Chapter Eleven
H oly shitballs on fire!
Well, not really, because… eww…
But oh my Gods, this glorious man.
I want to lick his entire magnificent body like a lollipop. Maybe one day, when the world is calm, I will let myself give in to that notion. But I still intend to give Lucian everything I can. Tonight is for us . I promised myself that I was done fighting against the Gods’ gifts, and what a gift he is. And after tonight, this pull I tried to convince myself wasn’t for him will be a solid and forever bond.
That thought causes a brief moment of fear.
What if I am forcing him into this? Or worse... tricking him under the guise of lust?
I pull away from my kisses and release his hands, only to reach up and place mine on either side of his face. His eyes flutter open, and he looks at me with a beautiful smile that I can’t help returning.
“Lucian,” my voice goes out for a moment, but I push forward. I am stronger than my fear of rejection. I proved that when I was a teenager, and I am stronger than that now. I will be strong enough to do this.
If I truly want him to accept all of me, it must be his choice. Something that he has had nearly enough of in his long life.
“Lucian, do you want this? Me, I mean? Do you want our bond to be confirmed? I promise not to be upset with you, angry if you say no, or even need more time. But this has to be your decision just as much as mine. I won’t take that from you.“ I suck in a breath and hold it, but the look in his eyes softens and calms me.
“You have given me so much in such a short time, but this?” he says. “This is the best gift of all. You have given me respect and a choice. I promise to spend the rest of my life respecting you and loving you, as you will always be my choice. I have never wanted anything in this world more than I want this with you, Animus Meus .”
I thought perhaps the first time he said it was a mistake, but it was clearly a slip.
Animus Meus.
His soul.
I let go of his cheeks and slowly trail my finger down his chest.
“Well, I’m going to need you to remember all of that when I do something crazy and start driving you nuts.” I look at him through my eyelashes, trying to be coy, but I probably look demented. “Because that is bound to happen daily.”
He chuckles, and the vibrations go straight to my exposed core. “You are worth it,” he whispers.
Those four small words mean so much. Tiny wings flutter wildly around in my chest, and my body feels as if my body could simply melt into his.
With a renewed sense of confidence in my actions, I let my hands roam down his body again because I just can’t help myself before shimmying down just below the zipper of his jeans. I move my tail up to trace along the bottom edge of his left wing, and his eyes flutter shut. I gently move my fingers to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Only, once I have them completely open, he doesn’t–you know–spring free like I’m used to. He coughs quietly to get my attention, and I look up at his face. He has a smirk on his face at my obvious confusion.
“Umm…” he scratches the back of his neck as he sits up a little.
“You will need to hop off for just a minute so that I can remove my pants if you want to find what you are looking for.”
I move my body so that I’m no longer straddling him, and he stands up, facing away from me.
Well, this is a first. Is he shy? Maybe he is a ‘grow-er, not a show-er’ kind of guy?
That still doesn’t quite explain–
When he turns around, I lose all train of thought and my mouth gapes.
“Where the fuck were you hiding that?!?!“ I yell at what has to be the largest penis in the Earthly realm. My eyes grow wide. He’s going to rip me in two. I mean, I will go out gloriously, but still...
“The Gods wouldn’t give me more dick than I could handle, right?” I mutter to myself, but I know he hears me when he snickers in response.
I stare at the extra branch he is packing-haha, get it? He’s a tree dryad? Anyways–the more I look at it, the more my vagina begins to twinge. I must be giving off hungry vibes because Lucian grabs hold at the base and slowly strokes his hand to the tip, causing a tiny bead of precum to escape. The sight makes me drop to my knees in front of him, and lick my lips like a starved puppy in need of a treat.
I lean in a little–prepared to shove as much of this monster dong in my mouth as possible–but Lucian’s hands press against my shoulders softly. I stop and look up at him, only to see his head tilt and his brows pinched tightly in confusion. The realization that he has never done this before has me feeling so very– very –naughty.
Oh, you poor baby. I smile wickedly. I’m going to rock your world.
“Remember, Lucian. This is about me pleasuring you. Just relax and trust me.”
He drops his hands and smiles again. “Always,” he says with a quiet conviction that has me feeling all gooey again.
Alright, back to the cock-zilla at hand–er... mouth?
“Maybe you should lie back down? It might be more comfortable.” Plus I won’t have to nearly stand for this bit. The dude is just so tall.
He nods a little more confidently and lowers himself to the ground in front of me, but not before placing a soft kiss on my cheek that makes them blush furiously.
Wasting no time at all getting my fill of touching him again, I move my hands up his exposed legs, and feel the tiny electrical prickles across my fingertips. I wonder...
“Do you feel that too?” I ask him.
“Yes,” he answers. His voice is so low with desire that has my whole body shivering in response and my clit throbbing. Soon girl, very soon.
My hands trail up his thighs and along either side of his throbbing hard dick. He growls in his throat again, and this time I don’t hesitate to lean down and lap my tongue across the tip. He gasps deeply, and the taste of him sends another wave of shivers through my body. He tastes like a sweet apple tarte.
