Chapter 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
ORION
Sex helped to patch over problems. Replaced pain with pleasure, took a weary mind off the darkness to replace it with a temporary, exquisite shimmer. And I wanted every blissful part of it to satiate my needs, carry me off into a realm of happy rainbows.
“Come here.” Miko’s baritone sent shockwaves through me, my heart dancing at his command.
My lips and tongue practically sang over the pleasure of his size and his salty taste. My head was full of his scent, my senses consumed by him.
I wanted more. To feel him inside me. To connect. To lose myself in his rugged beauty.
I moved closer.
He spat on his palm, using the saliva to slick up his cock. When I stepped within reach, he grabbed me by the backside with one hand, pulling me closer.
“Stay like that,” he demanded.
Done with being the dominant one, I obeyed.
More saliva, slicking up his fingers. He painted it between my cheeks, probing my hole, preparing me. I spread my legs, letting him break through the barrier and tease me, the burn delicious. The buildup amazing.
I couldn’t wait for him to fill me completely. Every fiber of my being responded with pulsating lust, wishing for a bedroom and a big bed, a thunderstorm outside to set the mood.
What I wouldn’t give to fuck him in a classy penthouse with actual lube and all the time in the world. Making love from sunset to sunrise, falling asleep in each other’s arms as the rain came down in sexy sheets against panoramic windows.
I’ll never give up on you…
Miko licked those gorgeous lips while he loosened me up. I was more than ready for him now.
But I waited for his command.
It didn’t take long.
“Climb aboard, cowboy,” he purred.
“Best rodeo ever.” I lowered myself until my knees reached the ground, the head of his cock pressed against my crevice.
“Ready?” he asked.
“More than ready.”
We worked together getting it in. I moaned against the minor discomfort, quickly adjusting to his length and girth until he was buried balls deep.
I almost climaxed as he pushed my special button.
Wow!
I steadied myself against the tide of orgasm, wiggling, holding onto his shoulders. I wanted to enjoy as much of him inside me as possible before I gushed all over him.
Let the riding begin.
I rocked my hips, taking my time. Embraced the feel of him, the tiny pants released from his parted lips.
Amazing.
His fingers dug into my hips as he thrust upward, working with me.
I rolled my hips, drawing a deeper groan from him. I liked to hear my man make sensual noises because of my body.
“Ori…” His eyes were molten shadows, rife with mischievous intent.
A hard, unexpected thrust made me whimper in the fun way. “Oh…”
“Like that?”
I kissed him in response. Hard, wet, aggressive. Bit his lip like he’d bit mine during our first fuck, pulling on the flesh slightly before I released it.
He drove upward once again like he was drilling for oil. “Naughty boy.” He bared his teeth, lunging forward and snaring my bottom lip, giving it a little nip.
Stars, I almost exploded again.
Our lips connected in a soothing kiss, a lovely counter against the bites.
I got back to my task of riding him. He might want to be my thrusting werewolf, but he’d have to have to wait for the next time. Tonight, I was his bouncing fae.
What if there is no next time?
I ignored my inner voices with actions, my dominant hat back on.
“Give me your hands,” I said.
He surrendered them to me. I entwined his fingers with mine, making sure to keep them locked and off to the side.
“This is all about the ride,” I crooned, taking full control.
He growled, going with it. Within seconds of my speed increasing, his grip on my hands tightened.
“Fuck…” The way he purred that word spurred me onward.
Faster, faster, his cock slamming into my core of pleasure. He held on tight, fingers melding with mine while I bounced and rocked, performing a wild lap dance. I rolled him to the edge of pleasure, entranced by every sound he made, reveling in the rising heat, the glisten of sweat across his brow.
I’d truly fallen for him. Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. We were so connected, so ready for the next stages of our bonding. To embark on a journey of the heart together.
Never leave me.
Never…
All thoughts fell aside as I hurled us into the pit of pleasure. I was done with thinking, my cock ready to unleash.
“Stars… Stars… Miko…”
“Cum for me.”
“Are you… Are you close?”
“Yeah.” He kissed me, keeping his lips on mine, fingers clamping down on mine, though not hurting me.
