Chapter 5
Chapter five
Palmer
One thing was certain.
I was losing my fucking mind.
Or maybe, just maybe, I was finding it for the first time.
My hips bucked hard as I rode Jasper's tongue. He was relentless, and I was desperate.
I tried to tell myself I was desperate for the information that was locked deep within his mind, but the bond that we now shared... with power sharing and the fact that we were both on the brink of discovering some long-buried secrets, it was a unique connection that I'd never had with anyone else.
It was intoxicating. He was intoxicating.
My hands gripped the headboard as his tongue expanded.
He was pushing the boundaries of my pleasure, and I could feel my body trembling with anticipation.
I closed my eyes, letting the sensations take over me. His tongue worked its magic, and I felt myself slipping away, flashes of memory passing through my consciousness like a dream.
I was beside Jasper, walking through ancient stone castle halls hundreds of years ago, as if it were just yesterday.
Laughter in the distance had us entering a grand ballroom that was full of demons.
He was smiling as he took in the scene. His gaze bounced around the room in awe.
I slipped my hand in his, and we smiled at each other.
His smile abruptly fell as he spotted something, or someone, across the room.
I followed his line of sight and gasped softly at the sight of Asrael, my mentor, standing with three other men.
Wings, horns, and tails. Asrael was a demon?
! What the fuck? I blinked, realizing I recognized all of them from my training.
The King of Besmet, Thane Carlisle, was looking sternly at his son, Bram.
The other man was none other than the head of Montague's number one competitor, Radical Inc., Khol Larson. Apparently, he was a demon, too.
The vision dissipated as quickly as it arrived, taking a backseat to the absolute wave of power that was moving through my body. Jasper's mouth kept working, expertly hitting all the right spots until I was finally on the brink.
"Jasper! Oh, I don't think I can take it!" My entire body was shaking as he continued to ramp me up to impossible heights. I tried to move away to lessen the intensity.
A deep, rumbling growl exploded from his chest, sending vibrations up through my cunt. A warning. Both of his hands clamped onto my thighs, and he pulled me down hard. It was too much.
My body splintered and shattered for him, and there was no stopping my body from delivering exactly what he was after. I screamed out when his tongue retreated, effectively breaking the dam.
"Fuck yes, baby witch, give it to me," he demanded, and then I was spinning in the air.
"Oh, gods." I'd meant it to sound more shocked, but I moaned it instead because fuck, my body was still shaking and leaking, only now... I was on my back. Two feet above the bed. Floating. "How..." My voiced thought trailed off as I realized what I was seeing.
Jasper was directly above me. His wings, which I had never seen, were fanned out.
Deep obsidian horns stuck out of his dark red hair, and I didn't have to see to know that his tail was also on full display.
I could feel it wrapping around my left ankle.
His eyes glowed an eerie green as he hovered above me in all his glory.
He was stunning, and I could only marvel at the sight of him, never taking his gaze from mine.
"You're perfect," I whispered, surprising myself. I had never been the kind of girl who said shit like that in bed. Especially not the first time I slept with someone.
He smirked, and I noticed a drop of my release about to fall from his chin. "Far from it," he said huskily. My eyes widened when he quickly flicked his tongue out, catching my essence before it fell to the bed beneath us.
His fingers dug into my hips, and he growled once more, a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.
"I can't wait any longer," he said gruffly as he fit himself between my legs.
"Fuck me, Jasper. I need you."
I need you? Who am I right now?
I felt the broad head of his cock press against me, seeking entrance, and the only thing I had room for in my head was Jasper.
He was invading my mind, body, and soul, but instead of reacting the way I normally would, I moaned, and my body relaxed, letting him sink all the way in with one powerful thrust that left us both gasping for breath.
"It's too good," he groaned, almost painfully. He kept his movements slow, his hips rocking in a tantalizing rhythm that set my body on fire with each subtle movement. His eyes never left mine, and I felt myself melting into him as our bond grew stronger.
My hands framed his face, and I found myself whispering, "Why is this so intense?"
I felt like I was dancing between realities; Jasper's past and his present were colliding in my mind with every touch and caress. His green eyes flashed brighter, and I moaned deeply, feeling fuller than I had just moments before.
