15. Maya #3
“Please,” I whispered as he hesitated. Something seemed to break then within him, because my robe fell off my shoulders and my silk nightgown straps began to slip down my arms.
“What do you need?” he asked, his voice deep and husky as hot kisses trailed my throat.
I let out a soft hiss as they trailed across my breast, nearing my nipple. I was so frustrated, and a sound came from my throat as he chuckled in a dark, almost scary way. I found myself getting more excited as he nipped on the delicate skin.
Somewhere in the house a clock chimed. Friday, two a.m. I gasped as something pushed through me violently, and Marco cursed and locked his arms around me.
My whole torso, from my throat down to between my thighs, lit up like a river of molten lava.
I whimpered as the sound of wings beat in my ears and everything inside of me sparked dangerously.
“Marco,” I whispered.
“Guess we got that wish,” he muttered. “Shhhh, it’s okay, Maya. Just relax, I’ve got you.”
I believed him, but it didn’t stop the panic when suddenly my chest exploded out to release six colorful flames that lined the center of my sternum. I inhaled, immediately realizing what they’d meant about being mates.
It was like everything I knew became narrowed, and these six massive planets started to circle around me.
A sense of safety and love filtered through my chest, so overwhelming I started to feel like I’d drown.
Fire licked under my skin as if branding me with their scent, and without a doubt, I understood that their words had been true.
I thought I had cared about them before, but it was nothing compared to the symphony of pure affection that emanated from inside of me now.
After a few moments, the feeling settled, and I collapsed forward into Marco’s arms. Everything stilled for a moment, my breathing rough.
“Happy birthday, Maya,” he whispered against my temple.
My birthday? I had turned eighteen! Holy crap. I smiled because of what that meant.
That flame of desire rekindled and punched me right in the stomach, my head snapping up as Marco’s mint-colored eyes darkened dangerously, a sound that he didn’t mean to let out coming from his throat.
“Maya…” he warned.
Hesitantly, but feeling something oddly predatory inside of me, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. I knew Marco had been in control earlier, and he still could be, but I needed him to know that I wanted him, even if it just meant kissing.
“I’m eighteen,” I reminded him.
He chuckled quietly and then groaned at my slight arch into him. “Baby girl, that was never a particular concern of mine. I would’ve never taken anything too far until you were aware of the mating bond and very, very willing.”
“I’m very, very willing,” I confirmed.
I let out a soft moan as his large hand came up to angle me back and hold my throat in a gentle yet commanding way. My body shivered, and I realized my top had fully slipped, exposing my breast that he began kissing his way down to.
“Oh wow,” I breathed as his lips closed around my nipple. My legs began to shake as he gently tugged on my nipple with his teeth and smoothed my hip with his other hand. I couldn’t control my breathing, and I found myself rolling into him, trying to grasp at something.
“Marco,” I pleaded.
“I know what you need, baby girl,” he whispered as his large, warm fingers pushed up my silk nightgown. I gasped as he touched my panties, causing a shock to go through me. My hips rolled as he groaned, and I began breathing harsher.
“Maya, I need your attention.” I looked up at him as he spoke. “I’m going to take this slow, but in order to do that, I need you to trust me and not try to rush anything. Alright?”
I nodded, and his arm locked around my waist as a hot finger traced the edge of my panties.
I wanted him to touch me there and…I wasn’t positive what else, to be honest. I just needed his touch.
My whimper was impossible to hide as he pulled my panties to the side before lightly running a finger where no one had ever touched me.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured before popping a nipple into his mouth. “Have you ever touched yourself, Maya?”
My skin flushed. “One time, when I was alone.”
He hummed softly. “And how did you feel?”
“I think I did it wrong,” I said, my words turning into a moan. “This feels much better.”
He let out a curse but began to swirl the pad of his finger over my bundle of nerves.
I let out a soft sound as I felt wet heat turn molten between my legs.
I felt my walls clench, and as if he knew, Marco moved his fingers to my tight channel.
