Chapter 33 She’ll Finally See #2
He exhales like it hurts to hold back.
“You'd be dripping for me. I'd bury my face between your thighs and taste how badly your body needed mine. Lick every drop until you’re begging to be filled.”
My hand moves faster. I can't hold back the moans that are spilling out of me.
“Look at you,” he whispers. “So fucking beautiful like this. Let me hear how that pussy purrs when you think of my words—only my words, Lumi.”
My hips lift off the bottom of the tub, sending water splashing to the floor. A pathetic moan escapes me.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that. You’re doing so good for me.”
Tension builds higher. His voice feels like silk in my ears, coaxing the most raw reactions out of me.
He clicks his tongue.
“So swollen, you poor thing.”
The taunt in his voice does terrible, beautiful things to me.
“I'd give anything to taste you right now, Sael?n. But this is also sweet. You coming all over your own fingers just because I told you to.”
“Please—” I beg. “Please—I’m almost there.” I whimper.
“Say my name.”
“Tyrian,” I moan.
“Again,” he says softly. “Say it again for me. Just like that.”
“Tyrian,” I repeat, slower this time.
That earns me a rough exhale. I half-open my eyes—
“Keep them closed, love,” he warns, voice suddenly sharper. “Remember, if you open them, the game ends.”
My eyes snap shut.
“There you go,” he breathes. “Such a good girl. You listen so well for your mate.”
Tingles spread down my spine.
“You're so close, aren't you?” He says, voice thick now.
“All this just from my voice? What would you do if I were in the tub with you right now, Lumi?”
My head falls back, dipping lower into the water.
“Use your other hand, baby,” he moans. “Play with those pretty nipples for me. Let me hear how desperate you are.”
My hand slips up to my breast, heeding his every command.
“That's it. Just like that. You sound so perfect when you whimper like that—don’t stop.”
My hand moves faster, the pressure coils tighter,
He groans. “Fuck yes. You gonna come for me, baby?”
I nod frantically.
“Pinch your nipple for me, softly.”
I do exactly as he says.
“Now harder.” He commands.
I tug on it slightly, and pleasure explodes inside me.
“Such a good fucking girl, Lumi,” he grits out. “Let go for me, love. Come all over those fingers like you would my cock.”
“Oh, God! Tyrian—” I sob, the word slips as my body arches, heat flashing white behind my eyelids. “Oh, fuck,” I gasp. It's so much more intense than usual. My legs spasm under the water.
He grunts, and for half a second, I’m tempted to open my eyes to see if he is touching himself too.
“Did you squirt for me, baby?” He rasps. “I didn't even know you could do that.”
Neither did I.
“You've never done that before,” he adds softly. “It’s because I know what your body needs, Lumi. Better than anyone.”
Just as I get through the aftershocks, the door slams open with a thunderous crack. My eyes fly open.
A violent draft shrieks through the bathroom, and snow surges in behind it, until the mirrors are frosted over.
Andrik fills the doorway, but it's not the Andrik who kneels beside the bed and brushes hair from my cheek, or whispers Vraks?n against my temple.
His chest heaves. His eyes—those ancient, glacial eyes—are locked on mine—frost curling from his lips with every breath. His gaze drops through the water to where my hand is frozen between my thighs.
Something sharp snaps inside my chest.
“Who the thrahk is Tyrian?” His voice is a snarl.
Every muscle locks.
My mouth opens, but nothing comes out.
“Huh?” I manage.
“You heard me, Lumi.” His voice is so guttural, it's hard to understand. He steps forward. Claws unsheathed—the bath water ripples from the weight of him.
“Who was here?”
I blink. “I—you? You were the only one here.”
His jaw ticks. A muscle jumps beneath his cheek.
“No, I wasn't,” he growls.
His head tilts slowly, fangs glinting in the low light. He looks absolutely terrifying.
I don't make any sudden movements. My breath stills in my chest. For the first time since meeting him, I'm not 100% sure he doesn't want to hurt me.
“The bond woke me. It ripped me from my sleep. I felt it—your pleasure, your voice—and it wasn't me you were moaning for. “
He takes another slow step forward, and the air around him snaps—frost crackles on the floor beneath his hooves. His eyes blaze brighter.
My body curls tighter against the tub wall.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He takes another step, fingers flexing at his sides.
“Say his name again,” he snarls. “Say it, so I can hear it with my own godsdamned ears.”
This is not good, but I still can’t form any words.
My voice is caught somewhere in my throat, blocked by the terror pounding in my chest.
His eyes narrow as his nostrils flare.
He stills.
“Lumi...” he whispers brokenly, like my name is breaking him even as anger radiates from him in waves. He has said my name a hundred different ways, but I have never heard him say it like that. He inhales again, slower this time. His lips part.
“Gods,” he breathes, almost to himself. “You... you let him bring you to peak?”
He shakes his head in disbelief. A single, broken laugh escapes him.
