Chapter 47 #2
But my body was still in the grip of an orgasm, sucking at him, drawing him in as he circled my clit with his thumb. I needed him to fill me, didn’t care about the burn, the pain. I needed him. “No. Don’t stop. Please don’t.”
He rocked his hips against mine, entering me inch by inch, and when my body met his ridges, light exploded behind my eyes, stealing my vision, stealing my breath, so all I could manage was a drawn-out, strangled moan that shuddered through my body.
“Fuck. Cameron. Fuck.” His body locked against mine for a delicious beat before he drew out and thrust deep, slamming me into the bed. Our cries rose as one, again and again with each thrust.
I was broken, unmade, and unraveled. His to claim. His to own.
We came together, and in that moment, I was no longer in my body but above it looking down at myself, trapped beneath the monolith that was my mate as he drove into me with brutal abandon—the powerful muscles rippling across his back and shoulders, his ass tensing with each thrust. Rivulets of blood trickled down his sides where my talons sank into his skin.
And as the sounds of our rutting created a delicious mating symphony, a silvery glow rose up out of our bodies—tendrils that became thick ropes that entwined, but what was that dark thread amidst it all? What was?—
A force pulled me back into my body, and I was swept into a vortex of feelings as release ripped through me. Serath’s essence wrapped around me, tight, cocooning.
Home.
The bunker had decent water pressure and hot water enough for us to take a quick shower together before falling into bed again.
I’d ached for this, to be wrapped in his arms, skin to skin, no barriers, no rules. I’d ached for it, but now that I had it, there was a pit of foreboding inside me. What if it was taken from me? What if he was taken from me again?
To prevent that, we needed to understand what was happening with the faction and figure out what their goal was.
He’d already relayed what little he remembered to Ignus, but why did I feel as if he was holding back?
“Serath, you know you can talk to me if you want…about what happened. About what they did to you…”
His throat bobbed. “I know.”
There was more to it. More to what had happened with him. “Ignus said that consummation is what activates the curse…Serath…What did they do to you?” My pulse thudded hard in my throat because I could feel his tension, sense the darkness that came over him when I asked this question.
“I think they injected me with something that heightened arousal. It made me see you at the lake, and I wanted you. I wanted you so fucking badly.” He covered my hand on his chest. “My beast came out and took what it needed.”
They made him imagine he was having sex with me? “They triggered the curse by deception? I don’t understand…If the curse could be activated by simply thinking that you were having sex with your mate, then any sigma who dreamed of sex with their mate would have activated it.”
He was silent for several seconds before replying. “I could smell you, Cameron. Your true scent, and I heard them mention pheromones at one point. I think they had yours.”
“But how? How could they…Prasan?”
“It wouldn’t have been difficult for him to take samples of sweat from your clothes. DNA from your hairbrush, your toothbrush even. Whatever they did worked and activated this curse, and then…then I was trapped in darkness, and something else was in control.”
“Ubron?”
His body rippled with tension. “Was that its name?”
“That’s what the general called you.” I refused to think of the graynite as Romi. “But Ubron’s gone now, right?”
“I believe so. I can’t feel him.” He turned his head to look at me. “But I felt our bond solidify. They may have mimicked a consummation and activated the curse, but what just happened here, that was real.”
“I felt it too.” But there was more. Something I’d seen…Fuck, I was overthinking.
Nothing else mattered right now except the fact that he was here. He was safe. I kissed him, a brush of the lips. Just a taste. “You fought, and you came back to me. You saved me.”
“ You saved me.” He raked his gaze over my face.
“I’d be lost without you. You tethered me, Cameron.
” He cradled the back of my head and pressed his lips to my forehead.
“I thought I’d never see you again. Feel you again.
But you’re here. You’re here.” His voice cracked, and he gathered me to his chest, holding me as if I was the most precious, fragile thing, and he was afraid he’d crush me.
Heat bloomed behind my eyes. “I’m never leaving you. We’re never going to be apart again.” I pushed up on one elbow to look down into his beautiful face. “No more running from this.” I cupped his jaw and ran my thumb across his bottom lip. “We can have it now. All of it. Us.”
His eyes darkened. “We will. We’ll have it all, and we’ll bring down the faction in the process.
I’m not sure what they’re planning, but when that thing was inside my body, I felt its intent, its excitement.
Whatever is coming, it’s close. We can’t get complacent.
