Chapter 45
Chapter forty-five
Vidar
It’d taken a while for Kai to free Teagan from his grip, then he made the boy promise never to randomly show up again.
‘When all this is done, you can get to know my brother. But not now.’ Kai explained to Sen for the fifth time over the phone, anxiously tugging his braids. ‘He wouldn’t be safe. He’s my little brother, Sen. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.’
‘Kai, breathe. It’s okay. I’m not ready for a soulmate anyway, and Vidar will tell you I’m not a man easily tamed.’
The only reason I accepted Sen’s blatant lie was because of Kai’s tearful thanks.
Even after our call, Kai was wracked with guilt that I’d do anything to take from him. Which is how I find myself lying flat on our bed, naked, while an equally naked Kai sits between my spread legs.
“You’ll love it,” he reassures, a twinkle of mischief in his jade eyes, and I’m glad to see it, as well as the Script carved into his chest, proof he’s with me.
Even if I am apprehensive about my new…position.
“I’m not denying you…” I clear my throat, unsure where to put my hands. “But I’ve never tried this before, and don’t know how much I’ll enjoy myself.”
Kai holds up a bottle of lube and pours a good amount onto his fingers. “How about we try something that’ll make it more fun?”
Tossing the bottle on the mattress, Kai leans over me, ash blond braids falling into his face as he guides glistening fingers down. My body jolts when he runs them across my rim.
“Wanna roleplay?” he teases, brushing his lips across my cheek.
“I’m—” A groan escapes me as his fingers circle my rim. His other hand languidly stroking my cock. “I’m not sure it’ll help.”
My rim’s been played with before, and I’m not inexperienced to a finger or two. Yet it’s the knowledge I’m about to be fucked that has me feeling bare in an uncomfortable way, even with the man I’ve poured my heart out to.
Both my arms stay glued to my side, like lumps of awkwardly shaped slabs of concrete.
“You’re so big and strong, Vidar.” Kai’s seductive purr slips through my rushing thoughts, his long batting eyelashes an invitation to stay connected to him and this moment.
My cock jumps, and I damn the brainless thing. Surely I’m not stupid enough that a little ego stroking is all it takes?
“And I need my big, strong warrior to help me.”
If I had the brain cells to roll my eyes at myself when blood fills my cock—I would.
“Help you how?” I chuckle, feeling ridiculous but easing into his roaming finger. Beginning to enjoy the way it sends slivers of pleasure through my gut.
Kai slides one of his fingers inside my asshole, and I stiffen.
His hand on my cock keeps stroking and teasing. His finger stroked me on the inside. Seducing and massaging, and soon I’m letting loose long, sighing moans.
Kai flicks his tongue around my earlobe.
“Your innocent little prince is hurt, Vidar, and only you can make it better.”
I groan when he sucks my lobe between his teeth, at the same time adding a second finger.
“Please make it better.”
My hips move on their own to the rhythm of the motion Kai sets. The slivers of pleasure deepening. Growing wide, shooting towards my chest. My pierced nipples pebbling.
“How can I make it better?” I groan, another finger joining the party, while Kai continues to work my length in his firm grip.
Kai takes his time opening me, peppering sloppy kisses all over my face and neck. Down to my shoulders and licking my nipples.
So when he slides his fingers free, I’m liquid and grunting at the sudden displeasure of being empty. Before I can question myself on that, something blunt presses against my entrance.
My eyes snap open, not having realised I’d closed them. And I gaze down to find Kai’s cock—a shade darker than his lovely brown skin and thicker than I remember—sitting at my hole.
“You can help by letting me shove my prick up your ass.” He grins, little devil that he is.
My laughter bursts free, easing away any lingering traces of doubt. “That doesn’t sound very innocent.”
“Well, it’s your cherry I’m popping, so who’s the innocent one right now?”
Before I can tell him exactly how I’m not a virgin, Kai pushes inside, and I drop my head back, tensing.
“Oh shit,” I choke out.
Instantly, Kai’s soft mouth finds mine, kissing deeply. Parting his lips so I can slide into his depths. I thread my fingers through his braids with both hands, holding onto his head. He moans, not making me chase like he normally would, allowing me full control to explore.
