Chapter 25
Bluebell
He’s right. There’s no reason to wait. We’ve hidden our love long enough, and Jasper’s gonna find out in less than twenty-four hours.
Hadrian uses his grip on the wall to pull himself slightly off the nest, just enough that he can shove his jeans all the way down. His thick cock springs free of the fabric, bobbing against his muscular thigh. My mouth waters, knowing that fabulous dick is mine for all of eternity.
Mine. All mine.
“So…” I waggle my brows at him. “I need to bite you, right?”
He nods and drops down, placing a beefy thigh on either side of my body. “Me first, baby, and then you seal the deal with your bite.” He pulls back enough to shoot me a serious look. “It’s all about intention, little witch. My intention to belong to you and yours to belong to me.”
He brings his mouth to mine so we’re breathing the same air. “I’d have done this on our first date, if I’m honest.”
Heat flares between my thighs, my body tightening in anticipation of him.
“I can’t wait to hear your heartbeat,” I whisper.
“You’ll feel more than that,” he says with a sexy little growl, leaning to drag his open mouth up my chest to the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. “Here.” He bites softly at the spot. “Right here is where I’m gonna bite you, little mate.”
Groaning, I arch my neck to give him full access. I cant my head to the side, moaning when he slicks his cool tongue up my skin.
“Fuck, Hadrian.” I sling both arms around his neck, loving how frankly enormous he feels on top of me.
“You’re wearing too many clothes, little one,” he croons against my skin.
Moving quickly, he pulls himself off me, hovering above like a sexy devil as he stares down at me.
He makes quick work of the clothing, shredding my shirt and yanking my jeans down my thighs.
After slipping a dark claw beneath my panties, he drags it carefully along my pussy.
Heat swirls through me, and I moan as he dips his claw just inside. He’s gentle with that deadly touch.
Until he spears his claw through the fabric and shreds it too. Underwear ruined, he pulls them from me and lifts them to his nose, sucking in a deep, ragged breath.
“Wet,” he says with a sexy moan. “Soaked through, mate. How hot are you for this?” Reaching down, he strokes his length, coaxing pre-cum from the tip.
We let out matching moans as he drips the sticky substance onto my lower belly. I reach down and gather it up onto my fingertips, then bring it to my mouth. Sucking my fingers clean, my eyes roll back into my head.
“So good.” I lap at my fingers, desperate for more of him.
Hadrian drops lower and brings his thighs around my face. Gripping his cock, he drags the tip along my lower lip. “Open up, baby.”
Like a good girl, I open wide and stick my tongue out.
He rubs the tip all over my tongue too, pre-cum coating it as a dark purple flush crawls over his cheeks and down his chest. His horns flex and straighten, rising tall above his head.
Shifting upward, I pull the tip of his dick into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks around it. He cries out, back arching as he brings both hands to his head. He’s desperate, wound tight, ready to explode.
I suck his tip, laving at the pinched skin on the underside, tickling my tongue down every piercing as his gasping cries grow louder and louder. When he sounds like he’s ready to combust, I fall against the edge of the nest and smirk up at him.
“You’re teasing me,” he bites out, purple eyes glittering. He leans forward, the leathery skin of his wings snapping tight as he moves low. Guiding his cock against my pussy lips, he thrusts once, hard, sinking to the hilt as I gasp.
“Gods! Oh fuck!” I let my knees fall wide, pumping my hips rhythmically as I force my overfull pussy to relax around my big mate.
He surges forward and rolls us, bringing his lips to my ear. “Use me, baby; ride this fat cock until you’re ready to come, and when you are, I’ll bite you.”
It’s too much. Too hot. Too full. And still I need more.
Rolling my hips, I grind my pussy against Hadrian’s body, loving how insanely full of him I am. How is it possible I can take all of him? I have no idea. But I do, moaning with desperation as he bites a slow path up my chest to my neck.
Just knowing what he’s about to do is enough to push me to the brink.
Soft bites grow ever more insistent as he begins to vibrate the thin bit of cartilage that sticks out over his cock.
The rhythmic vibrations against my clit have me thrusting hard and fast against him, chasing that relief.
I scrape my nails down his chest, practically begging to come.
With a sexy groan, he slips his tail between my ass cheeks and prods at my back hole. It’s featherlight pressure and it’s still enough to have my ass clenching in expectation of him.
“I’m so close,” he growls. “So damn close, baby.”
Rocking forward, I bend low enough to lick a flat path over his small, peaked nipple. He jolts and shudders, gripping my hips hard as a ragged groan leaves him.
“Do it again,” he commands, his tone nearly as pleading as I was feeling just seconds ago. Knowing my magic produces a sort of zing on his skin, I drag my fingers along his abs, pushing magic into his belly as I lave at his nipple.
“Now,” he roars, the baritone depth of his voice pulling goosebumps to the surface of my skin as magic sparks all around us.
Shifting forward, he clamps his mouth around that sacred spot, fangs sinking into my flesh. The pinch of pain has a howl echoing from my throat, but it falls into a scream as bliss erupts between my thighs. My body clenches around him, pulsating rhythmically as he roars into the bite.
