Chapter 38
CHAPTER
THIRTY-EIGHT
The court is hosting a party. There is one every night, but we don’t always attend.
I am this evening, however, for one purpose only—my love.
I can feel her need, her hunger matching my own.
She’s been holding back, too busy with her duties, and I have not had the heart to broach the subject, but I need to feed, and tonight, she is my prey.
I know she senses me when I enter the hall. Her eyes lock on me across the room as she lies back on a golden lounger, her eyes warm with desire as they drag down my body. Wearing little more than a sheer, glittering dress and heels, she shines brighter than anyone else.
She is their queen, but she’s my woman.
When her eyes meet mine once more, they beckon to me as she tips her head to the side, letting her hair fall away to expose Corbin’s healing mate mark.
She slept for days after in the forest, and only our senses helped us find them, not that she seemed bothered.
The scales that sparkle like diamonds across her chest and shoulders are marks of her other mate, Frost.
I don’t need to mark her. Everyone knows I am hers and she is mine.
All it takes is one look and our powers reach for each other.
She lifts her hand lazily, and her diamond bracelets slide down her arm with the movement as she crooks her fingers, calling to me.
I could make her work for it, but my need to feed is riding me hard, and my girl looks good enough to eat, so I walk through the throng of partygoers, the smell of sex and booze in the air.
As I slowly saunter through the crowd, my powers hit the people around us, and they fall upon each other.
When I reach Elara, I go to drop to my knees, but her heel presses against my chest, stilling my movement.
“You want to feed, and I want to ride you.” Rising to her feet, she slides her hand down my chest and grips my cock.
I sway into her, pressing against her skin and drinking her power.
Turning me with a smirk, she pushes me down until I’m sprawled across the lounge, then she lifts her dress to her waist and exposes her bare, beautiful pussy to my greedy eyes before sitting astride me.
“You knew I was coming.” I groan, laying my head back until I can see her as she strokes my chest. Her hands slip into my partially open shirt.
I wore it on purpose, since I know she likes it like that.
It’s similar to the outfit I wore when we first met, and within seconds, the buttons are torn free, flying through the air as she exposes my pecs.
Her red lips purse as she leans down and places a kiss over my heart, leaving a perfect print there before kissing every available bit of flesh. A shiver of ecstasy washes through me, and my eyes close as I let her do whatever she wants. It took me a while to be this relaxed, but it was worth it.
Kissing down my torso, she reaches my trousers and hesitates, so I open my eyes. “I knew you were coming, and I’ve been wet, imagining this while I waited.”
“I’ll never keep you waiting ever again,” I promise as I tip her chin up and brush away a smear of her lipstick. “It’s a pretty colour.”
“It is. It would look even better on you.” Before I can ask what she means, my trousers are undone and she’s pulling my hard length free.
Elara lowers her head, kissing the tip of my cock as I groan, then she opens her mouth and swallows my length to the base.
Her red lips hit my pelvis and leave a mark.
“Fuck, it does look good on me.” I rest my hand in her curly blonde hair. “Baby, I won’t last long with you looking at me like that.”
Popping her mouth free, she leans up and kisses me. Desire courses through my veins, so I tug her closer. “I don’t want you to last long. I want to taste you. I want to worship my king in front of my people.” She swallows my cock again, and I know why she’s doing it.
She’s showing them we are equals, and I’m pretty sure she just enjoys sucking my cock too. I can’t even find the strength to stop her, not as her perfect lips engulf my length until I thrust into her mouth unchecked.
Soft music wraps around us, and the scent of sex drives me insane as my powers reach for her. She meets mine with her own, and before I can warn her, I spill down her throat with a muted yell.
Pulling off me, she licks me clean, her lipstick smeared as she moves up my body and presses her hands to my heaving chest. “My king tastes good.”
“Let me see,” I order as I pull her down and taste her lips. My salty essence mixes with her sweetness, and she whimpers into the kiss, grinding against my leg.
Slipping my other hand down her body, I finger her wet cunt and play with her clit until she cries out. She grabs my hand and replaces it with my length. “I need you too much to wait.” Her eyes are wild as she sinks down on me. Her tight, wet heat fits me like a glove, causing me to hiss.
