Chapter 17
Salem
The last person I expect to see at my front door is Pandora and Soren. Firstly, Soren can’t fucking stand me, probably because he caught me going down on his wife at a party.
“What the fuck are you two doing here?” I ask, opening the door wide but not inviting them inside. My wards will block them unless I give permission.
“Hello to you too,” the Witch Queen smirks, while Soren looks like he’d rather be anywhere else but here.
“What do you want?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.
“We heard something went down last night, and you were at the center of it.”
Fuck me, she’s here to gossip, and even brought her mate, who hates me.
“Gossip travels fast in the Witch Kingdom.” I smirk, and her violet eyes dance with amusement.
She nudges Soren, who clears his throat. “As you know, I have persuasion magic, and we heard—”
I slam the door in their faces.
I know exactly what they heard. They want to know who had enough magic to empty a crowd of at least one hundred people, but I’m not going to tell them shit.
“Who was that?” Peach calls out, her hair still damp. She has a towel wrapped around her precariously, and I know with one flick, I could have her naked.
“Pandora and Soren.”
Her green eyes widen, and her hands go to her hips. “Your ex?”
“She wasn’t my ex,” I grumble, closing the space between us. “It was an arranged marriage that didn’t happen. Therefore, she’s nothing to me.”
“What did she want?”
I rip the towel off her, my eyes dropping to her perfect, plump tits. “She wanted the gossip about what went down last night.”
“People are asking?” She frowns, and I lift her chin with my fingers. “Yeah, people are afraid of power, sweetheart. I slammed the door in their face.”
“You slammed the door in the face of a queen?” she questions, her voice going higher.
“Only queen I serve is you, Peach. But right now you’re going to serve me. Get down on your knees and put your hands behind your back.”
She drops and looks up at me, watching me pull out my cock from my pants. We didn’t bond last night, but we spoke about it. It’s going to happen today, and I’m so fucking ready for it.
She’s always been mine, but after this, it will be official.
“Stick your tongue out for me,” I demand, running the head of my cock along her tongue. “Now take me into your mouth. You know how I like it.”
She slides me to the back of her throat, and my breath hitches.
Yeah, she really does fucking know how I like it.
I wrap her ponytail around my fist, using it to control her movements.
When I get close, I pull myself out of her mouth and step back.
She makes a whimpering sound, and I lift her and lay her back on the bed, seeing how wet her pussy is.
“I love that you get wet just from sucking my dick. Such a good-fucking-girl you are,” I praise, undressing while she watches. When I’m naked, I lie on top of her, making sure not to put my weight on her, my hands braced by her head.
“I’m ready for this, are you?”
She bites her bottom lip, nodding. “Yes, I’m ready. Bond with me, baby.”
The air is thick between us, the magic swirling as I slide into her.
We don’t lose eye contact, and I keep fucking her as our magic and souls bind together.
A dark swirl pulses with a golden one, and I entwine my fingers with hers and push them into the mattress as I fuck her, deep and slow.
As we bond, the connection is like nothing I’ve ever known.
She’s a part of me.
So fucking mine.
I can feel her.
Her emotions, her magic, her soul.
Her hot, wet pussy.
She’s as sweet on the inside as she is on the outside.
She was wrong. There’s no darkness inside her.
Besides me.
I’m her darkness.
She comes all over my cock, and I join her. I’ve never come so hard in my life, and with the way she screams my name, I know she’s feeling the same way.
Lying next to her, our hands still locked, I process all the new feelings and magic inside me. I can feel her, like she’s an extension of me.
“That was amazing,” I say in my head, trying to see if I can talk to her through the mind link. Some mates can, but it’s not common. However, since I already can with my brothers, I’ve always wondered if I’ll be able to do the same with my fated love.
Her eyes widen, and she snaps her head to me. Her brows furrow. “Yes, it was.”
“Holy fates, we can mind link.” She cheers, doing a little happy dance. “I was hoping we’d be able to.” She pauses. “Do you think I’ll be able to with your brothers too?”
“I’m not sure, but I don’t think so,” I guess, lifting her hand to my lips to press a kiss to the golden bands around her wrists. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Salem.”
She curls up against me, and I absently play with her hair. “You haven’t mentioned your brother since yesterday.”
She stills. “I don’t have anything to say. He betrayed me. It’s better if he’s not in my life anymore. I don’t need to be looking over my shoulder, especially not from my own blood.”
“Axe said he’s in a lot of debt, so maybe that’s another reason he wanted to win the fight.”
“He’s always in debt, and I’m usually the one bailing him out. But not this time, he took it too far,” she whispers, sighing softly. “For now, I just don’t want to see him.”
“Whatever you want, little one,” I murmur, kissing her temple.
Whatever the fuck she wants.