Chapter 12
Peach
He lays me back on the bed so gently, like I’m something fragile. Special. And then he stares down at me, his huge cock proudly sticking out, looking right at me. My eyes go to the knot at the base of him, and my mouth waters.
“Are you sure?” he growls, looking me right in the eye.
“Yeah, we don’t have to bond yet…” I add, not wanting to make a rash decision about that in the heat of the moment. “But I want you to be my first. I’m ready.”
“Fuck,” he curses, his hungry gaze dropping to my pussy as I slowly spread my thighs. He pulls me to the edge again and eats me, sliding one finger inside me and then two. Every time I’m about to come, he pulls away, leaving me right on the edge.
When he does it for the third time, I’m begging him. “Please, I’m ready. I need to come, baby. Please.”
He stills. At me calling him baby? It’s the first time I’ve done it. Hell, I’ll call him anything right now to get him inside me.
“Don’t like baby?” I manage to get out. “I could call you something else. Daddy?”
That seems to do it because he grips his cock and places it at my entrance, sliding my wetness all over it before sliding in. He goes slowly until he comes to my barrier.
“This is going to hurt,” he grits out, his jaw tight. My gaze drops to his thick neck and then down to his chest.
At this stage, I’m so turned on I welcome the pain. I try to lift my hips, but he pins me down so I can’t move and pushes inside me. When he’s all the way in, I feel so deliciously full, and when he starts to move, I come straightaway.
“Fuck, yes,” I moan, staring up to see a wicked glint in those light green eyes. His hand slides up between my breasts, gripping my throat and pinning me to the mattress with it.
“That’s right, come all over my dick, sweetheart,” he groans, fucking me harder now. He goes to remove his hand from my throat, but I put my hand on his, holding it in place.
A look I can’t decipher etches his features. “Fuck, you’re perfect for me. You like it when I choke you, don’t you?” I nod, and when he starts to come, I can’t look away from his face as pleasure takes over. His hooded eyes close and then open again, his head tilted back. “My knot…”
I nod again, knowing what’s about to happen. His knot is going to lock into me, tying me to him. I can feel it swelling, and it’s so fucking intense.
“I want you to come again.”
“I can’t,” I pant, shaking my head.
“Yes, you can,” he growls, reaching between us and circling my clit with his finger, using some of the wetness between us.
My body complies, and it’s not long before I’m right on the edge of another one.
I never imagined sex would be like this. I’m so glad I waited for my mate.
My body glows golden as the tethers of the mating magic swerve around us, silently telling us to complete the bond. To become one in more than just our bodies. The fates want us to merge our magic, to play our part in the path they have planned out for us.
Salem mutters a curse, closing his eyes as his knot swells even more. “That’s it, little one. Give me one more.”
I come violently hard, and I get so loud I’m glad no one is around to hear.
We hold each other, and he gently strokes my hair and kisses my neck as we wait for his knot to go down.
When it does, he gently slides out of me and pulls me against him, lazily kissing my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, and finally my mouth.
I feel so connected to him in this moment.
I never thought it would be like this. Emotion fills me, making my lower lip tremble.
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you?” he asks, getting back up and spreading my thighs to look at my pussy.
“I’m fine,” I assure him, trying to close my legs.
He holds them where they are and leans closer to examine.
“Seriously?”
“There’s a little bit of blood,” he murmurs, glancing down at his penis. “Maybe you should have a nice hot bath so you aren’t sore tomorrow.”
“I’ll have one tomorrow.” I yawn, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward me. “Come cuddle with me. I just had mind-blowing sex with my mate, and I think I’m about to have the best sleep of my life. I lost count of how many orgasms you gave me.”
Males like Salem deserve a special place in heaven for caring about a female’s pleasure so much, even more than their own.
My mate is generous in the bedroom, and fucking blessed in the dick department, not to mention, he’s only nice to me and his siblings.
I can’t see him being a sleaze or a creep and hitting on other females. Maybe I should test that out?
He holds me all night long, and in the morning, he runs me a bath before work.
While I’m soaking in the hot water, bubbles floating around me, I tell myself that I’m going to tell Salem about my magic soon.
But before that, I’m going to tell him I love him.
And after that?
I’m going to bond with him.