And oh my Gods , do I love sweet apple tarte!
Without waiting for any further response, I grasp the base of his cock and take the tip into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around and feel his hips buck in response.
Now, I’m not foolish enough to think that this entire dick will actually fit in my mouth, but I am prepared for that. I bring my other hand up and wrap it around his shaft. Then I lower my mouth and take him inside until my lips brush against my fingers. I squeeze my lips, gently twist my hand, and hollow my cheeks as I move back up his shaft. My tail rubs against his balls and taint as my lips hit the end, breaking the suction with an audible ‘POP.’
Lucian groans, and hot liquid sprays across my chest.
Wow. He really hasn’t let anyone pleasure him before.
Snagging my shirt–or maybe his?–I clean myself off. When I turn back, I definitely do not expect to see him sitting up, panting.
My eyes widen at the sight. His captivating eyes are glowing, and there is a hunger radiating from him in palpable waves.
My skin breaks out in goosebumps, and then he moves so quickly that he has me pinned to the ground beneath him before I even register his movement. He wastes no time devouring my mouth before trailing tiny bites along my neck and licking his tongue across my nipple. My back arches instantly, and I moan. I barely hear him whisper, “My turn”, before his tongue swipes across my other taut nipple.
I feel the head of his cock press into my slit before he begins to move it up and down, covering himself in my arousal. He keeps going, rubbing himself, through my valley, straight across my clit, and making me squirm. When he sucks my nipple into his mouth, I cry out, and he uses the distraction to press his cock slowly inside me. He doesn’t go all the way at first but instead enters me inch by aching inch, making sure to distract me with his tongue and teeth on my flesh.
Once I feel his hips press into my pelvis, I know that he has finally made it all the way. The ache is real, but not overwhelmingly so.
He leans forward and looks into my eyes. “Am I hurting you?”
I smile and shake my head. “No.”
“Good, because you feel fucking gloriously tight around my cock. You feel a million times better than I ever imagined,” he admits, and I just can’t help but poke at him a little.
“Did you imagine me a lot?” I ask.
His eyes go wide for the briefest of moments before he notices me biting my lip to keep from laughing. He smirks and leans in closely before speaking. “Yes, I did.” He slowly pulls out of me, before pushing back all the way in and speaks again. “Do you want to know what I imagined, Animus Meus ?”
Oh, this is not what I expected from my sweet Lucian at all, but fucking hell, do I love it.
“What?” I finally manage to spit out breathlessly.
“Touching you,” he says as he trails his palm down the side of my neck before cupping my breast. “Tasting you.” He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth again, and I moan.
He releases my nipple and pulls his cock out of my channel a little more this time.
“Being inside you,” he says breathlessly before thrusting himself in just a little faster. The sensation makes my leg shake, and I begin to feel like I’m going to lose my mind.
“Lucian, please,” I whimper.
“It’s my turn to please you.” He says before pulling out and thrusting back into me again. He grabs both of my breasts and pinches my nipples before pulling out and entering me once more plunging right back in. Then he leans back down to me and plants kisses along my neck while agonizingly slowly pulling out and pressing in. His hand snakes down between our bodies, and his fingers dance gracefully across my clit while he picks up the pace a little.
The pressure inside me begins to build and manage to get my hands onto his wings, gripping tightly when he pulls out, and I use the leverage to slam my hips upward as he thrusts into me. The force causes his cock to throb harder inside of me and my vagina squeezes him tightly. We both cry out in pleasure.
He begins flicking his finger across my nub a little faster, and I feel weightless.
Curious, I spare a moment to glance around and discover that Lucian has actually lifted us up. His wings beat steadily to hold us up, and my tail wraps around his leg. He leans in and kisses me before his slow and torturous control finally breaks. He begins driving inside me with wild abandon while his deft finger never leaves my nub.
The sensations are overwhelming, and it only takes a moment before I break apart. I scream out his name, and he calls mine in return. I feel his warmth shooting into me, and can’t think of any way my body could feel better right now.
The pull in my chest snaps tight before relaxing. What had felt like an aggressive and controlling tether before, now feels like a soft ribbon. While I can sense my own happiness right now, I can also feel his. Almost like a fleeting thought at the back of my mind. It’s comforting.
He leans his forehead against mine. “I love you, Forsythia.”
My heart beats faster, but with the soul-bond secure and part of me finally at peace, the words leave my lips before I can even consider them.
“I love you too, Lucian.”
The bond thrums pleasingly at my admission, and while my own insecurities scream for me to take back the words, my heart refuses to obey.
I don’t care how long I have known him. Lucian feels like my rock. The thing that has been missing from my life.
He lowers us to the ground and curls my body against his.
As my eyes begin to drift close, I press my hand against my chest, where the tight pull from my other mate still calls me.
I’m coming for you, Blake.
Just hold on a little longer.