Chapter Ten
Viktor
One moment we're holding each other in the snow and the next, Duncan is rushing to bring me inside. Nothing else matters. I have Duncan here with me. The snow falls around us and I feel like the prince in a movie, swept away by my charming prince.
We make our way into the house and Duncan sets me down, helping me out of my shoes. Then he kicks off his own.
“Where’s your bedroom?”
“This way,” I say, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along.
“Wait! Sorry. One second.” I turn around, staring up at Duncan with wide eyes.
“Sorry, I just have to make sure,” he says, biting his bottom lip.
“Are you sure you want this? Once we start, it’s going to be really hard to stop.
If you want to ride this out alone, that’s totally okay.
I can leave now and come back once your heat is over. ”
Affection blooms within my chest so bright I feel like the very sun itself. This man. This sweet, adorable man who seems so unsure all the time. He wants to make sure we don’t rush this. He wants to make sure we’re on the same page.
“I adore you,” I tell him, running my hand up his arm, over his shoulder so that I can cup his face. “You mean so much to me already.” I take his hand, placing it at the center of my chest. “Right here, I can feel it, Duncan. I can feel that you are mine.”
Duncan sucks in a sharp breath, his eyes widening in shock.
“Do you feel the same way?” He nods his head. “Then I want you to take me to my bedroom. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget everything other than your name. Then I want you to place a bite into my skin so that I belong to you. Can you do that for me?”
Duncan lets out a growl, one that leaves my toes curling in the carpet beneath my feet. Then he picks me up, hauling me over his shoulder as we make our way through my house. I giggle as we go.
“I’ll take that as a resounding yes!”
“You make me feel feral,” Duncan says, bringing me to my bedroom. Once inside, he tosses me down onto the bed. “I’ve never felt anything like this before, Viktor. You bring out a side of myself I didn’t even know existed.”
“I like this side of yourself and I have a feeling it’s going to come in handy right now because I need you.”
“You have me,” Duncan says as he starts stripping out of his clothes. “You have all of me, Viktor, but only if you want it.”
“I want it. I want it all.”
We scramble out of our clothes. My head feels so light and spacy.
It’s hard to focus on anything, especially now that I’ve seen Duncan’s face.
He’s so fucking handsome. I know I keep staring but I can’t help myself!
Now that I can officially perceive him, I just want to keep taking him in.
I want to memorize everything about him.
“Fuck, Duncan. Get over here,” I say, finally naked. The air makes my skin prickle but I’ll take that over the feeling of my scratchy, suffocating clothes. I hold out my hands and Duncan crawls onto the bed, grabbing my hands like a lifeline.
I yank him down and our bodies collide. We both moan, overwhelmed by how fucking good it feels to be touching like this. I toss my head back against my pillow, breathing in the sweet cinnamon scent I’ve come to know as Duncan’s.
Our hips slot together, our cocks rubbing against each other. I cry out as pleasure surges through me and pleasure isn’t the only thing. Sparks dance across my fingertips as I get overwhelmed, my magic making itself known.
“Oh fuck,” Duncan cries out, feeling the sparks across the back of his shoulders.
“Shit, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” he says, burying his face against the underside of my jaw. He nuzzles me there. “Didn’t feel bad. Your magic is an extension of yourself. I know you won’t hurt me.”
My heart is splayed open, exposed for Duncan to see. He trusts me. That sentiment leaves me breathless with affection.
“Duncan,” I say, pushing his shoulder so he’ll look down at me. “Fuck me.”
“You promised that we’d be able to take our time,” he says softly. “Can I? Please?”
I nibble on my bottom lip, gauging my body. I’m so fucking horny I’m worried I’ll jump out of my skin. Everything feels overwhelming yet not enough. I’m sweating and shaking and desperate. Yet, I think it’ll be okay to let Duncan have this.
I nod my head. “Yeah. You can take your time, Duncan. Just do something, okay?”
“Okay,” he whispers back, starting to slide down my body. His mouth is hot and wet as it lays kisses against my skin. I gasp, reaching down to bury my hand in his dark hair.
Duncan is unsure, tentative, exploring. Somehow that only serves to drive my arousal even higher. I like that he’s gentle. I like that he looks to me to lead. I like everything about him.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry out as his hot, wet mouth attaches to my nipple. He twirls his tongue around it before latching on and sucking. “Duncan! Fuck!”
He hums, the sound like music to my ears. His hand reaches between us, touching my cock. I feel like I could come just from this, just from his mouth on my chest and his hand on my dick. I’m so close. So fucking close.
