Chapter 7 #3
“That’s not bullshit,” Jewel said, stepping back—finally—and arching an eyebrow. “He’s not yours, you know. I’m allowed to like people too.”
“Just leave him alone!” I said, jamming my finger into his chest.
It bounced off.
Damn, his pecs felt good.
“Why should I?” He folded his arms.
“Casey’s… nice.” Though my cheeks heated, I didn’t back down. “He’s not like you and me. He’s actually a decent person, and he’s gonna get hurt if you play games with him.”
“I’m not playing games,” he said airily.
“Dammit, Jewel,” I said, shoving at him. He didn’t move an inch, and his smile rose higher on his cheek as he fed off any reaction from me.
“What is it, huh? You just trying to get under my skin? Congratulations, it worked. Now, leave him the fuck alone.”
Jewel gave a noncommittal hum, and his eyes lowered, perusing up and down my body in a way that made my skin prickle with awareness.
I swallowed, my mouth dry.
The reasonable part of my brain was screaming at me to back up, to shove him out of my apartment and slam the door.
But when the fuck had I listened to reason?
The rest of me was heating up and tempted to see where this was going.
“Wrong,” he said, his hand coming down to stroke my arm. He leaned closer, so his lips were brushing my ear. “I’m a bit jealous of him, you know. Getting all your attention. Your smiles.”
I didn’t move.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and my breath caught in my throat as he pulled me closer, his hand moving down the small of my back.
“Your touch.”
This was a fantasy as familiar as breathing. Memories sparked over my skin, of the first time he’d done this, of that perfect night before everything had fallen apart.
It felt so fucking good.
I was already betraying a shiver as his other hand skated over my hip, his fingers digging into my ass. My body was warming up, simmering with heat at his touch.
“Bullshit,” I breathed as he pulled me flush against him. My body was arching into his, my hand moving up to rest on the firm muscles of his torso.
“Is it?” he purred. “We’ve always had something electric. But now you keep pushing me away. Testing me. Saying you’ve moved on. But I need you.”
He pulled back, his beautiful golden eyes looking at me, pupils blown with desire.
I could feel his cock now, pressing against my stomach, and my body was responding to his, my arousal aching between my legs.
I ground against him, summoning sparks of pleasure where we touched.
Fuck, I needed more.
But if I was going to do this, it would be on my terms.
“Let’s make a deal,” I said, hooking my arms around his neck.
I used the leverage to get myself up onto the counter, Jewel between my legs.
He was staring at me, eyes hooded. I looped my finger into the chain around his neck and pulled him close.
His eyes fluttered closed as he leaned closer.
Our lips were almost touching, but he followed my lead.
“You want to fuck?”
“Yes,” he groaned. “I need you, Jade.”
“All right. As long as you stop playing games with Casey.”
I could do this.
This time, it could just be sex.
I'd give him my body and nothing more. My heart would be locked down tighter than the Cimmerian Vaults.
“Deal,” Jewel purred, and captured my lips in his, erasing all other thoughts from my mind.
It was better than last time.
Last time, we’d both been new to everything, going by instinct, but now our instincts had been honed and sharpened. His kiss was fierce, and my hands cupped his face as our tongues clashed.
Years had passed, and I’d had other lovers, but none of them had come close to Jewel. Now that I’d given in to his temptation, I felt almost possessed. How could I ever get enough of this?
My pussy was throbbing, already soaked, as my hands danced over the muscles defined in his arms. I could feel his strength, the tautness as he held me in a desperate grip. He tugged me closer, and I wrapped my legs around him.
He was moulding his body to mine, a response echoing for every shift and touch I made. He surrounded me and seemed to know what I wanted before I did.
We broke our kiss, and I let my head fall back as he moved down, nose trailing over my collarbone until he caught one of my nipples in his mouth through my shirt.
Fuck.
I was unable to stop the moans of pleasure he was coaxing from me, because his mouth felt so good, his hand cupping the breast on the other side and rolling the nipple there as well.
I was panting as I looked down to see his golden eyes watching me with a feral intensity. I squeezed my thighs around him tighter, urging him on.
Jewel fucking Fairchild.
My wild, beautiful fey.
Desperate for me.
His magic was making me feel like I was the center of his world. The center of the whole damn universe. I hated and loved him for it.
It was dangerously intoxicating.
I pulled my shirt over my head, and Jewel groaned as he took in my small breasts, the nipples hard and swollen from his attention. He took his own shirt off and cast it to the side, revealing the hard outline of his cock pressing against his tight pants.
“Fuck, Jade.”