“And more than that.” His voice cracks. “You—” He cuts himself off, then starts swearing in Vraks?n
I only catch a few words, but they feel like knives under my skin.
“You've never—” His jaw flexes. “You vaelis’thrae... for him?”
My brows pinch. “What... what does that mean?”
He looks at me, and something in his face splinters.
“You don't even know what you gave him.”
So much silence passes between us, and none of it helps ease my growing confusion.
“You've never done that for me, Lumi. Not once.”
Anonymous- 30 minutes earlier.
She walks into view. A slow smile ghosts across my lips as I withdraw the small vial from my coat pocket. I may not have all the ingredients for the full elixir yet—but I do have enough to mimic his voice. Enough to whisper to her in the one tongue she'll never doubt.
My little dove, you have no idea how easily you offered yourself up to me.
I trace our initials into the fogged window: The curve of the L curling around the straight, dominant stroke of the T.
She starts her bath.
I drag the hunting knife across my palm and smear the blood into the runes the grimoire instructed me to draw across my neck.
Power shudders through me the moment I swallow the draught.
My eyes roll back—something ice-cold and foreign crawls up my throat.
When I speak, it’s not my voice that answers.
“Sael?n.” Andrik’s rumble and exact timbre spill out.
I smile. She’ll never know the difference.
“You look miserable, Sael?n,”
She moves, instinctively. The sound pulls her in.
“Keep your eyes closed for me.”
I hate using his word for her, but if I want this to work, I have to sound like him. I move closer to the window. She’s just inches away from me, naked and aroused.
“It’s just me,” I murmur. “I didn’t want to leave you alone.”
She sits up slowly, water rolling down her skin in rivulets. Fuck me. Her breasts are on full display. Bare and glistening in the dim light. The curve of them makes my breath stutter. The soft swell. The way her nipples bead from the cold air spilling through the open window.
My cock throbs. I palm myself, teeth gritted against a groan as her thighs shift beneath the surface.
I talk her into playing a game with me, hopefully she keeps her eyes closed like I told her to.
“I want you to call me Tyrian.”
“Is that a Vraks?n word?”
I have to bite my tongue to keep the laugh from falling out.
“... Yes.” I chuckle softly. “It means purple.”
All the nights of Lumi using her purple vibrator flash through my mind.
“Okay.. Tyrian.”
My hips jerk at the sound of her using my nickname. It’s not as good as her saying my real name, but it’ll do for now.
I won’t leave her hanging like he did. My girl’s gonna cum for me.
“I want you to spread your legs for me,” I rasp.
She listens.
The grip on my cock tightens as her thighs part, trembling in the water. I want to smash the glass between us more than I’ve ever wanted anything before.
“Touch yourself for me,” I murmur. “Slow. Just the way I know you do when you think of me.”
She hesitates for a split second. But her fingers slide down, parting herself. Dipping into the heat, I can’t reach... yet.
My jaw clenches, eyes glued to her hand as it moves.
“Fuck. Just like that, Lumi. Slow circles. Think of my hands instead of yours. My tongue.” I whisper, voice shaking with need.
Her hips shift, grinding against her own touch. Small gasps escape her lips, each one more wrecked than the last.
I want to touch her so fucking bad.
I fumble with my zipper as I pull off my gloves. My dick is going to freeze out here, but it’ll be worth it.
I push my jeans down to my knees and yank down my briefs. My cock springs free.
I match her rhythm with mine, hand slick and frantic, choking the base as pre-cum drips down to the snow under my feet.
Her moans grow louder.
“Say my name, Lumi. Tell me who’s making that pretty pussy drip,” I rasp.
She whimpers.
“Say it, baby.”
“You... Tyrian!”
My hips jerk forward at the sound of my name on her lips.
“I’m here,” I say breathless. “I’m right here, Sael?n. I’ll never leave you empty again.”
She arches, neck bared, one hand gripping the tub as the other works harder.
“Use your other hand, baby,” I moan. “Play with those pretty nipples for me. Let me hear how desperate you are.”
She’s getting sloppy, that’s how I know she’s close. Her legs start to tremble. My hand moves with her, in perfect sync, worshipping her from the shadows.
“Such a good fucking girl,” I choke out. “Let go for me, baby. Cum all over those fingers like you would my cock.”
“Oh God—Tyrian,” she sobs. A cry rips from her throat as she convulses in the water.
I fist myself harder, faster, grinding into my palm like I can bury myself inside her through will alone.
My orgasm crashes through me so hard, my vision goes spotty. Seed spills messily onto the snow-dusted ground.
She’s never squirted before—not in all the years I've watched her, I muse. But this time, it was my words that took her there.
Her body shakes uncontrollably, twitching in the aftermath.
I press my forehead to the windowpane, still panting, eyes never leaving her.
“You'll never forget how I made you feel,” I whisper. “You'll always remember—I made you do something even he couldn’t.”