Something snaps in my chest, arching my back as he drags a scream of pleasure from my overwrought body. Hadrian cries out again, the sound desperate as he pumps my pussy full of cum. It spills out of me, dripping down my ass and thighs as his thrusts grow erratic and wild.
I’m barely clinging to sanity as bliss fades, aftershocks rocking me when he carefully pulls his fangs from the wound.
Amethyst eyes come to mine, and he rubs a hand over his mouth. “Baby, talk to me. You okay?”
My chest heaves as I struggle to find the words. Shaking my head, I stare at him in utter awe. “No, mate, I’m not okay. I’m so much better than that. You’re mine, and no one can ever take that from us now.”
His serious expression fades to satisfaction, and he nuzzles my nose with his. “You need to bite me to complete the bond, sweetheart.”
I jerk my hips, demanding he roll onto his back. He unhooks his claws from the wall and tucks his wings behind him, settling against the headboard.
One brow lifts when I stop moving. “Yes, Mrs. Alkazar? Did you need something?”
I slide onto his lap, nestling his still-dripping cock against my belly. Rocking up and down it, I tease his mouth with mine. “So if I don’t bite you right now, what happens, Mister Alkazar?”
“I’ll be in agony,” he says with a sexy, breathless moan. “Total and complete agony, baby. I’ll follow you around like Ginger with Oz until you bless me with our bond.”
I rock up and down his length again with a playful shrug. “I dunno, Hadrian. Sounds kinda fun to me. There’s something appealing about the mental image of you chasing me around like you can’t get enough.”
He grips my throat, big thumb pressing to my lower lip. “If you need me on my knees, trailing after you with a leash and collar on, just say the word, mate. Whatever you want, it is my pleasure and privilege to provide. Whatever, I’m serious about that.”
Reaching down, I slot his cock between my thighs and sit down, clenching as I go.
Hadrian gasps and grunts, reaching up to grip a small cutout in the headboard wall. “Fuck, Bluebell. You’re gonna kill me with that sweet pussy.”
“What a way to go, though,” I murmur as I lean forward and lick a stripe up the muscular column of his throat. “Mine,” I growl. “This fucking body is all mine, do you understand me? No one else’s.”
“Yours,” he says, gripping my ass with his left hand as he starts shunting his hips again. I’m barely off the high from that last orgasm, and the bond is a swirling maelstrom of heat in my chest. But it’s a demanding heat. It seeks more. It needs completion.
I wanted to tease him, to drag this sexy thing out a little longer.
But I can’t.
I won’t.
Not when we’ve already had to hide one another for far too long and for stupid reasons. Worrying about our friendship? That was a valid worry. But as I stare at the male awaiting my teeth, eyes closed as his lips pull into a satisfied smile, I know I’m not gonna wait a single moment longer.
Surging forward, I sink my flat teeth into his skin, tugging at it as I infuse every shred of intention and power I can into the bite.
Hadrian screams, a guttural, primal sound that shakes the walls of the nest. In my chest, that thing between us snaps tight and sparkles, and he’s fucking there.
Another orgasm obliterates rational thought, giant rolling waves of pleasure radiating from my core. I don’t let the bite go, terrified to lose that sense of him, all those emotions swirling in him that I can feel now.
“Baby,” he gasps out. “You won’t lose me. Never.”
Oh gods, he can feel that worry now.
Pulling my teeth from his skin, I admire the way dark blood wells beneath the surface. The tiniest crescent indentions mar his skin. Frowning, I pull back. “I don’t think that’s even gonna scar. Damn, I bit as hard as I could.”
He chuckles and pulls me close, kissing my lips tenderly. When we part, he breathes hard against my mouth. “Baby, it’s jus—”
His body jerks, wings flaring up into a protective position. His body shakes as he grits his teeth and cries out. It’s a pained sound that has me running my hands up his throat and along his jawline, my magic sparking from my fingertips.
“Hadrian, baby, talk to me!” I shout.
But then that pained sound morphs into pure pleasure as his eyes roll into his head. His hips jerk with another orgasm, and the pressure of him stuffing me full has bliss shattering through me. The welling bites at my neck throb with piercing emotion.
His.
Mine.
A sense of possession so primal and strong, I can barely breathe around the strength of it. Gasping for air, I lean forward and press my ear to his chest.
Thwomp.
Thwomp.
Thwomp.
His heartbeat speeds up slightly, catching up to mine until they’re thumping along at exactly the same cadence. Even the muscles of his heart know he belongs to me.
The new bond is like a physical highway for emotion back and forth. It’s so fucking beautiful, I don’t know how I existed as a being without knowing this level of comfort. Of safety. Of just having someone ten thousand percent in my corner.
Any worry I ever had about our relationship, even the silliest ones that just stemmed from this bullshit with my brother, those are gone as I listen in amazement to the steady thud of our joined heartbeats.
“Mine,” I whisper into his skin. “You are all mine, Hadrian Alkazar.”