Chapter Eight #4
I didn’t need to be told twice. I slid my hand to his ass and smoothed a finger along his crack. The soft sound that left him kick-started my heart, pumping all my blood south. When one finger eased in smoothly, I added a second, going knuckle-deep, pulling out, then diving back in.
Unable to resist, I bent and took his left nipple into my mouth and sucked, still finger fucking him.
With a raspy groan, he tipped his head back and slid his hand through my hair. “Stop teasin’ and shove it in already.”
He ground his ass over my erection, emphasizing his impatience.
I flicked my tongue against his nipple faster and breathed heavily through my nose, my blood humming.
He made another raspy sound that awoke something in me I only ever felt with him; the urge to dominate.
The need to bury myself in deep and rail him until we both forgot our damn names.
“Evan.” Rowan threw both arms around my neck and writhed on my lap. “Please.”
Something about my redhead? He didn’t beg for a thing. He took what he wanted, when he wanted it. But that part of him was often tucked away in these moments where it was just the two of us. He could show this beautifully vulnerable side that craved for me to take control.
Flames stirred in my core and traveled through my veins, igniting sparks in every place we touched. Those flames soared higher as I guided my tip into place. The hot water of the bath paled in comparison to the heat inside him as he slowly sank down.
“Shit.” I rested my head back against the tub, eyes rolling back.
“You better not come yet, little treasure.” Rowan braced his hands on my shoulders and took me deeper. “I’m nowhere close to bein’ done with you.”
So much for me taking control.
He rode me nice and slow. Each attempt for me to take over earned me a hard nip to my neck.
I fucking loved it. I grabbed his hips and followed his movements, reveling in every part of him.
His heated skin and the raspy moans leaving his lips.
The toned muscles of his tanned belly. And the lustful daze in his topaz eyes as he peered down at me, keeping a steady pace on my cock.
Water sloshed in the tub when he increased that pace. A warm, tingling pressure gathered in my base, and I bit down on my bottom lip, trying not to blow my load. The pleasure was mind-numbing. Heart pounding and breaths hitching, I dug my fingers into his hips.
“You’re starting to tremble,” he murmured in my ear. His unsteady voice and the quake in his abdominal muscles told me he was right there with me. “Like my ass that much?”
“Mhm.” I smiled up at him as he threaded his fingers in my hair and angled my head back. Feisty bottom.
“Wanna know what I like? That this is mine.” He came down on me harder. Faster. “I love that I’m the only one who gets you like this. No one else.”
Making a relationship like ours work took a lot of honest communication.
We talked shit out and didn’t let negative feelings fester.
Everyone was treated equally. So I knew his statement didn’t come from jealousy toward the other men in our family.
It came from a possessive place inside him that’d finally found something he could call his own.
He’d never had that before.
“Yours,” I panted, rocking up into him. “Always.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, little treasure.” He smirked. “What if harem member number six likes it up the ass too? You gonna deny him?”
“You’re the only bottom for me, Ro.”
When he showed a peek of my favorite tooth, warmth pooled in his eyes, bringing out deeper golden tones. I could tell my words touched something inside him. He trusted me. And he’d never given that level of trust to anyone else before.
Emotion clawed at my sternum, and I hugged him closer.
Not having the words to express what he meant to me, I let my body do the talking.
My lips brushed along his collarbone. My palms skated along his sides.
I pumped my hips up into him and took his nipple back into my mouth, cherishing him in a way I knew he wasn’t used to. But a way he deserved.
Rowan groaned and rested against me, surrendering every ounce of his control. He clung on to me and trembled, either from his building orgasm or the deep bond that connected us, one that felt stronger now.
What tipped him over the edge? I took hold of his bobbing erection and stroked him.
“Gods!” He shuddered. Warm jets of cum landed on my chest, and his ass muscles clamped down around my shaft.
I followed right behind him, coming so hard I swore I saw stars.
Was I on a tight schedule to get dressed and head to the ballroom to finish last touches before guests arrived for the ball?
Yes. But as Rowan slumped against me, his breaths labored and fingers twisting in my hair, I sensed his unspoken plea for me to stay. It echoed my own feelings.
Holding him for a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt.
“Evan?” He pushed his face into the crease of my neck.
“Don’t wander off by yourself tonight. Make sure one of us is always with you.
If what Lupin said is true. If you do have some grand destiny or rare magical blood…
just promise you won’t do anything foolish.
That you’ll do all you can to stay safe. ”
Ah. That explained his reluctancy to let me go. He was worried.
I rested my cheek against his hair. “I promise.”