We can’t back down. We’ve got to do everything within our power to stop them. ”
My gums ached where I ground my teeth. “They killed Romi. I’m going to make them pay.”
“We’ll make them pay together,” Serath growled. “Whatever comes our way now, we will face together.”
“Yes, we can—” My skin prickled with a familiar heat, and I stilled.
“Cameron? What’s wrong?” His nostrils flared, chest vibrating in a purr of pleasure. “You smell…so fucking good.” He buried his nose in the crook of my shoulder, inhaling me.
My pussy throbbed at the contact, swelling as his mouth parted over my skin to taste me.
Fuck. I didn’t have the tincture, hadn’t taken it since this morning. All the activity must have burned it out of my system faster than usual, and?—
He pinched my waist, then slid his hand down to grab my ass, hauling me closer while he sucked on my neck. “Fuck, Cameron.” He kissed his way up to my earlobe and across my jaw toward my mouth. “I want inside you. Now.”
My eyes rolled back, and I moaned into his mouth, surrendering to the kiss that promised so much more. I wanted his cock deep inside me. Needed it. I could have it.
Like you had Curi’s fingers in you?
Ice crystalized in my gut. Oh, fuck, how could I have forgotten about that? I pulled away. I needed to tell him about Curi, had to confess before the needing hit hard and took my senses.
He’d gone still too, watching me. Waiting. He knew something was wrong, of course he did. He could probably sense it through our bond.
“It’s all right, Cameron,” he said. “You can tell me anything.”
I breathed past the twisted ache in my chest. “Remember they said I had fae blood?”
He kissed my jaw, his lips coasting across to my mouth so his words hummed against my lips. “I do, yes.”
I wanted to kiss him so badly. “Well, we figured out what it means, but before that…” I gently pushed him back so I could meet his gaze. “But before that, the needing hit hard. It was painful, and I couldn’t assuage it.”
His nostrils flared, eyes narrowing. “Go on…”
Spit it out, Cameron . I exhaled the words. “Curi helped me.”
He froze, every muscle in his body gripped tight. “ Helped you?”
I swallowed past the dryness in my throat. “He had to help me orgasm and?—”
His roar shattered my ear drums, and he reared away from me, coming to stand across the room with his back to me. His shoulders rose and fell with heavy breaths.
My scalp prickled as I sat up. I could sense his beast close to the surface, but it wasn’t fighting to be free, merely present. Listening? The bracelet was obviously subduing it.
Several seconds passed, and I waited for Serath’s breath to calm before speaking. “We didn’t have sex. It wasn’t like that.”
His growl made the hairs on my body stand to attention. “I need…I need a moment.”
I waited some more, sheets clutched to my chest. He finally turned to face me, his form draped in shadow.
“Would you have let him touch you otherwise?” he asked. “If you’d been in control? In your senses?”
“No.” The answer came easy. “I was desperate. In pain. I needed help, and I trusted him not to take advantage.”
“Then I understand.”
I exhaled on a shudder, blinking back a fresh wave of tears. “You do?” My lips trembled. “You forgive me for?—”
He crossed the room and cut off my words with his mouth.
“There’s nothing to forgive.” He kissed my throat.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there. That you were forced to make such a decision.
But I’m here now, and every desire”—he cupped my breast and squeezed gently, pinching my nipple so a line of pleasure shot down to my core—“every fucking aching need”—he slipped down my body and parted my thighs, his breath hot on my pussy—“I’ll satisfy. ”
“Yes…Yes, please.”
“What do you want, Cameron? My tongue or my cock?”
“Both.”
He chuckled raw and dirty. “Your wish is my command.”
He started gently, lapping and sucking, circling my clit with his tongue, but the needing grew, filling me with a burning ache.
“Please, Serath. Please…”
He gave me his tongue, entering me deep and pushing up against the sweet spot to unleash a guttural cry of release.
I milked him as I came, thighs flexing, hips pressed to his face. He held me tightly, feasting on me as I rode the wave.
The needing ebbed to a simmer, and Serath raised his head to look up my body at me, his pupils blown, his nostrils flaring with each deep breath.
“My turn,” he growled.
He flipped me onto my front and pressed my head into the pillow before hooking an arm around my waist with an impatient growl.
There was no time to brace myself before he was inside me, driving into me hard and fast, burning me with his claiming as he held me in place.
This was punishment for Curi. Penance. I’d take it.
I’d take whatever he had to give because he was mine and I was his.
Finally.