An inferno raged between us, the threshold of no return firmly crossed. A storm of sensation rolled between my legs, thundering through my body. I kept kissing him, wanting to be joined to him in every respect.
“Stars…” I panted into his mouth.
He growled, cock throbbing inside me.
We came at nearly the same time. I went first, unleashing myself over his jumper. Every burst drew whimpers from me, so incredible I wanted to cry and pray at the same time.
“Oh, Miko…”
Climaxes in the apocalypse hit different. A maelstrom of ecstasy, a palate cleanser like no other. Pleasure snatched from the jaws of sorrow. Kind of like forbidden fruit.
Or maybe it was just because Miko was my amazing bond mate, no other man able to compare.
Seconds after painting him with my cum, he grunted, thrusting his heat into me. Filling me up, doing exactly what I wanted him to do.
“Ori…” he spoke in delicious quivers.
Our hands were still connected.
“Miko…”
We stayed melded together for a long time, basking in the afterglow.
I never wanted it to end.
“One day, we can fuck completely naked,” I said, breaking the lovely silence.
“Don’t tease me.”
“I like to tease.” I kissed him on the nose.
“I’m still hard.”
“I can feel that.” Still inside me, raring to go.
Wow.
“I can’t get enough.”
His voice got me hot again. “Can you fuck me again?”
“You want?”
“Please. If you can manage it.”
Oh, he managed it. Doggy style this time, his fingers in my hair, his feral side in full flow as he pounded me into blissful oblivion.
“I love you,” I whispered after he collapsed on top of me, pinning me to the grass.
He kissed my ear, still hard inside me. “I love you, too.”
Jeans back up, we relaxed on the bench, my head in his lap.
“Sorry about that.” I poked at the cum stain I’d left on his jumper.
“Don’t worry.” He stroked my hair. “It’s a badge of honor.”
I smiled. “That’s adorable.”
He beeped my nose. “You’re worse than me.”
“Worse?”
“The cutesy kind of worse. Much cuter.”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
He shrugged. “Does to me.”
“You could’ve just said I’m cuter.”
“Nah. That’s boring.”
I laughed. “Silly alpha.”
He beeped my nose again. “Cute as fuck fae.”
I touched his lips, so enraptured by his everything. “You’re still cute, though.”
“If you insist.”
A cluster of stars caught my eye, gathered in the shape of a watermelon. “I should do my thanksgiving.”
“Your what?”
I sat up, stretching my arms above my head. “Thanksgiving prayer to the stars. All fae do it. Really, our words must be spoken at eight in the evening. To thank the stars for being alive. Be grateful for the breath in our lungs. Obviously, the time of my thanksgiving varies a lot nowadays.”
“They’re like your gods, right?”
“You could say that, yes. We came from them.”
“I’ve read some stuff about fae customs, but I’ve never heard of thanksgiving. That’s nice.”
I nodded, pointing up at the cluster. “Pretty, aren’t they?”
He cupped me by the chin. “Not as pretty as you.” He planted a soft kiss on my lips.
I felt my cheeks flush.
“You’re blushing now?” he questioned. “After what we just did?”
“An unexpected kiss.”
“Oh. How about another?” He went for a second.
I touched my lips, still pleasantly swollen from the tree session. “Thanks.”
“Always on hand for kisses.” He winked.
Until you’re not…
Miko seemed to pick up on my thinking. “Shit. Sorry.”
Rather than discuss the twisted nature of our future, I got up and put my hands together in prayer, eyes on the night sky.
“Thank you to the stars for keeping me alive. For keeping me strong.” The same words I said every time.
I added more. “And thank you for bringing Miko to me. I’m truly thankful, every single day, for him being in my life.”
Only to be snatched away…
I dropped my arms, staring at the blanket of twinkles, hoping for a miracle to fall from the sky.
A shooting star cut across the inky darkness.
I squeaked. “Did you see that?”
Big arms wrapped around my waist, a stubbled cheek brushing against mine. “Again, it wasn’t as pretty as you.” He kissed me.
I sent a wish on loop for things to work out for the best.
Selfish, maybe. But I just wanted to keep this alpha werewolf by my side forever.
Why couldn’t I have that?