As I relax, Kai carefully fills me. My body getting used to this steady feeling of fullness. The pleasure is mind-altering, yet missing something that keeps me from fully losing myself.
“You make me feel so good, Vidar,” Kai pants, sounding broken against my lips. “I’m almost all the way in, but…oh fuck, I don’t think I can keep going. You’ll help me, right? You’ll help make me feel good?”
I didn’t know it, but Kai’s words are exactly what I needed for the last traces of pain to be buried under pleasure. I’m no longer just full, I’m full of my soulmate. His orange scent, his thickness, his words.
My hands glide down the long, sweat-slick column of his back to grab hold of his plump asscheeks. If my soulmate needs something, then I’ll give it to him.
“Whatever you need,” I groan, then push him deeper until Kai lies flush against me.
Kai gasps, sounding shattered and clutches my shoulders. My cock trapped between our rippling stomachs. My body fills in a completely new way, and as I shift up, Kai lets out a whimpering cry and fire licks up my spine.
The vulnerability crumbles, and I decide that I can get very used to Kai trembling on top of me. Allowing me to learn a new way to worship my little prince.
“You’re all mine, aren’t you?” I say, voice rough.
“All yours!”
“All mine.”
Finding the confidence I lost when my back hit the mattress, I sink my fingers into his soft flesh and guide his hips up.
A sound of guttural pleasure cracks open my chest as his slicked length rubs against my hole. Kai’s wrecked gasps all the encouragement I need to push him back in, the sound we both make as I fill him back up is like the crash of an avalanche colliding against the ground.
“I love it, Vidar. So. Tight!”
I never thought being told I was tight would get me off. Yet the way Kai says it, like he’s surrendering all his pleasure to me and me alone, has me clenching my channel. Seeking more of this new sensation that I’m fast becoming addicted to.
“C’mon, Kai, fuck me harder. I’ve got you.” I’m growling into him, smug at the way he’s lost all control. Even if he’s the one who gave it to me.
“I’m so damn close!” Kai cries out.
Blond braids fly up as Kai throws back his head and screams, eyes squeezed shut and face twisted. His cock pulsing, hitting nerves inside me I never knew I had.
“Bite me,” I demand. “Slide your fangs into my neck, Kai, and drink.”
The jade seems to brighten as two perfect fangs slide free from his gums.
“Do it,” I order between clenched teeth. No longer pounding Kai’s hips into me—but slamming my own body into him. So close to an end, I can taste it at the back of my throat.
Kai lunges for my neck, a sharp pain following as his fangs dig in with no grace. The way of all new vampires.
My own fangs slide out and sink immediately into his supple neck. Blood, like the strongest, sweetest orange-flavoured mead, floods my mouth. Pure fucking elixir.
His whole body tenses, mouth opening in a soundless scream before he’s spraying hot cum into my deepest core.
It’s all too much. I’m full of his blood, his pleasure. I wrap my hand around my cock, and four strokes is all it takes for euphoria to flood my body. A barreling yell rips open my body, and ropes of thick cum shoot between our stomachs as I tighten around Kai’s cock.
Spasming waves rush to my curling toes and straining neck. To the ends of my hair.
It takes a long time to catch my breath and let go of Kai’s ass, where I’m sure I’ve left bruises.
Kai flops onto my chest, slipping out of my body with an exhale. His cooling cum drips out of my well-fucked asshole.
Not unpleasant, but sticky.
“Holy shit,” he gasps. “Pretty sure I saw the face of God, or a unicorn. Either way, we’re doing that again.”
I chuckle, smiling from ear to ear and humming in agreement while taking in deep gulps of his lavender scent.
Kai drops his head next to mine on the pillow, running his fingers over the already healed puncture wounds at my neck.
“I finally figured it out, ya know,” Kai says into the soft quiet.
“What, love?” I ask, stroking between his shoulder blades. Luxuriating in his slow, steady heartbeat against mine.
“You smell like mountains and lakes in winter. The perfect place for a cosy fire.”
My heart fills, and I cup his cheek to brush my lips over his.
“Thank you, Kai.”
I reach for our connected souls. Delighted at its unshakable strength. So damn lucky that this man, full of talent and love, made of fire that hurts and heals, decided a bastard like me deserved a chance.
“For what, Vidar?”
“Thank you for keeping me warm.”