16. Dravik
Dravik
I’m woken by a hum deep within my soul.
My eyes snap open and immediately move to the doorway. There’s a tugging in my chest, insistent and impossible to ignore. It wants me to get up. To investigate what it is that’s causing this indescribable feeling.
The bond I share with Rhune is going nuts. His emotions are heightened, and I can feel every single one of them. Possessiveness. Euphoria. Lust.
It drives me mad and causes my control to slip, and before I know what’s happening, my inner demon has taken over, and it’s pulling my body toward the doorway.
I have to find it. Have to find… her…
Using the wall for support, I continue down the tunnel, blindly following the pull of the magic chord. I stop in front of Rhune’s bedroom, and my senses are assaulted with the most intoxicating scent. Sweet and tart, like ripe palepears.
Willow…
Unable to deny the pull, I shove the covering inside and storm into the bedroom. As soon as my eyes take in the situation, I come to a halt, all of the air whooshing from my lungs.
I’m not sure what I expected to find, but it was never this.
Rhune is holding Willow’s back against his chest, his large hand toying with her breast, drawing sounds of bliss from her swollen lips. The other is wrapped around her throat, his fingers pressing lightly against her pulse points.
Nyx is… gone. He’s lying on his stomach between her thighs, his shoulder muscles shuddering as he eagerly laps at her cunt.
The glow of his eyes paints her skin a bright shade of turquoise that hides the flush of her skin, and based on the sounds coming from her mouth, she’s enjoying it just as much as him. If not more.
Rhune leans down, trailing his tongue up the side of her neck, and Willow’s eyes roll to the back of her head, leaving just the whites visible.
Her lips part, and her back arches off Rhune’s chest as a ragged scream tears from her throat, filling the room with the sound of her pleasure.
Her eyes open as she comes, catching mine across the room, and I stare deep into those beautiful brown pools as she finds her release.
Juices flood from her sweet pussy, coating Nyx’s face and filling the room with wet sucking sounds as he continues licking her, prolonging her orgasm. I watch silently, jealousy replacing the blood in my veins as I struggle to hold my place on the wall.
Nyx’s muscles shudder as an animalistic groan falls from his lips, a wave of euphoria flows through our bond as her taste coats his tongue, getting me high off the same drug as him.
I grasp the wall as my control slips, the stone cracking heavily under my grip. Everything inside me wants to go over there—to see if she tastes as sweet as she smells—but I know I can’t. I have to remain in control.
At that moment, Nyx pulls his head up from Willow’s pussy. He turns slowly to face me, an infuriatingly smug grin tugging at the corner of his glistening mouth.
“Dravik. Why don’t you join us?” he asks, caressing Willow’s inner thigh. “I think she has one more in her.”
A spike of adrenaline floods my system, clearing my mind for the split second I need to get myself under control. Closing my eyes tight against the glorious sight of Willow, I take a deep breath in through my mouth, my fists clenching so hard my nails pierce my skin.
“You coming or not?”
With a murderous growl, my eyes spring open, connecting with Nyx, then moving to Rhune. “Both of you! Get away from her!”
Nyx waves me away and turns back to Willow’s spread center, meaning to continue what he started earlier. With a snarl, I send a wave of magic in his direction, powerful enough to send his body flying across the room.
Nyx smacks into the far wall with a dull thud, but the expression on his face tells me he’s not affected in the slightest.
“Wipe that grin off your face,” I growl. “How could you?”
“How could we not? She’s delicious,” he says, taunting me by licking his lips.
“She is a human! You cannot possibly think this is okay!” I roar.
“She took Rhune’s cock perfectly. Didn’t you, pet?”
Willow’s face heats as she pulls a fur over her naked torso. “I guess I did…”
I sputter, images of earlier flashing briefly in my mind and dragging me back to the edge of insanity. “That… that is not what I am talking about! You could have harmed her!”
“We didn’t.”
“You don’t know that!” I snap. “I’m taking her home right this moment. You animals clearly can’t be trusted around her.”
“Actually… I don’t think that’s happening anymore,” Rhune says.
I take a deep breath in through my nose, fighting the urge to wrap my hands around his throat and squeeze the life from him. “Why? Not?”
Wordless, Rhune grabs Willow’s left hand, pulling it up to the back of her palm facing toward me. And there, right in the center, is a glowing mate bond. The same one that Rhune possesses.
“It looks like she’ll have to stay with us a while longer,” Rhune says. “She’s my mate.”
My vision tunnels. A mate mark? A fated bond? “That’s… this is impossible!”
“Possible. It’s real, Dravik. She’s staying,” Nyx says, defiant. “You can’t separate them now. It will hurt her just as much as it hurts Rhune.”
I drag a hand over my face, all the fight leaving my body with my breath. “Fuck…”
Willow sits up a little higher, her brows creased in confusion. “Can someone explain what the hell is going on?”
I grunt. “Nothing good.”
“Hey!” Rhune says. “Don’t say that! This is great news!”
“Of course you would think that.” I roll my eyes. “Your head is full of rainbows and fluff.”
“Better than the bag of rocks you have in yours.”
My control snaps. I lunge toward Rhune with a murderous snarl, my fangs lengthening, piercing my lower lip as my transformation takes hold. My frame grows, filling the room with sickening snaps and pops and my bones stretch and snap into place.
“You!” My glare burns into Rhune’s terrified eyes. “You with your selfishness, with your thoughtless actions. Have you stopped for one moment to think about what you’ve done to this human? What you have damned her to?”
Rhune hangs his head, whining. “I didn’t…”
“Didn’t what? Didn’t care? You did what you thought was best for you, and now this poor human might very well die because of it!”
“I’m going to take care of her—”
“Does she want that? Would she want you without that damn bond?” Blood boiling, I force myself to turn from Rhune, his sharp claws piercing the flesh of his palms as he tightens them into fists. “I suppose it ceases to matter.”
“Don’t say that, Dravik—”
“I need some fresh air,” I say, stomping toward the exit. If I don’t get out of here right now, I might actually kill him—and Nyx, too.
“If there is so much as a hair out of place on her head when I get back, I will tear your useless hearts from your chests.” I keep my voice even, making sure my threat hits home.
When neither responds, I storm from the room, needing to get the fuck away from them before my anger burns me up from the inside.
I stalk down the long hallway to my bedroom, nearly tearing the covering from the door in my haste to get inside.
“Fuck.” I groan, lowering my head into my palms. Even now, through my anger, I can hear my soul calling for her. Desperate to bond, to complete what Rhune started.
I imagine this is how Rhune felt when he first laid eyes on her. I don’t want to admit it, but a part of me understands now why he stole her. This is… I cannot live with this. I cannot live without her.
She’s changing everything.