Chapter 10 – Bryant
Chapter Ten
Bryant
The elven mage was braver than he should have been as he rutted into my mate.
She’s a tiny little thing.
Breakable.
Tender.
Sweet.
The fact she begged and moaned for more is irrelevant. A good mate should have restraint. To treat their other half with care and respect.
My wolf was damn near close to escaping to attempt to remove Fergus’s head from his shoulders. The only thing that stopped him was the knowledge it would hurt Violet. Still, we could have removed his limbs. They would have healed, and that way, he wouldn’t have been able to paw all over my mate.
Our mate, my wolf corrects in my mind.
Yes. Mine and yours. Him? I’m not so convinced about. If they were truly fated, he would have treated her with more care, I reply, clearly pouting.
They are bonded. Nothing to be done about that now, my wolf says.
Violet tilts her face up to mine, shocking me out of my thoughts. “Would you like to take a shower with me?”
My mouth goes dry.
The only good things to happen tonight were when she fed from me and the elf got stuck at work. He made a portal for us to travel back to the house Violet is staying at, but he had to remain behind to help with some issue that arose while he was busy with my mate.
Our mate, my wolf corrects.
“I would love to take a shower with you,” I assure Violet as I realize I’ve kept her waiting.
Warm water spills down my arm and side as I condition and rinse Violet’s long hair.
She has a smattering of light freckles on the bridge of her nose that I’m just now noticing.
Perhaps she had them covered with makeup during her shifts at the club.
Outside of working hours, I’ve mostly been in the presence of her wolf.
Her long lashes fan over her cheeks, and I truly am enamored by her beauty. We haven’t had much of a chance to get to know one another, but I’ve met mates who bonded before names were even exchanged. I’m fond of her work ethic, and I was proud of the way she fought back against Flint.
I might not be the most intelligent creature in existence, but I’m smart enough not to let my mate slip through my fingers.
My brothers and I love to heckle each other.
It’s how we show love, and they would never let me hear the end of it if I fucked up the connection I’ve been waiting centuries for.
I have enough faith in the universe to trust that things will work out with my destined other half. We can get to know all details of each other’s lives once I sink my teeth in so she won’t be able to escape.
Gods.
Perhaps my age is showing.
It was much more common a thousand years ago for mates to sink their teeth in upon the very first scenting. Society has evolved since then, but we’ve known each other for an entire twenty-four hours.
I’ve clearly shown excellent restraint.
You poor delusional bastard, my wolf says telepathically.
“I think you rinsed my hair quite thoroughly,” Violet says, grinning up at me as she opens one eye.
I chuckle, running my fingers through her long hair one last time. “It appears I was overzealous.”
“That’s okay. The scalp massage was heavenly.
” She swipes her hand over her face, wiping away the water splatters.
“I think that means it’s my turn to soap you.
” She spins to grab a pump of the fruity-smelling bodywash and lathers her hands.
They land on my pecs, and my cock decides now would be the perfect time to act anything but gentlemanly.
I’m so fucked.
For my wolf being sure her wolf is an omega, Violet is very take-charge.
She allows me to wrap her hair and body in towels, but she takes the lead, drying off all the parts of me that she can reach.
Once we’re both reasonably dry, she shoves me out of the bathroom nude, pushing me backward toward the bed.
She allows her towel to fall from her middle, and it bunches on the floor.
I’m a clean person by nature.
Under any other circumstances, I would snatch it up before it could dampen the carpet.
In this case, fuck the carpet.
Violet tugs the towel that’s wrapped around her head, and her wet hair cascades around her shoulders.
Her breasts are full and perky, and her hips flare out just a bit from her slender waist. She’s a fucking wet dream, and my cock jolts. I have no pants on to hide the reaction, but my erection was on full display as she dried me off.
My knees hit the edge of the bed, and Violet’s hands land on my chest, giving me a shove. My back lands against the mattress, and my dick bounces around.
Gods.
That’s embarrassing.
I push up on my forearms to watch what she’s doing as she falls to her knees in front of me. I assume things are headed in a sexual direction, but neither of us are talking, and everything seems more charged with the silence.
Violet kneels between my legs, and her forearms come to rest on my thighs.
Her chest rises and falls in rapid pants, which makes her breasts bounce.
It’s strange because I don’t believe born vampires need to breathe, but I could be wrong about that.
It could be only turned vampires that can survive without oxygen.
“You good up there, Bryant?” She grins, wrapping her fist around my hard cock. Her playful tone sends my wolf surging to the surface.
“I’d be very careful who you bait, little wolf,” I growl, but my eyes light with my beast.
Violet’s lips turn up at the edges, and her eyes flash to red. Before I even know what’s happening, she spits on her hand, starts jerking me off, and buries her fangs in my thigh.
Pure euphoria spills through my system as her venom pulses through my nerve endings. A low growl rips from my chest, and she works my cock like she wants to embarrass me. Her tongue flicks over my skin as her fist works my length, and my head falls back.
“You’re so much fucking trouble in one small package.” I bring a hand to her hair, weaving my fingers into her wet strands. She slams another dose of venom into my bloodstream, and my tip dribbles pre-cum, which she uses to lubricate my crown as she works her thumb around it.
Retracting her teeth, she swipes her tongue over the bite to seal it. She’s faster than my eyes can pick up as she licks and sucks her way up my thigh, over my pelvis, and down the top of my shaft, taking me into her mouth.
Her tongue curls around the bottom of my cock as she rakes her lips down my length.
The softness of her tongue and the slightly firmer feel of her lips is a strange dichotomy, but I also really fucking love it.
