Chapter 21
Twenty-One
KIT/KAT
The energy flowing through my veins makes me feel almost invincible—something I’ve never felt before in my entire life.
Paired with the new knowledge I got from my friends, and the slight softening of my internal walls from the Fae wine, I feel like I can do anything.
That’s why I ordered Oriel to show me what they meant about walking funny, and it’s why I haven’t backed down now that his wings are flexing and his eyes have gone dark.
Normally, this would freak me out a little—I can’t help it—but right now?
Now I’m filled to the brim with this… power. It isn’t the dragon or the alicorn or even the lioness—it’s another part of me entirely, one that is tired of me shoving my needs in a tiny box because of fear.
“KK… little shadow…” O says in a dark, raspy voice. “I’m not going to be able to… This is a bad idea. You’ve been drinking and my… bad guys… are um… too excited for you to—”
I grab his lapels again, holding on tightly as I press my nose to his.
“We know what we’re doing.” He gives me another torn expression and I think it’s him fighting off the animal and the demon.
That’s not what I want—at least, it’s not what my newfound brave inner shit wants—and I let go of his shirt to grin wickedly.
Before he can stop me, I reach up and grasp both of his horns hard. “See? Brain function on board.”
His ragged gasp pleases the darkness inside of me and I whisper to it, hoping it understands or listens better than the animals do at this point.
This might be the only way I get comfortable doing things, but I need to respect the past that formerly human Kat hasn’t gotten over entirely.
The blackness chuffs in response, not taking a recognizable form but acknowledging my urgent plea for caution.
I’m still holding on to Oriel’s horns as he pants, the heat of our mingled breaths underlining how close he is to breaking.
“If you’re going to hold them, it’s going to be for a reason,” he finally growls. “Go to the bed and sprawl out.”
My lips curve up again, and the overwhelming being inside me pulses pleasure from my head to my feet.
Nervousness flares as I let go and turn to walk around the various piles of stolen crap to get to his large, rumpled bed.
I’m not surprised to find silky sheets when I climb onto it, nor is the influx of deliciously ‘Oriel’ scents as I do what he said.
All of it helps calm the jangled nerves and fear that have risen, especially as I look over to see him prowling towards the bed while he tugs off his tee-shirt.
“What do you mean by that?” I murmur huskily as I look up through my lashes.
The new part of me huffs as if I’m ridiculous when I ask the crow demon that, but it can fuck right off.
It might not need to know what Oriel plans, but it will help the tiny part of me that is scared accept the decision I’ve made without having a flipping episode.
“Why would I need to hold them besides it makes you growly and that’s kind of… hot.”
“Good to know, little shadow,” he replies as he crawls up the bed to hover over me. “I can wear them more often if it pleases you? I’ve never felt the urge to wear parts of my supernatural creatures day-to-day as Jas or Slash do, but if it makes you squirm like this, I’ll change my pattern.”
He still didn’t answer my question, and that makes the aggressive part of me annoyed.
My voice is deep as I growl back. “You should, but also… Why do I need them? I asked you a question, Oriel Bloodstone. Answer me.”
His eyes widen at the same time as his smirk and he chuckles. “Oh, I’m going to love playing with whatever this is, KK. Despite your sassy mouth, I wouldn’t have expected any part of you to be so… interestingly dominant. Surprisingly, the demon enjoys it very much so I’ll tell you…”
“Then tell me, damn it!” I reach up and grab the horns again, sliding my hands to the base experimentally. “Otherwise, I’m going to get a lot more handsy so I can find out for myself.”
“No!” O looks a bit embarrassed as his hips buck against me and I feel how that move affects him.
“Stop before we move too fast, little shadow. I don’t want you to wake up tomorrow and feel like I took advantage, no matter how deeply my bad guys want to bury my dick inside you until we both scream. ”
I stop tickling my fingertips at the base of his horns, my eyes wide but my body absolutely on fire with excitement.
The dark colors swirling in me are prickling and tingling just inside my skin excitedly at his words, and I have to take a second to get my arousal under control before that part of me takes over entirely. “That’s good, hmm?”
“You have no idea.” Oriel leans down, his lips brushing mine as he whispers, “But you aren’t ready for that yet, no matter what insanely hot magical shit is going on with you right now. So what I’m going to do is kiss you…”
His lips take mine, and I groan as his tongue twirls along mine.
My hips arch up before I know it, rubbing against the hardness in his pants eagerly.
When our lips break, I bite his lower one playfully and that earns me a growl and a twitch down below that makes my entire body clench.
“That’s a start, little shadow. Now, I’m going to do that everywhere, and you can hold on as much as you want. ”
Holy hairy goat balls… is he going to…?
I don’t have a chance to finish my own thought as he kisses along my jaw and down my neck, suckling hard and occasionally biting gently.
The scrape of pointed canines makes me shiver more than I ever would have expected and my body practically melts into the silky sheets.
