glance around like I can make sure no one is watching, but the blindfold is still there, leaving only Julian, his scent, and his touch. Deft fingers undo the button at my waist, and my heart leaps.
Someone could be looking at me right now.
I shudder as I grip Julian’s shoulder and try to look somewhat normal.
“Lift your hips,” he instructs, and I obey, lifting enough for him to tug my pants and underwear down my thighs.
“Julian—”
“Just sit back …” he whispers, and the low heat in his voice makes me clutch at the grab handle above me. “… and enjoy.”
“Holy shit!” I blurt as Julian wraps his lips around my head and takes me in his mouth.
My fingers dig into the armrest as I shift back in the seat, but Julian follows after me, sucking softly as he takes me another inch, a firm grip around my base.
“Shit, Julian.” His tongue slides along the underside of my cock, and pleasure goes straight to my core. And I know there is zero chance of looking normal in here.
He manages half of me before he chokes a little and pulls back. I hear him pant and swallow, and I try not to come on the spot before he tries again. He returns with warm lips and eager licks around my tip that have me moaning as my precum leaks all over his tongue.
My hands find his hair, and I hold on tight while he sucks my cock between those fucking amazing lips.
“Jewels,” I moan when he drags his tongue up my length from base to tip, where he lingers. He licks in, and moans while he circles the most sensitive part of me. My eyes roll behind the cloth as he laps at the slit. He goes back down on me. I arch, thrusting in, and Julian takes it.
“Fuck yes, Julian,” I groan, and Julian takes that as encouragement, tightening his lips as he picks up the pace. My next moan is a strangled thing, worsening when he digs his fingers into my thighs, drawing me deeper.
It’s overwhelming, so much fucking pleasure, driving me out of my mind. Tugging me towards the edge when I don’t want this to ever end.
Pulling back with a gasp, Julian grants us both a moment to breathe. But only a moment. “Hold this,” he growls, yanking my shirt up. He presses it against my lips, giving me no other choice but to bite down. His mouth finds my cock again, but now his hands roam chest.
“Mhfm!” I moan as I jerk with each touch, twitching between his lips.
He hums his approval, flicking my nipples before tugging them between his fingers, and suddenly I understand why this gets him off.
It’s like there’s a string between my nipples and my balls, each tug making me quiver and shake.
It’s almost too much, and when one of his hands slips to my balls, it is definitely too much.
“Hmh! Jmewlss!” I ground out through the fabric when he frees my cock to suck one into his mouth, stroking me while he does, and I can’t fucking breathe.
I thrust up into the touch, and he groans around my balls.
I can feel the blindfold shifting, but I hardly register the light against my eyelids as I slide my cock in and out of those perfect lips.
I’m so close, I’m twitching all over, and then shaking when Julian replaces those hands with his mouth.
It’s enough, more than enough, and I’m panting like a fucking marathon runner as my orgasm rushes up inside of me. The blindfold slips another inch; I blink my eyes open, adjusting to the sunlight and the parking lot in front of me before I look down.
Good Goddess, take me now.
On his knees and nestled between my legs, Julian stares up at me with wet, heavy blue eyes filled with so much hunger that it sends goosebumps down my back. But it’s his lips—those stretched pink lips working my cock like it’s all he ever needs—that do it for me.
I stare at them, barely breathing, and then my gaze drops to his fist.
He’s touching himself. Hand between his legs, he’s jerking himself off, hips moving with the little room he has as he sucks me off.
It’s my end. I come.
My balls draw tight, and I moan as I watch myself spill into his mouth.
Julian’s eyes grow wide, but he doesn’t pull off. He swallows as much as he can, even as he chokes. He keeps sucking my cock, and then he’s coming too, shuddering his own release.
His moans send vibrations up my cock, spurring the last of my climax into his mouth and he welcomes it. Hungry for it, Julian licks and sucks between moans, twitching as his own orgasm only just begins to taper.
When he pulls back, coughing, my eyes remain glued to what’s left of my cum on his lips.