She wraps her fist around my knot, applying pressure to the appendage as she hollows her cheeks.
It’s a battle not to fuck up into her mouth.
I wish she was on the bed next to me so I could tease her pussy as she sucks me off. My arms are long, but not long enough to make that happen.
My nostrils flare, breathing in the scent of her arousal, which sits heavy in the air, and Violet makes it her personal mission to embarrass me. She’s far too good at that for me to last. Not to mention, I haven’t been this close to a woman in over five hundred years.
I try to think about anything outside of how sexy she looks with my cock in her mouth.
“You’re lucky I’m immortal, or I swear you’d be the death of me.
” I growl, my eyes lighting with my wolf.
I vaguely remember Fergus saying something similar, which should annoy me more than it does.
Something tells me Violet is going to give both of us a run for our money.
“You’re too good at that for me to last, and I don’t want to come in your mouth.
” I give her hair a gentle tug, and when that doesn’t work, I pull her off my length with more force.
A sexy little pop fills the air as she releases my crown, and my shaft bounces against my stomach.
“Naughty little wolf, get your sexy ass up here.”
She follows my lead as I pull her up my body. Once she’s resting against my chest, I use my feet and elbows to get us completely on the bed and roll over on top of her. My knee notches between her thighs, and Violet stares up at me as her chest heaves.
“Are you going to fuck me now, alpha?” she asks, fluttering her lashes.
I snarl, shoving my lips to hers as I settle fully between her legs. She wraps her feet around my ass, giving as good as she gets as our tongues clash.
I’m lost to the meeting of our mouths, but Violet grabs my cock, which bumps around her pelvis.
“Violet,” I warn, but even I don’t know what the warning is.
“Yes, Bryant?” She drags my crown through her slick lower lips and positions me at her opening.
There’s no doubt in my mind. She’s going to keep me on my toes.
Growling, I thrust.
Her warm, wet walls stretch around me as I dip inside her.
“Gods, Violet. You feel like nothing I’ve ever experienced.” I groan against her lips, pulling out and thrusting back in even deeper.
Everything is different with your other half, my wolf says in my mind, but there’s no mocking to his tone.
My cheek rests against hers as I focus on human sports, the weather last spring, and anything outside of how incredible she feels wrapped around me.
Violet’s fingers brush my pelvis as she works her swollen nub.
I rut in and out of her, trying to keep my head clear.
It’s highly ineffective.
Her tits bounce with every rabid thrust, and her moans only grow louder the harder I buck.
“Just like that.” She pulls her hand off her clit and digs her fingers into the top of my ass, guiding me to go deeper on every stroke.
No matter how hard I try to hold out, I can’t do it.
I capture her lips and roll my pelvis against her clit as I buck into her, filling her with my cum.
Violet moans, forgetting to kiss me back as her pussy clamps down on my hard length.
As soon as she stops shivering, I pull out and climb off her. The bed and her skin glow amber as my wolf lights my eyes.
“Roll over, little wolf,” he says, lining my voice in his alpha command. “Ass up. Present for me.”
Violet scrambles into motion, flattening her top half against the mattress as her ass pokes up.
I climb behind her with my wolf dangerously close to taking control.
We absolutely should have had a conversation about birth control, but it’s a bit too late for that.
She would look beautiful, big and round with our pups. My wolf projects the thought to me.
My hands land on her hips, and my claws dig into her ass.
Well, fuck.
The little peek of her pussy from behind is enough to do my head in.
My crown has radar to her opening, and my vision goes hazy as I push inside her.
My claws and canines are already shifted, but my wolf pushes for more.
He wants his chance with Violet.
I shove him back, telling him, You can have your turn with Violet’s wolf. She’ll freak out if she looks over her shoulder and finds us fully shifted.
He doesn’t listen.
The fucker.
Fur breaks out on my hands, arms, face, and chest, but he doesn’t try for a full shift. It’s some middle ground between us—a partial shift, of sorts.
You should ask her to pull out her ears and tail. That would be so fucking hot, my wolf says in my mind.
Okay, you delinquent freak. That’s not going to happen, I snap back, focusing on where I disappear inside Violet.
“Gods. You’re taking my breath away.” I growl, and her skin illuminates with the amber glow of my wolf’s eyes. “That’s it, sweet girl. Let. Me. In.”
“Bryant!” Violet wiggles her hips and gasps. “Give me more. I want all of you!”
“Careful. You shouldn’t taunt me right now. My beast is close to taking control.” I shake my head, trying to force my wolf to back off. It’s unsuccessful, and I get even hazier as my pelvis slaps against her ass.
“I trust you. Just fuck me deep,” she practically begs.
My cum drips around my length, and some baser side of me likes it far too much for it to be civilized.
Looping my arm around her middle, I pull Violet up onto her knees. It completely changes the feeling, and she writhes against my chest. I nudge her hair back from her neck with my nose and bury my face in her throat, breathing her in.
Violet sobs, and her core locks down on my cock. I growl, buck up into her, and dig my teeth into her throat just under her ear.
Fuck.
I was supposed to ask before doing that, but I couldn’t stop my wolf from striking. Not that I didn’t want to claim her too, because I absolutely did. She wrings my cock, sending me over the edge.
I rut up into her, and my knot slips inside her opening. There are too many sensations. Too much going on for me to focus on any one thing.
The bond slips in like a cool breeze, settling my riled wolf. At the same time, my knot swells, locking us together. My cock kicks, and I spill inside her for the second time.
Fuck.
I really need to ask her about birth control. I’d be down for pups if she was, but I’d also be completely content to spend a century or two as a trio, simply enjoying our newfound connection.