My hands find her hips as I rock her on my cock, chasing that release. I start to feed as her desire mixes with mine once more. The harder I move, the stronger it grows. Our gazes remain locked as we feed on one another, all while we fuck, uncaring who is watching.
It’s normal for us and them. Luan and the others aren’t as free, but my girl enjoys it. She gets off on the hungry eyes on her. It’s who we are. I understand that, and I enjoy it too. It makes me hard as hell knowing they are watching me claim who they all crave.
Others have begged for a taste, but I am the one she cries out for.
Working her hips harder, she rides me so fucking good, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from coming too soon.
Gripping the arm of the lounge behind me, she moves faster, her lips meeting mine as she drips down my cock.
I slip the shoulders of her dress down until her beautiful breasts are bare for me, and when she leans back, rolling as she rides me, I sit up and place one foot on the floor on either side of the chair.
I tug her closer, enjoying her whimper of pleasure, and lower my head until I can wrap my lips around one of her rosy nipples.
When I suck and roll her tip in my mouth, she arches, pushing her breast into my face.
Cupping her other plump globe, I force them together so they overflow my hands, then I lick and suck both as she cries out above me.
“Ami,” she whispers.
Pushing from the floor, I drive into her harder, forcing her to bounce on my length as I punish her soft flesh.
She comes for me, squeezing my cock, but I still do not stop.
Lifting her into the air, I stand and lay her back across the lounge, then I lift her hips and drive into her.
The hard, punishing thrusts rock the seat and make her scream for me.
Her hands squeeze her own breasts as I watch.
“Ami, please!” Her pleas fill the room, and I know a crowd is watching, but all those eyes only make me hotter.
I drink down her pleasure as well as theirs, feasting as I claim my love.
Her fluttering cunt fights my invading length, but I don’t stop.
I force myself deeper, hitting those nerves that have her crying out.
I lap at the sweat trailing down her skin before transferring her to one hand, where I hold her aloft while my other hand slips between our bodies and abuses her swollen nub.
Red-hot pleasure claws at my back and balls as I restrain my release.
It’s all too much, but I won’t come until she does. I want us to detonate at the same time.
“Together,” I hiss as I pinch her clit. “I want us to come together. I want them all to feel what it is like when a succubus and incubus create magic.”
“Ami,” she cries out, the soft flesh of her hips bruised from my touch as I fuck her until fireworks explode in her eyes.
My fingers tighten on her clit, my cock burns up inside her, and I feel the moment she reaches the precipice again and falls because I am right here with her.
Her pleasure calls mine forward until I roar my release and fill her with it.
Our powers mix and explode, and the room goes along with it.
Every person present reaches their climax from the strength of our powers, and we feed.
Our bodies remain locked together as we feast on lust and pleasure until I overflow with it.
My woman holds me tightly in her body as we ride the wave of power we created.
When it finally ebbs, I throw us down on the lounger and look around, my hands and body shaking. Everyone else is sprawled out with happy, glazed looks.
Grinning, I pull my woman closer as she sprawls across me. “Magic,” I murmur as I kiss her deeply. “That’s what we are.”
“I love you, Ami,” she whispers, cupping my cheek and smiling at me softly. “I’m so glad we found each other.”
“Me too.” Emotion chokes my voice at the raw truth. I was lost, starving, alone, and ruined without her. Now, I have finally learned what happiness is, and I am never letting that go. I will be here with her until my body cannot house me any longer, and even then, I will find her again.
Some souls are just meant to be together, like us.
Lying under her on the lounge, I let her use me like a chair, stroking her beautiful body as she watches her people with a smile on her lips.
“I think we are going to be okay,” she says, and when she tips her head back to see me, it only grows. “Better than okay. I think we’ll be happy.”
“I know I am,” I murmur as I steal a kiss, smearing her lipstick further.
I’m happy. I have a home and people who would never betray or hurt me. Everyone here is a survivor, a warrior, and they know the pain I carry. This is where I belong, and the woman in my arms is my saviour and my future.