Chapter Forty-One #2
“Zura would never, first of all. Second, I deal with Priya being here, and you two were engaged! How many times have you fucked her? Huh?”
All around us, the forest went silent, birds and crickets and even a woodpecker seemingly fleeing at the sound of our mutual fury. Or maybe it was the way the air around us became charged—vibrating as our magic leaked out of us in waves.
Growling, his hand reached out and latched around my throat, his hold gentle but unmoving. He pulled my face to his, our lips almost touching. “Priya likes women. I’ve never done more than kiss her.”
Stunned, I stood there, staring up at his eyes, watching as his pupils dilated. Priya liked women? “Then why does she care about us being together?”
“She’s protective of me. We’re all that way—we’re the closest thing each other has to a real family.
” I was shocked, my throat thick. He slid his thumb across my bottom lip, his chest pushing into mine.
“No one can touch you, Nova. You’re mine.
And I’m yours. Another man or woman will never touch me again either.
Every inch of you is mine to worship and pleasure, no one else’s. ”
His hand slid lower down my back, settling at the base of my spine. “This is too much. People aren’t supposed to act like animals just because they…love someone.”
My breasts brushed against his chest, the movement sending bursts of butterflies into my stomach. He smiled, dimples appearing in his cheeks.
“You can’t act like that. I’m not yours. I’m my own person.” I tried to push away, shoving against his chest, but he only held me tighter. “Otarn is right, you’re acting like a possessive beast.”
“See, now you’re making me mad, Little Void.” He tightened his hold on my throat, his other hand moving to my hair, tugging a fistful of it.
Why the utter fuck do I find this hot?
“Let’s get one thing straight, I’m not a snake, a dog, or a beast. I’m a monster,” he growled, grazing his nose against mine. “But I’m your monster, Little Void.”
Yep, I’m turned on. I need help.
“So here’s what we’re going to do. You’re going to run. If you make it to the wards before I get you, you’ll shadow walk back home to our cottage and I’ll reign in my…attitude.” His words were deep and raspy, said a mere breath from my lips.
Sucking in his air, I whispered, “What if you catch me before I get there?”
“Then I’ll show you just how much of a possessive monster I am.” Hands freeing me, he leaned back, crossing his arms. “Better run fast, Little Void.”
Though my stomach was heated and my skin was tingling, I pivoted and ran.
If only for the sake of my pride, which was apparently hanging on by a thread.
Ducking beneath a low branch, I bolted forward, taking myself deeper into the forest, which I knew would be a faster route to the wards.
I willed myself to go quicker, slipping on the snow but steadying myself immediately.
In minutes I was panting, pumping my arms harder in the hopes it would push me faster. I could see the end of the trees in the distance, the wards just beyond. Even when I slowed to curve around a tight group of trees and leap over a large log, I still heard nothing but my own gasps for air.
Daring to look back, I peeked over my shoulder, finding nothing but trees and a single set of footprints in the snow. Wow, I just might win this.
Laughing, I turned, running headfirst into a broad chest. His arms locked on me, his voice sending chills down my spine. “Caught you.”
“Where the fuck did you even come from?” I asked, panting. He only grinned lazily, his hands reaching down and squeezing my ass as he lifted me.
“Consider this a formal punishment for saying you’re not mine.”
My back slammed into a tree, his lips crashing into mine. I moaned into the kiss, baffled by my own lack of care for how reckless this was. Anyone could see us. Time was ticking away. The others were waiting.
And all I could dare to ask for was, “More.”
Az chuckled, his tongue wrapping around mine and his fingers squeezing me with bruising force. I felt myself grow hot and wet between my legs, my undergarments and trousers getting damp as he rubbed his firm stomach against me.
“I’m going to eat you alive,” he whispered, our teeth clicking together as he pressed further into me.
When he dropped me back on my feet, I gasped, righting myself and holding the somewhat thin tree trunk for support. Groaning, I watched as he slowly undid his cloak, twisting it tightly.
“Arms up,” he ordered, his gaze fixed on my face, tongue gliding across his pink lips.
I did as he said, slowly raising my arms over my head. His answering smile was sharp, his tongue pressing into his teeth now. When he brought his cloak up and wrapped it around my wrists, I nearly let out another moan. He tied me to the tree, never taking his eyes off mine.