I sucked in a sharp breath as he drove into me again. "Does your cock get wider, too?"
Jasper's movements instantly stopped as though someone had frozen him in place. "Oh fuck," he blurted out as we slowly descended from the air to the bed.
"What? I'm not saying I don't like it, but it's pretty, um... snug in there at the moment."
He still wasn't moving. I wasn't even positive he was breathing. I was beginning to feel nervous, as if something was going on, and I was clueless.
"Okay, well, this got awkward," I said as I attempted to wiggle away from him. My movements snapped him out of his trance, and his large hands gripped my hips, holding me in place.
"Palmer, I didn't realize this was possible... and I apologize."
I half-heartedly chuckled and shoved his shoulders back. "I've never had a guy apologize to me for having too thick a cock."
"Do not speak of other men's cocks while mine is inside of you."
My brows lifted. "Are you fucking serious right now?
We fucked once, or—" I glanced down between my legs "—almost fucked, once.
You don't get to be the jealous—" My words disappeared along with the breath in my lungs.
The overly full sensations from a moment before were now becoming painful. "What the fuck is happening, Jasper?!"
He leaned down, his face a breath from mine. "I'm so sorry." His hand brushed some wayward strands of hair from my face. "I'd never hurt you."
"You're hurting me now," I whined, wincing as his cock stretched me beyond anything I'd ever experienced.
The pain on his face must've mirrored my own. "I wish I could stop, but once it starts, it can't be stopped."
"Once what starts?!" My heart was racing so fast that the original pain I'd felt had all but vanished with the rising anxiety over what his answer was going to be.
"I'm going to explain everything. I promise. But first, I think you should try to switch back into your spirit form; that may make this more tolerable for you."
I blinked and held my hand up before my eyes. When had I turned corporeal again? I hadn't even realized. Focusing on our shared power, I shifted into my spirit form once more. Thankfully, I could still feel everything, but without the pain.
"It doesn't hurt anymore," I admitted, kind of surprised.
Jasper frowned. "I'm afraid to so much as flex my big toe right now. If I were to move, I can't say what'll happen." The veins in his neck bulged as he restrained himself. I could see the internal battle he was having as he had to hold himself back.
A memory of my own filtered through my mind, back to that first night in Haunt. When Talon had all but been torn away from me, and how I'd felt the same feelings then, just on a much smaller scale, due to how quickly they acted. Was this what they were trying to prevent?
"Why is it such a big deal? I mean, your tongue does this weird ass expansion thing too. You can control that, but not your dick?"
"It's different," Jasper gritted out. "But I guess this makes sense; it's probably why we're able to share our powers."
I snorted. "Literally, none of this makes sense to me. I'm lying here with your monster cock holding my pussy hostage!" I slapped my hands down on the bed, causing both of us to jolt from my movements. A shot of white, hot, burning pleasure blasted through me. "Ohhhh. Oh, my gods."
I watched as Jasper's eyes rolled back in his head as he experienced whatever the fuck that was. Suddenly, it was like all hell broke loose, and whatever was blocking the memories in Jasper's head gave way.
I gasped as the floodgates of Jasper's memories burst open, overwhelming my mind. Snippets and scenes flashed before my eyes, each one more vivid than the last.
I saw Jasper and Rhodes together, their bodies intertwined in a passionate embrace.
The love between them was palpable, so intense it made my heart ache.
Their stolen moments were filled with tender caresses and whispered promises.
But in the shadows, I caught glimpses of Asrael watching them, his eyes burning with jealousy and rage.
The scenes shifted, and I felt the weight of Asrael's toxic manipulation pressing down on Jasper.
I witnessed hushed conversations in dark corners, where Asrael's honeyed words dripped with poison.
He played on Jasper's insecurities, twisting his thoughts and emotions until Jasper doubted his own worth. This was all looking and feeling much too familiar. The things he was saying were words he’d said to me hundreds of times, and I started to feel sick, watching this unfold from the outside.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Asrael's fury erupted like a volcano. I saw him storming into a bedroom, finding Rhodes and Jasper together. The next moments were a blur of chaos as guards seized Jasper, dragging him away.