Chapter 40
Severin
“Show me who you really are.”
Those were dangerous words for a predator like me.
But it still freed my mental shackles, allowing my instincts to take over.
My vision turned red, and I knew I needed to feed soon.
I had hoped I could hold off until after we had both found our release, but my need to feed had taken over.
It was almost as if allowing myself to be taken, had also made me hunger even more for Felix.
Which I had not believed to be possible.
But I was parched, like it had been days since I had last fed from him, and not just yesterday.
I had heard how with fated bonds you would need blood from your fated more often, and it seemed Felix was just as into our feedings as I was.
Riding him harder, I found my rhythm, making him yelp before moaning underneath me.
I had no experience doing this, which was such an unbelievable feeling.
I rarely got firsts nowadays, then Felix came along and I kept experiencing new feelings and experiences.
He truly could not have come at a better time.
He panted, his eyes wild, then he smirked. “Is this really it? Here I thought I was about to be devoured. I must admit I’m a bit disappointed.”
I lunged for his throat, biting him while clenching my cheeks.
His scream was one of pleasure, as I felt his release warm my insides, his blood flowing into my willing mouth.
I sucked, and when I swallowed, my body felt electrified, like it always did when I fed from my fated.
Then I let the feeling grow before my own release crashed into me, hitting me much quicker than normal.
Removing my fangs from his neck, I licked the skin, closing the wound with my saliva, and then I just needed a quick break, closing my eyes just for a second.
I woke up to the sound of happy humming.
My eyes felt heavy as I sat up, taking stock of my body and room.
Steam was clouding out from the open bathroom door, Felix’s voice reaching me as he hummed to himself.
I would not have heard from here if I were human, but I could clearly hear his happiness as he washed himself.
Last night, I had finally been claimed in a way I had only dared dream about. It had been perfect and I desperately wanted to have another round. He had promised me many turns last night, but it seemed we had both been too exhausted to remain awake.
Having his dick inside of me was a heady experience, almost sacred in how powerful it had made me feel.
I thought I would have felt more… held back?
I had no idea what I had thought, if I were honest with myself.
But letting him take me, it had been something I had missed unknowingly.
Now, I could have him both ways, forever.
Smiling to myself, I felt something around my neck.
I tugged on it, seeing a light blue, almost white crystal hanging from it.
I smiled. My Felix seemed to have claimed me in my sleep, too.
I knew what moonstones meant to witches, but until I had him confirming that it was, indeed, a moonstone, I would refrain from reacting to it.
I bloody hoped it was a moonstone.
Sneaking out of bed, I slowly made my way into the bathroom. I wanted to surprise my witch, hoping he would enjoy the surprise.
The steam from the shower filled the room, the scent of coconuts wafting from where Felix stood under the spray.
He had played around with the soap making, adding oils to them to make the skin moisturized.
I loved that he had such a passion for making things.
He continued to surprise me whenever he came to me with a new idea, Giro often right beside him as they conversed excitedly on how and when to make the new idea come alive.
Stopping right behind Felix, I whispered. “Good morning, my heart.”
He turned, not at all surprised to see me, his smile instant and pleased. He was so utterly breathtaking. The water continued to fall around him, leaving wet trails running down his slender body, caressing him.
“Morning,” he greeted, pulling me under the spray before crashing his lips against mine.
“God, I love you,” I breathed when we parted. His smile was blinding.
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that.”
“And I will never tire of saying it.” I kissed him this time, pushing him further in against the tiles. “I hope my new necklace can withstand water.”
“Oh, it can, trust me. I plan on you never taking it off.”
That was my perfect opening. “What kind of stone is it?” I began kissing his neck, hoping to mask my hopeful expression.
“Moonstone,” he breathed, baring his neck to me.
Moonstone.
I smiled against his skin, too damn pleased by this.
“I accept,” I said, and then, I bit him.
“We’re getting married,” I announced to Peter, my grin wide. The pride I felt saying those words…
His eyes widened before his grin matched mine. “Congratulations, brother!” He stood from his armchair, crushing me into a brotherly hug. I welcomed it, holding him tight against me.
Felix and I had parted ways after showering.
He had to talk to Astrea and Claire today and I had to share the good news with Peter.
While the others had eaten their breakfast, I had asked him for a private chat, not that I did not want the others to know, but I felt Peter deserved to hear it first. Felix would tell Astrea when he felt ready to, and with Peter knowing, it likely would not be long before he told her.
“When is the wedding?” he asked, sitting back down, his eyes still gleaming with happiness.
“We have yet to decide on that. But I want a spring wedding, with wildflowers around us.” It had been the first thing I had thought about when I saw the moonstone. Felix standing in a beautiful suit with the flowery fields behind him.
“That can easily be arranged. That would give us plenty of time, too. Do you want a big wedding?” Peter had somehow found a journal and a pen, already writing down the details.
“Um, I have no idea. I know for me, I just want you and the others living here there, but maybe Felix would like a big celebration.”
“Okay, I will add ‘to be determined’ to that. Now, what about the music? We could hire a band? Maybe do a DJ if it ends up being a bigger party?”
My thoughts were all over the place, desperately trying to figure out where to land. “I can not think about any of this without Felix, I am afraid.”
He laughed. “I love how panicked you looked. Relax, brother. There is plenty of time. I guess I just got a bit excited.”
I smiled at him, grabbing my new necklace to show him. “I am excited, too. He gave me this last night.”
He blinked in obvious surprise. “He was the one to ask you? I thought it was the other way around.”
I shook my head, all too pleased to correct him. “Felix was the one asking me.”
“Aww, now that is romance.”
I batted his arm playfully. “I enjoyed it. I also had not expected it already. I really thought he would need more time.”
Witches tended to marry over bonding, since they had to be fated to either a werewolf, human, or a vampire. I just assumed marrying would mean more to Felix than us bonding, even if bonding was a permanent thing, which a marriage was not.
Peter gave me a soft smile. “Brother, just because he fought you a little at first, does not mean he will continue to do so. His reasoning for holding off in the beginning was likely also from fear. He felt the bond but a part of him was afraid it would have been the potion and not you two being fated. I actually think what he did was the right thing, even if it hurt you both in the beginning. Had it been the potion you would both have been left devastated.”
Feeling a bit emotional about it all, I let myself just bask in the moment.
It had been a whirlwind ever since Felix stepped inside the castle, but, oh, how my life was feeling complete for the first time.
I had found my fated. My brother was back to living under the same roof as me.
And then Giro, Cole, Astrea, and Claire being here, too.
Dina, too, of course, but she was here even before.
Peter slapped his thighs and stood. “Now that the wedding talk is put to the side for now, maybe we should look over the house sale along with the store?”