Next, he grabbed the hem of my sweater, pulling it up. I was confused how he planned to get it off, but he only tugged it high enough to cover my face. Gasping at the sudden darkness, I squirmed, my instincts driving me to fight.
Az grabbed me by the hips, forcing me to still. “Tell me, Little Void, do you trust me?”
Without hesitation, I breathily said, “Yes.”
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered against my mouth through my sweater. I sucked in my limited air, feeling oddly safe despite just how confined I was, my body grinding against his. “And I’m your wicked monster.”
Suddenly, he grabbed the bandeau around my breasts and yanked, tearing the fabric in half. I yelped, the cold air pebbling my nipples. Next, he tore down my trousers and undergarments, leaving them wrapped around my ankles just above my boots—restraining me further.
Hot breath met the skin on my knees seconds before his tongue did, his teeth nibbling on the area just above. I writhed, feeling like I was alight despite the frigid air. When he bit my inner thigh, I yelped, the darkness disorienting.
“Louder, Nova. Let everyone hear the sounds only I can rip from that tight little throat.” Then his tongue slid up my cunt, and I was a goner.
Moaning louder, I wiggled as he licked and sucked through my clenched thighs, pressure building in my stomach.
He shook his face against me, a scream trying to fight its way free of my chest. Again and again he consumed, letting out a filthy slurping or sucking noise here and there that had my wrists straining against his cloak and my face pressing into my sweater.
And when I felt myself tip over the edge, all I could manage to say was his name, earning a deep, vibrating groan from him. “Stars, I love when you say my name.”
Legs shaking, I clenched my thighs tighter, sweat breaking out across my body. “Please, Az. Fuck me.” Maybe I really was his, because I’d never begged anyone else.
Chuckling, he ducked under my legs, forcing them to spread as he fit his large body between them and held me up.
My trousers tugged on my skin, but the pain only intensified my pleasure as he again kissed me from the other side of my sweater.
I moaned, pressing my tongue into the fabric as he rubbed his thumb against my clit.
“You’re so perfect,” he muttered, the sound of his trousers unzipping making my heart race.
I heard the fabric glide down his legs moments before the tip of his cock replaced his thumb on that sensitive spot between my thighs, rubbing it firmly.
I hummed, the pressure euphoric. “We were made for each other. Yours, mine, ours. What’s the difference? ”
He lowered his cock, teasing my entrance. I tried to close the distance, but he only shoved my hips back into the tree. “Please, Az. Please.”
“You beg so prettily,” he whispered. When his tongue slid over my nipple, I bucked, my back arching.
And then he shoved himself inside of me.
I screamed out, the nerves of being heard gone in place of the uncontrollable pleasure.
He pulled back, only the tip inside of me, snapping his hips forward again after.
“You’re everything, Nova. My sun, my moons, my stars, my universe entirely. You’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I agreed, realizing just how right that was. I was my own person, sure. But stars, I was his too. In every way that mattered, I belonged to Azazel, and he belonged to me.
As if he couldn’t control himself anymore, he set a relentless pace, slamming into me again and again. I squeezed my thighs around his waist, desperate for leverage as he ripped every bit of satisfaction out of me. All the while, I was left with nothing but the truth ringing in my mind.
And when he brought me to the edge and forced me over, I screamed that truth. Buried it deep in his chest as I let my head fall against it.
“I love you.”
“I love you too. So much.” And then he poured inside of me, his moans a beautiful sound. I sighed, trying to let my legs fall, but he grabbed my thighs again. “Tsk tsk, Little Void. What did I say? For every one of mine, I’ll be earning three of yours.”
“What? You already—“
He sunk down, my thighs settling on his shoulders.
“So pretty,” he mumbled, kissing my clit. I shivered, instincts urging my hips forward. “And you taste like us too.”
This time, he took my thighs and shoved them up, folding me in half and rubbing my bare back against the tree trunk.
It would have hurt, but all I could feel was him.
His tongue. His teeth. His fingers. His moans.
Az was everywhere. And he earned two more orgasms out of me before he freed me, my mumbled I’m yours making him smile victoriously as he carried me to the wards.