Chapter 31 #3
Goddess, how she needed him to touch her.
Mind, body, spirit, and pussy, the holy quadrinity needed him.
Impatient, she rubbed her bare mound against his hard length, the barbs creating the perfect friction.
A moan tumbled from her, echoing around the cave.
The water swelled around them, the tide coming and going in a gentle lapping motion.
The red glow pulsed brighter with each wave, turning everything dreamlike.
He held her hips back, so she couldn’t do it again. A frustrated groan escaped her.
Using his tongue, he made a tut tut sound. “Good things come to kittens who wait, little witch.”
True to his word, he positioned her just at the tip of his cock, using his smooth head to rub against her clit.
Fuck, it felt good. Slowly, he tested the entrance, pushing just between her folds.
She took in a hitched breath as it did, straightening her back against the stone wall.
His hands grabbed at her skin, desperately clawing like he was restraining himself.
“Please,” she whimpered.
That was all it took. A simple please. He looked up at her, their eyes meeting for one suspended second. But he didn’t look away. Even as his cock speared into her.
A scream tore from her throat as he filled her up, stretching her inner walls to just the edge of pain. It was almost too much, the fullness pushing deep into her pussy. Her body fought to accommodate him, stretching and adjusting around him. But when she did, it was fucking incredible.
And when he moved, she felt the glorious barbs gripping into her walls, heightening the pleasure tenfold.
It should hurt, but for some reason it didn’t.
It just made everything feel so much fucking better.
She had never felt anything like it. He slid out slowly, much to her protest. She didn’t need to wait much longer.
A needy moan slipped from her lips as he guided her down onto his length.
Each withdrawal left her achingly empty, each thrust filled her so completely she thought she might shatter.
The water amplified every sensation, the slick slide of skin on skin, the way he stretched and filled and claimed her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw shadows come out to play. They wrapped themselves around her breasts and squeezed her nipples.
Felix let out a grunt. “You can take it, kitten. You’re doing so well.”
A savage need pulsed through her at the praise and the edge in his voice that said he was barely holding on.
Did she really have such an effect on him?
It was addictive. Just to test her theory, she moved one of her hands through his hair, and almost instantly his whole form shook with the contact.
Avery moaned, arching her back into the rock wall.
He took advantage of the angle, tongue scraping, circling the peaked flesh, before his fangs scraped across them.
At first, she thought he was about to pierce her other nipple.
Actually, she welcomed the idea. Instead, he latched his mouth onto her unpierced nipple, continuing to drive himself deeper and deeper.
She looked up, praying it wasn’t midnight yet so this could last just a bit longer.
Long fingers squeezed her cheeks, forcing her to look at him.
“If you look away from me again, I’ll stop.”
If they had time, she would have done it just to see what he would do.
Her thighs clenched around his waist, pulling him into one long, deep stroke that had her so close to coming.
Another breathy whimper escaped her—but she didn’t look away.
She held his gaze, watching his honey and green irises contract and dilate as his lips parted around a moan.
She committed them to memory. How was this going to be the last time she would be this close to him? It couldn’t be.
More than the obvious lust between them, something else was happening.
With each thrust, she felt more of herself pour into him, and more of him seep into her.
Shadows shot out from her, intertwining with his, as if they were a physical manifestation of their souls becoming one.
The bond sung between them, alive and growing.
A sort of frenzy overtook them. His rhythm grew erratic and desperate as he pounded into her. She could feel it through the bond, the primal urge not just from him. But from her. It was impossible to ignore. The urge to claim and mark him in a way that didn’t make sense to her right now.
He hesitated for just a second.
“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” she said fiercely.
Something wild flashed in his eyes, the last thread of his control snapping.
“I need to—I’m sorry.” Felix gave over to it and sank his fangs into her shoulder, and at the same time, the barbs inside of her turned into spikes, hooking into her flesh.
Pain flared through her for only a second before a delirious pleasure replaced it.
The room blurred, while the lights dimmed and flickered in time with their hearts like crimson starlight.
Her body hummed, every fiber of her very being electrified as Felix bit down even further.
She didn’t register the blood running down her back, nor did she have any control over what she did next.
Instinct took over. She bit him back, sinking her little canines into his skin, driven by the same primal need as him.
Blood filled her mouth, the metallic taste of it gliding over her tongue.
Felix shuddered under her, a purr rumbling through him, which only made her bite down harder, a feral desire surging through her.
Magic flooded her veins, and with it, a merciless onslaught of ecstasy took her over.
It was like her body was gone, floating above somewhere else.
This was what they were made for. For this single moment.
They were too deeply entwined, too deeply embedded in each other for anyone to ever pull them apart. Goddess help anyone who tried.
Felix thrust deeper, groaning as she felt the base of his cock begin to swell. Yes, goddess, yes. He ripped his mouth away from her shoulder, blood coating his lips. He was feral. He was beautiful.
“Mine.”
The single word shattered her, thrusting her back in her body as she finally combusted, the orgasm ripping through her like a wildfire. Felix roared, hard enough to shake the walls of the cave as his cock swelled even more, his release spilling hot into her core.
Small rocks tumbled from the ceiling, splashing into the glowing water. The entire cavern shook like the island itself was responding to what they’d done—and maybe it was.
He thrust in one more time and held himself deep as the knot swelled fully, stretching her past what she thought possible, locking them together so completely she could feel his pulse inside her.
Felix’s head rested against her chest, their breath heaving together. She ran her fingers through his wet hair. For one blissful moment, they just embraced each other.
“I’ll come with you,” she murmured into his hair. Somehow they would get out of here. There was nothing else she could do. There wasn’t anywhere in the world he could go that she wouldn’t follow. They needed to leave the cave before the goddess could break the bond.
His breath warmed her chest as he murmured against it. “If you think I would have let you go now that I have you, you would be very wrong. Your goddess herself would have to tear you from me, and even then I would fight her to my dying breath.”
Felix lifted his head, eyes relaxed and drowsy, roaming her body. Already, the heat returned to her.
But then, he stilled. The color drained from his face.
“What is it?” She swallowed, looking down at her body, at her arms.
Oh shit.
Black marks almost identical to Felix had appeared. The marks spiraled up her arms, across her collarbone, down her ribs, and legs. She studied her arm, calmer than she should have.
“What are they?” she asked.
Felix swallowed. “They’re mating marks,” he said, his eyes roaming her body in disbelief. “You’re my mate.”
The walls started to shake.