He slipped one finger in, and I let out a soft, needy moan.
“Baby girl,” he groaned in a throaty sound. “Your little pussy is so tight.”
“Marco, I need…”
His lips plastered to mine, his movements increasing with speed until my legs were trembling and my skin had broken into a flush. I let out a cry as he continued to slide in and out of me, and my eyes fluttered, causing him to grip me tighter.
My center began to tighten, and his rough words caused molten heat to explode throughout me.
“That’s it, Maya, are you going to come on my fingers?”
If that was what this was leading to, absolutely.
I cried out a ‘yes,’ and then his teeth pulled my nipple, causing me to gasp and tighten around him.
I was moving on my own accord now, searching for the thing I knew would make me feel better.
My hands wove into his thick, dark hair as something inside of me breathed out the word ‘mate.’
My lips pressed against his throat, and when he increased his speed, I exploded on his fingers as the best feeling in the world consumed me.
A euphoric high clouded my vision and his name was gasped from my mouth before I bit down on his neck, causing him to let out a low, pained noise.
I couldn’t help it, though—it felt right, and the shiver that overtook me had everything inside of me slumping in relief.
That.
That was what I needed.
“Wow,” I whispered, licking the bite mark I’d left. Marco was very still, and when he turned his head and pulled his fingers from me, I could practically see his dragon looking back at me. His arm locked around me as he pressed his forehead against my own, causing me to melt.
“You marked me,” he noted, his voice rough.
My eyes flew open in surprise. “I’m so sorry, Marco.”
No idea what I was apologizing for.
He shook his head, looking way too serious. “Don’t apologize for it, Maya, but tell me you meant it. You want to be my mate?”
A blush crawled across my cheeks. “Well, yeah. I mean, I thought I’d made that bit clear here.”
Marco chuckled before running his nose along my shoulder. “Can I mark you?”
His voice was so throaty and low, but this felt like it should be announced loudly.
It seemed like a big deal. I considered it for a moment and realized I trusted Marco.
I trusted them all. If he thought it was a good idea, then it probably was.
The man could’ve easily taken advantage of how naive I was, yet he just continued to lead me through it, step by step.
“Yes,” I whispered, nodding.
“You know this seals the mating bond, right?” he asked. See what I mean? “The others will want to mark you, but this will seal it for our entire flight for the time being. Are you sure you want that? Want us?”
“Yes.”
It was clear and loud, just like my cry as his teeth, which seemed a lot flippin’ pointier than before, broke my skin. He pulled back, his eyes closed as he licked his red-stained lips. I could feel our connection tightening, and my shoulder pulsed with warmth.
“Holy shit,” Marco muttered. “Henry was right.”
“What?” I frowned. The man in front of me adjusted my outfit and drew my robe up so I was comfortably dressed.
“You’re a?—”
Right then a bell rang, and Marco froze. I heard movement upstairs, and Atlas was there in a second, his eyes dark.
“South border,” he murmured.
Marco grunted and looked at me. “Maya, honey, can you go upstairs? Someone is trying to get onto our property, and that most likely doesn’t bode well. For them, at least.”
I stood up and after a brief kiss went to watch from upstairs, because of course I’d watch.
I had to make sure nothing bad happened to them.
On my way, Atlas stopped me on the stairs, making me shiver as he moved my hair and looked at the bite mark on my shoulder.
My heart beat an unsteady rhythm as he flashed a smile.
“Early birthday?” He grinned as I nodded.
“Happy birthday.” He pressed his lips to mine in a fleeting movement, then went outside with the rest of my dragons.
I frowned, feeling off about this entire thing, and was glad to see a few of them stayed in the back yard.
I could be tough, but defending an entire house on my own was a big stretch.
I reached the top of the stairs and turned towards my bedroom?—
When my hair was tugged back and a cloth came over my mouth. I cursed out loud, feeling like it was well-deserved, considering I blacked out looking up at Jed’s furious eyes.