He lifted his emerald-coloured nail to trace a circle on my breast, making another rush of pleasure sweep over me. “I’ve been dreaming of you for years.”
His face was raw and earnest in a way I’d only seen once before.
Right before he broke my heart.
“Shut up,” I said through gritted teeth, yanking his head back down to my breasts. He didn’t fight me, latching on to a nipple and drawing a broken groan from my lips.
How dare he try that shit?
What was he playing at?
I wiggled back, removing my pants before shoving his down too.
The countertop was cool against my bare skin, but it was easy to ignore.
I stared at Jewel, taking in every inch of his hardened frame.
I’d not allowed myself more than a passing glance in my determination to reject him, and now I drank in the sight of him with greed.
He smirked at me and flicked his hair out of his eyes. His hand was now circling his length, lazily stroking up and down. He was leaking precum already, and I watched as he delved two fingers between his legs, collecting slick and using it to aid his strokes.
I’d never had sex with an omega—Jewel had still been a beta last time—but I’d heard stories.
I spread my legs and leaned back. The way he was looking at me like I was a feast…I could easily get addicted to it.
It made me feel like a queen.
A goddess.
“Fuck me then, Jewel.”
I slid a hand down to slip a finger inside myself, even though I wasn’t usually so bold. The Jewel effect.
I could see slick shining on his inner thighs, and precum welled from the tip of his swollen cock as he watched me.
I pulled my finger out and offered it to him, and he held my gaze as he leaned forward and sucked it into his mouth.
His pupils blew completely wide, and before I’d blinked, he’d grabbed my hips and pulled me against his hard length.
It rubbed up against my clit before his hand was there, guiding it.
“Ah—” I cried as he notched against my entrance and started to slide inside me.
My toes curled against his lower back as I felt the stretch, the smooth hardness of his dick sinking all the way to his hilt.
The truth was, I’d been dreaming of him for years too. Wondering what he would feel like entering me when I wasn’t losing my virginity, without the sting of pain or fumbling inexperience.
Now he was here, his hand finding my clit as he continued to split me open. Shit, nothing else had even come close to this. It was like everything he did was designed to drive me wild, so unbelievably sexy that I was already close—
He let out a snarl as he bottomed out, and the sound was enough to wring an orgasm from my body. I clung to him, nails digging into his shoulder as I canted my hips and rode it out.
I felt his teeth brush my shoulder, then his kisses trailing up my neck as he picked up a fast pace. The waves of ecstasy he’d started swelled to a new peak as he did; the sensations of him filling me so desperately was enough to draw his name from my lips.
“Yes,” he panted as he tensed as well. “Mine. Mine, Jade.”
His lips were brushing my neck, and then I felt him stiffen, spilling inside me. His teeth broke skin, and a bright, strange sensation bloomed in my mind. The feel of his release summoned another orgasm that made my ears ring. For a moment, I could only cling to him as pure pleasure wrecked me.
But then I was coming down, and with my awareness was a stinging sensation on my neck.
I shoved away from him, panting, and my hand flew up, coming away with a smear of blood. Jewel licked his lips as he looked at me, shuddering as he did so.
There was red smeared on them.
“Did you just bond me?” I asked, because I had no other explanation for this presence in my mind, faint but there. Settling in, making itself at home.
“Get out,” I snarled, shoving him away. The audacity of this bitch!
“Jade—” He took half a step toward me, his eyes wide, but I slid off the counter and shoved past him.
“Get out,” I repeated, pointing at the exit. I practically ran into my bathroom and slammed the door, eyes burning. My breathing was heavy, and I glared at my reflection in the mirror.
My hair was wild, my face flushed and lips red from kissing—a testament to my weakness.
The bite Jewel had given me was still stinging, trickles of blood smeared across the skin.
I scowled and pressed gauze against it until it stopped bleeding.
I heard a door close, which hopefully meant he’d finally listened to me.
Maybe because he could actually feel how pissed off I was.
I picked up my clothes and threw them into the laundry basket before I cleaned myself up.
I could sense him pressing on my consciousness, something bright and intense and other.
What was he feeling right now? Fuck if I knew.
I couldn’t even begin to untangle that mess; all I knew was that it was intense. I did my best to try and shove it away.
“Fuuuck,” I groaned. “You’re in so much trouble, Jade.”
Because it wasn’t just that he’d bonded me. I’d let him. With Hugo, the other night, I’d rejected that one. But Jewel’s had worked, and there was nowhere to hide from that. I’d accepted him, and now he was getting to peer into my soul.