My eyes flutter closed and I tilt my head to give him better access, gripping the very sensitive bits he gave me permission to hold on to. “Oriel…”
“Shhhh. I don’t want any nosy fuckers anywhere on this floor or in this damn building to hear you.
I’ll get interrupted, and I’m way too hungry to be denied.
” His hands slide to the hem of my shirt and he lifts up to give me a very demonic smirk.
“Be good and hold those screams for me just this one time, KK. I promise you won’t regret it. ”
Nodding because I have no clue how to respond to that sexy little demand, I swallow around a dry throat and trembling limbs while he slips down my body to hover over my belly button.
My hands grip the bony appendages both to tease him and mitigate my butterfly filled stomach as he lifts the hem to look at my bare navel.
When he leans down to rim it with his tongue, my back comes off the bed and I have to bite my lower lip hard to keep the whine from escaping completely.
“There we go… very good, little shadow,” he murmurs against my skin and I want to rail at him, but the hungry darkness inside me scoffs that away.
It doesn’t give a solitary fuck if he’s being Mr. In-control if we get what we need so badly; there will be other chances to show him who is really the boss.
I blink, shaking my head a tiny bit at that commentary in my mind.
Whatever power is in the driver’s seat, it is not one that has the same hang-ups or trauma as me.
In fact, it’s sort of the voice in my mind that has been screaming for me to teach people lessons and nut punch them when they treat me badly.
It’s a deep, unrelenting force that will not let me shove it back in a box—not this time.
Oriel’s lips trail over my stomach, and he gives it the same treatment as my neck until I squirm and a tiny scratch makes him snarl loudly.
I look down at him, panting softly as I hold the horns and lick my lips nervously.
Is he going to stop? I don’t want that, but I’m not sure what happened.
“I made you bleed; I’m sorry, KK. I should—”
“You should keep going or I’m going to beat your ass, crow-boy.”
What the fuck, crazy magical dark side?!
He chuckles softly, his tongue flicking over the stinging spot like he’s trying to soothe it.
“Ma’am, yes, ma’am.” I open my mouth to say something sarcastic in response, but not a damn thing comes out when his fingers lower the waistband of my sweats and his wings fold around us.
The tips brush my bare sides as he wiggles them down slowly, following the path with kisses that are gentle yet so fucking hot. “Your blood tastes like…”
“Like what?” is all I manage, despite the screaming in my brain about how weird that sentence is.
The laughing dark side running most of my actions right now wants to know, and even more than that, it wants to know if he likes our taste.
I, however, am barely holding it all together—not because I’m scared so much as worried I’m going to embarrass myself at some point.
Oriel looks up, and I see a purple-ish ring around his pupils that I’ve never witnessed before. “Mine, little shadow. You taste like mine.”
“Oh.”
Growling in impatience, my ridiculously sexy crow demon yanks my sweats down to my knees and I have let go of one of his horns to clap my hand over my mouth.
His face is now pressing against my upper thighs as he inhales, and while the horny part is damn near screaming in glee, I’m grasping for a sliver of control with everything I have.
Oriel’s palms slip down my hips and they’re warm as he grips my thighs so he can pull them apart.
“Little shadow, you’re fucking dripping and you’re not wearing any goddamn underwear. ”
“I… uh… I took all the boy stuff off when I came back to the room…”
He looks up, the purple pulsing at me as he asks, “Is that what you always do?”
I nod, my head bobbing up and down quickly. “Yep. Yep. Always. It’s more comfortable.”
“Motherfucker,” he growls as he drops his head and pushes the sweats down even more as he settles between my legs. “That’s not fair, and I’m going to show you why. Hold on, KK, because I’m going to take you for a ride.”
My eyes widen as his face buries in my pussy, and his tongue flicks over my clit like he’s trying to make it—and me—explode.
I grit my teeth as my body arches and wiggles, pushing against the amazing sensations without a single fucking ounce of shame.
Nothing has ever felt like this before and I’m not remotely afraid anymore.
Even when I feel his hand join his mouth, fingertips brushing the flood of wetness there carefully, I don’t panic.
A single fingertip slides inside of me slowly, carefully, as he draws designs around the throbbing bud above with a tongue so nimble that it should be illegal.
Hell, it might be illegal somewhere because my fucking eyes are ready to cross and the pressure in my stomach is making it hard not to moan.
“That’s it,” he mumbles as he hooks the finger a little and my entire body shudders. “Just enjoy.”
Sucking in deep breaths, I do as he says, letting my body move with his soft strokes and skilled mouth without fighting off the greedy new part of me that is reveling in this.
As Oriel touches and licks and rumbles against the most sensitive spots, my mind finally flitters off in a haze of tingles and gentle encouragement.
A wave of the dark energy pours through me, and I realize that I’m not going to be able to control it as the physical pleasure builds within.
“Oriel… Oriel…” I breathe in jagged gasps. “I think… I don’t know…”
“Let yourself go, Kat. I’m here to catch you.”
And since my heart agrees with that, I listen, allowing the shadows and fiery red emotions to take over as immense ecstasy races through me alongside it.