A whine escapes me as he pulls his hand away. Before I can yell at him, my protests are swallowed up by a groan of pleasure as his fingers tentatively touch my ass.
“Yes,” I gasp out, spreading my legs even wider for him. “Finger me. Please, Duncan.”
Duncan pushes a finger into my slick ass and my world goes white. I grip the sheets beneath me and my back bows up off the bed. My cock twitches and throbs as I come. Duncan gasps out, quickly bringing his other hand to my cock, working it over, extending my pleasure even further.
When I open my eyes again, there are twinkling lights dancing above my head. It takes me a long time to realize I’m the cause of the sparkles.
“Shit,” I murmur, waving a hand in the air and dispelling the lightshow.
“I love that,” Duncan says, his finger still in my ass but not moving. “When you’re so into what’s happening you don’t even realize the beauty you’re making.”
“Keep going,” I say, nodding to his wrist. Then I put my arm over my face and groan. “It’s embarrassing. I feel like a teenager getting handsy for the first time.”
Duncan pushes a second finger inside of me. When there’s no resistance, he adds a third. I clench around them, moaning in pleasure.
“It’s really, really hot, Viktor. You’re so desperate.”
“It’s the heat.”
“What about last night? You weren’t in heat then.”
Instead of answering, I pull my hips away from him. He looks at me with a frown, like he’s worried he’s said something wrong.
Silly alpha.
I grab him by the back of the neck, pulling him into a kiss. As my tongue finds its way into his mouth, I reposition us, manhandling Duncan as I need to. He makes the most wonderful sounds as he goes along with my plan, finding himself with his back against the headboard.
“I’ll show you desperate,” I say with a chuckle. Despite the heat and desperation flooding through me, I still have one spare brain cell that’s allowing me to function. The function is to get myself dicked down, but still!
I’m thankful for the little bit of height difference between us because I fit perfectly against his chest as I back up into his lap.
My back is against his chest, his arms going to my hips and holding on as I carefully get myself comfortable taking his cock.
I sit down in his lap in one go, his cock stretching me just right.
“Oh gods,” Duncan whimpers out, his fingers digging into my hip bones. “Fuck, you feel incredible, Viktor.”
I hum happily, swiveling my hips, leaning back against his chest. One of my arms goes up to the back of his head, playing with his hair. This feels good, it feels right. I won’t last long but that’s okay, all I need is his knot.
Plus, bouncing on his cock while in this type of squat would leave my thighs burning if it went on for too long.
“Are you gonna knot me, alpha? Gonna make me feel it?”
“Viktor!”
“I like the way my name sounds on your lips,” I tell him, moving up and down, riding his cock, moaning at the way I feel stretched open for him. I’m so wet I know I’m making a mess all over his lap but I don’t care, that somehow only adds to how turned on I am.
“I’ll say your name as much as you want. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Yes,” I breathe out, goosebumps rising across my skin. “Because you’re mine.”
Duncan’s mouth latches onto the back of my shoulder. He whimpers and nods his head. “Yours. All yours.”
“Bite me,” I demand and a moment later, he does.
Duncan bites me, breaking skin. It hurts but holy shit it also feels so fucking good. His knot catches on my rim and the next moment, it’s flaring fully, locking in place inside of my ass. It hurts so good. I can feel him coming inside of me, marking my insides the same way he’s marked my shoulder.
The hand resting against the back of Duncan’s neck starts to burn, searing my hand and in extension, searing his skin. I’m marking him with my magic. In the same way he’s made me his, I’m making him mine.
I feel our mating bond snap together.
My eyes roll back in my head, overwhelmed with all of these sensations hitting me all at once. I can feel Duncan’s hand on my cock, working me through my orgasm. Something smells like it’s on fire. Duncan is murmuring against my skin.
None of that matters because right now I’m just soaking in the pleasure of being knotted by my alpha, of letting go and allowing myself to ride wave after wave of orgasm.
“Viktor?”
“Hmm?”
“Open your eyes? I need you to put the fire out.”
My eyes snap open and I see what Duncan is talking about. Across from us, on my dresser, is a bright purple fire. Thankfully, it’s not actually real. Well it is, but it’s not actually burning anything, contained in a little bubble. I wave my hand towards it, extinguishing it.
Duncan carefully moves us so that we’re on our sides with him spooned up behind me. His knot is still full, still locking us together. It feels intimate, to be together, to be held like this.
“Thank you for taking care of me,” I say softly, running my fingers over the arms holding me.
“Of course, Viktor. I didn’t just say all that stuff in the heat of the moment. I meant every word. You’re mine and I am yours.”
I smile, feeling full both physically and emotionally, as I fall asleep.