Chapter 17
Perfection
I was furious the moment I felt Taylor’s sadness and tapped into her thoughts. I heard what that wench said to her, but I didn’t realize she took it to heart.
I’ve heard her thoughts about her body, but I didn’t think she doubted how I felt about it. As I said before, the gods made her perfect for me. There’s nothing I would change about Taylor or her body.
As I stare into her eyes, I intend to make myself clear. She will never doubt me again. I allow my gaze to search her pretty face. Cupping the side of her face, I run my thumb down the bridge of her nose.
Her mouth falls open as I drag my thumb down her lips. I groan and shove my thumb into her mouth. Her eyes light up before she begins to suck on the digit.
“You like the way I taste, baby?” I rumble out.
She smiles around my finger and nods. Her reddish-brown waves fall onto her face. I reach to brush the thick locks back with my free hand.
I’m already hard for her, but it’s growing painful as I watch her lips around my finger. Not able to help myself, I pull my hand free and cup her face before capturing her lips. I kiss her deeply and release my true breath into her mouth.
She moans as she releases her tight hold on my cut and wraps her arms around my neck. Smoke pours from her nose as she palms my head, trying to hold me closer to her. I devour her as I wrap my arms around her and lift her onto my waist.
I need her clothes gone. A dark chuckle leaves me as she makes them disappear with her magic. She for sure learned that lesson well. Moving one hand to her ass, I grasp one of her tits with the other.
“I wanted you from the first time I saw you. The only reason I didn’t approach you was because I thought you were human. A normal human wouldn’t survive me the way you can.
“In all my existence, I’ve never been attracted to someone the way I’m attracted to you. You’re perfect in every way to me. I don’t want you to think there’s anything you don’t have. My cum will look just as good on these mounds as it would if they were double D s.
“I love your body, Taylor. You have more than enough to fit in my mouth and I love the way I can grab them in my hands while I fuck you. Have you not seen how hard you keep me?
“I want you and only you, and I want you as you are. When I say the gods made you perfect for me, I mean that shit. If I had my own dictionary, your picture would be listed under perfection. You feel me, baby girl?”
“I feel you,” she whimpers.
“Good, now drop to your knees. I want you. I think it’s time we had some real fun.”
She slides down my body slowly as I make my clothes vanish. I love the new confidence that fills her eyes. She has no idea how much she owns me already.
She takes a few steps back and drops to her knees in front of me. I move before her and widen my stance, reaching to run my finger along her hairline and down her jaw.
“You’re so beautiful, baby.”
I drop my gaze to her tits. Her chest heaves as her little cinnamon-colored peaks harden. She has the perfect teardrop pair. Wrapping my hand around my length, I begin to stroke myself.
Taylor licks her lips as she stares at the action. Moving a bit closer, I touch her lips with the tip. Remembering my brother’s words, I decide not to remove my iron, but I do use my magic to keep the piercings from hurting her mouth.
My head falls back as she opens and takes me into her mouth. A deep groan leaves me as she begins to bob her head and soak my shaft with her sweet mouth. Gods, she’s good at this. I palm the back of her head and start to thrust my hips against her face.
Palming the base, I pull from her mouth and tip my cock against her lips. Eagerly, she tilts her head to lick and suck at the side of my length. She looks so sexy.
“Open for me. I want you to take me deep. Don’t stop until you have it all,” I command.
Taylor opens her mouth as lust fills her eyes. I watch as she starts to cover me with her lips. Her eyes begin to water as I disappear into her warm cavern, inch by inch. However, she doesn’t stop even as she starts to choke.
“That’s right, relax your throat and take me. Let me slide right in,” I groan out.
I don’t have to keep guiding her. Taylor does it just as I like. She keeps going until I come down her throat. I roar with satisfaction as she swallows my seed without it scorching her throat like only my mate can.
“My turn. Lie back,” I murmur as I drop to my knees.
Lifting my hand, I fan my fingers in the air for my cigar to appear. I bring the stogie to my lips and roll the end in my mouth as I keep my gaze on Taylor’s. She bites her lip, causing me to groan.
I beckon her with my finger. She sits up without hesitation. I reach for one of her nipples and press my thumb against it, then circle it gently.
“Come here, wet the other end for me. Not too much, just roll your tongue around it for me, baby,” I say in her thoughts.
I lean in for her to wrap her lips around the other end. I roll the cigar as we each wet an end. When I’m satisfied, I pull back from her, then pull the stick from my mouth. I punch one end as I prefer punching to cutting.
Then I snap my fingers with my other hand for a light. I roast the end before placing it back in my mouth as I roll the cigar slowly, I light the end as I take a few puffs. Once it’s fully lit, I pull it from my mouth and watch the cherry burn. Without looking away, I command.
“Open your legs for me.”
Taylor spreads her legs as she looks up at me curiously. Reaching for her ankle, I lift her foot and place the sole flat against my shoulder as I hover over her. Puffing at the cigar once again, I hold the smoke in my mouth and lean in to cover her lips with mine.
Blowing the smoke into her mouth, I pinch her nipple with my free hand. I pull back as she moans and smiles back at me. I allow my gaze to glide over her body lazily.
Cupping the back of her neck, I take her lips in a passionate kiss. I break the seal of our lips to kiss my way down her neck to her breasts. When I get to her hardened peak, I take it into my mouth and play with it with my tongue.