* * *
“Where were you last night?” Jagger asks as he steps inside my shop. His brown hair is messy, like he’s been running his fingers through it. “I came to your house, but no one was home.”
“I was out,” I reply, dusting my hands on my apron. “Why don’t you come over tonight for dinner?”
I have to tell Salem to let me spend a little time with my brother. I don’t know how that will go, but I’m not cutting Jagger out of my life.
“Out where?” he presses, his gaze dropping to my wrists. To make sure I’m still without the mating bands?
I need to tell him about Salem.
“Jagger.”
“Listen, I need to borrow some gold coins. I’ll pay you back. I’ve just gotten myself into a little pickle and—”
“How much?” I ask him, my brow furrowing. It’s not the first time Jagger has wanted to borrow gold, and it likely won’t be the last. He’s always starting new jobs or wanting to open a new business, but nothing has stuck for him, and I end up paying for it.
He was working as a bouncer at the strip club for a while, and I even had his birthday dinner there once, because that’s what he wanted.
Okay, and I was curious. Who wouldn’t be?
But after Salem tortured him, he quit working there and tried working in one of the inns.
That didn’t work out because he slept with his boss’s wife.
“How much do you have?” he asks, and I sigh heavily.
Opening my cash register, I pull out a bag of coins and hand it to him. “That’s all you’re getting. This month is going to be tight as it is because I hired an employee to help me.”
I’m getting tired of enabling him. At some stage, he’s going to have to learn to stand on his own two feet, just like I have. I don’t want to hurt him, but am I making things worse by just giving in to him every time?
How do I say no to my only family?
He eyes the gold and nods. “Okay, thank you. I’ll see you tonight then. What will you be making?”
Salem steps inside next, his eyes narrowing when they land on my brother. “Jagger, how nice to see you. Remember that time I left you alive instead of killing you?”
Jagger scrubs his hand down his face. “Peach, what did I tell you? What is he doing here? Wait, is that where you were last night?”
Salem comes up beside me and tucks me under his arm. “Yes, she was with me last night. And that’s where she’ll be every night from now on.” He pauses and then adds in a dark tone. “And if you think you’re going to stop her from seeing me, there’s a gravestone with your name on it.”
“Salem!” I admonish, flashing my brother an apologetic look. “He doesn’t mean that. Jagger, he’s my mate, okay. And he’s been nothing but good to me. I need you to accept that I’m going to bond with him and—”
Jagger is already shaking his head before I can even finish the sentence. “He’s a monster! You want to be bonded to that? Think about what you’re doing, Peach!”
“Okay, that’s enough,” Salem snaps, gently maneuvering me behind him. “She’s mine, fuckface. And I’m not going anywhere. Stop upsetting her, or you will leave this bakery in a body bag.”
“Salem,” I groan, wishing he would stop with the death threats.
“Hear that, Peach? If I die, you’ll know who did it.” Jagger scowls, shaking his head. “I’m out of here. I’ll see you tonight.”
“And you better hope I don’t see you somewhere when I’m not with Peach.” Salem smirks, his magic heavy throughout the room. “Don’t forget who I am, Jagger. Peach is safe. Protected. But you are not.”
“More threats against your own brother,” Jagger states. “Get rid of him, Peach. Be smart.”
The asshole zips into thin air before I can knock his lights out.
“Dinner?”
“Yeah, I’ll spend a meal with him and then come to yours after,” I say, burying my face in his chest. “You need to stop threatening him, Salem. I don’t want you to hurt him.”
“Then tell him to accept that you’re going to be with me,” he mutters, kissing the top of my head. “I don’t want him filling your head with bullshit.”
“He’s not going to change my mind,” I tell Salem, biting my lower lip. “I know that you won’t hurt me, Salem. And you’re not a monster. You’re perfect just the way you are.”
I feel his body freeze, and then he lifts me and throws me over his shoulder. “Anita, Peach is going to be busy for the next thirty minutes.”
“Okay!” I hear Anita call back.
“Salem, you can’t do this when I’m at work.”
He shuts me up by bending me over the counter and lifting my dress.
Then he gets on his knees and goes down on me from behind.
Fuck.
Yeah, I’m never going to give this up for anyone.