Good. Goddess.
I came in his mouth.
I shudder hard and my cock twitches for more, and I think I might take it when Julian looks up at me with those pink cheeks and watery eyes.
“Julian,” I groan reverently as I lean down to kiss him. We barely manage. He pants against my lips, shivers running through him, but he returns the kiss as best as he can. “Julian.”
“It—” he blinks up at me as we part, still catching his breath. “It was good?”
“Baby, that was amazing,” I promise, wiping his lips clean and then his cheeks. “Where in all the realms did you learn to do that?”
“The internet and a confidential source,” he replies with a smirk I barely glimpse before he’s tugging my blindfold back in place.
“No!” I protest, but he slaps my hand away when I try to take it off.
“It’s just a little longer,” he promises with soft kisses. “I want to take you outside.”
Ignoring my whining, Julian pops the door open and climbs out of the car before he helps me out. He cleans us up the best he can before he takes my hand in his and guides me forward.
I complain at every step, but when the sound of rushing water grows louder, worry creeps in for the first time. There are some waterfalls far out in the unclaimed lands, but not as big as these sound. If it is a waterfall. Whatever it is, we’re about to walk into it.
“Okay, are you ready?” Julian asks as he fixes me directly in front of his latest death trap.
“I don’t know!” I shout over the water. “Don’t you dare push me off a cliff or something Julian!”
My mate chuckles at my back before he finally unties my blindfold. I blink hard, fists raised, ready for the fight—
Only there’s no fight. No cliff. And it’s not a waterfall. It’s a big-ass water fountain lit up by colourful lights, the water doing a little dance to match. Behind it is a large palace-looking type of building, bigger and grander than anything I’ve ever seen.
The entrance glitters with people coming and going, some with suitcases and others in uniforms. A hotel.
We’re at a hotel, and a really nice one at that.
It looks more like an emperor’s palace than a hotel with the sun setting behind it, but it isn’t a human one—that much is made obvious by the complete lack of their scent.
“Well, say something,” Julian demands as he circles me, eyes scanning my face. He watches me like a hawk while his fingers twist nervously between us.
My lips part, but nothing comes out while I struggle to absorb what’s in front of me.
“I thought that we could spend the next few days here,” he blurts, squirming.
“And I don’t know … relax and spend some time together before we mate.
We agreed it would be soon, and I know we can’t be away from the pack for long, but we can steal a little time.
The story is, we’re officially out on ‘important pack business,’ which isn’t a complete lie. ”
He runs an anxious hand through his hair, blue eyes frantic. “I just thought we could get away from it all. There’s lots of stuff to do here, like adventurous things you’d love, which isn’t really my thing, but it’s up your alley.”
Julian’s eyes dart between mine. “But if you don’t like it and prefer we be home when we mate, we can go, but I just thought …” he trails off, crumpling. “Aiden, would you please say something!”
Unhelpfully, I only stare at him, my perfect mate.
I want to say something, a lot of somethings in fact, but I have no idea where to start. What I do know without question, is that I am extremely lucky. Lucky to have Julian as my mate.
I don’t know what I did to deserve him, but it wasn’t enough.
Something flickers in my chest. It starts like a flame, kindling in the space where sparks catch whenever he smiles at me. But this is new and unfamiliar. It’s also scary with the way it grows, even though it only just appeared. It spreads inside me with every second I look at him.
“Aiden?” Julian groans, glaring at me, and the flame doubles. “Say some—”
I haul my mate against me and kiss him with everything I have. I put it all into the kiss, everything I don’t know how to say yet, everything I’m not used to feeling. I give him everything.
When we part, Jewels blinks owlishly at me, his hand resting tentatively on my chest.
“You are the best mate ever,” I tell him, making his eyes widen. My lips tug up as I stare at him. “You are everything I ever wanted. You’re perfect, Jewels.” I press a kiss to his head, then rest my forehead against his and breathe him in. “You’re perfect.”