A gasp leaves her lips as I bite down on the little bud. Releasing the pebbled flesh, I then fill my mouth with smoke and blow it against the still-wet morsel of skin. Keeping my eyes on hers, I pull back to dip my head and kiss her ankle.
Slowly, I tease her toes with the tip of my tongue. I take another puff from the cigar and blow the smoke against the sole of her foot. She releases a sweet giggle mixed with a moan.
“How’s that? You want more?”
She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and nods her head. Tilting my head back, I place the cigar between my lips once again. After puffing twice, I hold the smoke in and move my face to her ankle.
As I slowly move up her leg toward her inner thigh, I allow the smoke to trail across her skin. My gaze is still on hers. However, as I get closer to her weeping lips, she throws her head back.
The scent of her essence is stronger than a normal human woman’s would be. It’s a smoky cocoa scent mixed with something else that’s mouthwatering. I lick my lips, wanting to dive right in, but I want her pleading for me before I do.
I take another pull of the stogie and repeat the action on the other leg. I can hear in her thoughts that she’s loving this. Her moans are giving her away as well.
“Bradan,” she whimpers.
When I get to her ankle, I pull back to glance at the cigar. Perfect, there’s about an inch and a half of ash on the tip. I brace my pinkie against the leg I started with and drag my hand up her leg this time.
The warmth of the ash is to heighten her senses. It isn’t hot enough to burn or break the skin. This is purely for sensation.
I have no doubt that she’s enjoying the cigar play as her juices drop from that sweet little pussy as she cries out for me. By the time I get to the apex of her thighs, I’m ready to eat. There’s so much more I want to do to her, but we’ll save something for another time.
Causing my stogie to vanish, I push my face into her sweet heat. Locking her thighs against my ears with my palms, I devour her with no intention of letting up until she comes at least twice for me.
“Bradan, oh God, I can’t take much more.”
I grin and keep going. I love the way she’s riding my face. Her legs begin to shake under my hold. When she cries out her third orgasm, I release her legs and move up her body to take her lips.
She groans as she sucks her flavor off my tongue. I slide into her before I transport us onto the bed. We land with a slight bounce and Taylor cries out loudly as the motion sends me deeper into her heat.
“ Oh fuck ,” she drags out.
Dipping my head, I love on her tits as I thrust into her wet, tight heaven. I suck on them, lick them, and knead them with my palms. Lifting to my knees, I grasp her waist and bow her back as I pound into her and bring her down on my length.
All the while, I have the perfect view of her breasts bouncing with the motion. My cock grows harder the more I watch them. I snort.
I hate the day she ever learned to question her body. Why compare the perfection of self to anything outside of one’s perfection? My brothers and I understand firsthand the complexities of one’s differences.
“Bradan, you feel so good,” she whimpers, breaking into my musings.
“Fucking perfect in every way,” I growl.
“Bradan, I’m coming,” she yells.
“Fucking let go. Stop holding back, little one. I want to feel you. I want your cum all over me.”
“Yes, Bradan. Yes. I want you so much.”
“I want you even more. You’re mine, Taylor. Everything about you was designed to please me. Never question how I feel again. No one else can hold a candle to you, baby girl.”
Taylor
“You don’t really need to use the cigar for smoke play, do you?” I ask as I lie across Bradan’s chest, absorbing his warmth.
“No, you will find the aesthetic of most plays add to the sensuality of the moment. Depending on the partner, visuals can be more important than touch and vice versa.”
“So what are you saying? You think I like the look of you,” I tease, feeling more comfortable with him.
“I know you do,” he says with a grin in his voice.
I lift my head to look up at him. Sure enough, he has a sexy smile on his lips. I reach to brush a lock of that red hair out of his face.
He’s right, I could stare at him for hours and that shit with the cigar was so hot to watch. When he threw his head back to puff at the cigar, I thought I was going to come from just the sight of him. The feel of the heat only served to make my body tingle all over while placing my senses on overload.
By the time he entered me, I was so wet and ready that I wanted him more than anything. Outside of the amazing sex, I’m totally falling for him.
As I feel myself opening up to him, I find that he feels like home to me. I’ve never had that before. I want to embrace it fully, but as a former foster child, I know better.
If he hadn’t done it for me with his magic, I wouldn’t have unpacked all my things. You never get too comfortable especially not in the beginning.
“You will spend centuries learning that I will not leave you, little one,” he says to my thoughts.
“Get out of my head,” I say and kiss his chest.
“You let me in.”
I did. A part of me wants him to know my fears and how hard I’m trying to hold on to this security that’s building between us. It’s still sinking in that not only have I found my sisters. I’ve found my person.
I release a sigh and snuggle back into his side. He wraps his arm tightly around me, holding me close. I wish we could stay like this for the rest of the night.
“I need to get ready for class,” I say sadly.
“I know,” he says, sounding annoyed.
“Do you think those hunters will show up again?”
“If they have any sense of self-preservation, they won’t. I’ll be with you either way. Taylor?”
“Yes?”
“You’re not returning to your job. You don’t need it anyway. I will take care of all your needs.
“You will want for nothing. Not money, shelter, or love. All the things you’ve wanted all your life. You will find them here with me.”
“I like the way that sounds.”
“Good, now rest. I will wake you in time to get ready for your class.”