Chapter 8 #3
“Because we’re meant to be together. I don’t why or how, but you feel it just like I do.
And as far as what I’m doing? Exactly what I’m required to do.
” The words were ones that stimulated the darkest portions of my brain, indulging me in the reality that the woman in my arms wasn’t just the insane fantasy concocted in my brain, but a necessity.
I craved her as much as consuming air, more than food to nourish my body. I had to taste her. I had to take her.
I now owned her.
I dragged her onto her toes, cradling her head as I crushed my mouth over hers, forcing her lips to part.
Cassia moaned, her hands pushing hard against my chest for the first few seconds, her body undulating against mine.
The electric shield that had drawn us closer yet kept us apart was smashed, new sensations rocketing through our loins, every cell and muscle, breaking down those walls.
She slid one arm around my neck, intertwining her fingers in my hair as the kiss continued.
I thrust my tongue inside, our tongues entwining, the urgency even greater.
There was nothing around us, no requirement of duties or the terror of the monsters lurking in the darkness.
There were only two people destined to become one.
The taste of her was incredible, lighting the cooled embers, bursting them into flames. Together, we were rocket fuel.
Her ragged purring sounds continued as she ground her hips against mine. I gathered a scent of her feminine wiles, the boiling desire slickening her pussy. Her hunger was as unbridled as mine, her lithe fingers digging into the skin on my neck, scratching and scraping.
After shoving her against the wall, I yanked her leg around mine and palmed the cold steel.
The feel of her breasts crushed against me was the most incredible aphrodisiac.
There was no time to waste, the necessity to be inside far too great.
A wash of domination filtered over me, hard and rough, a reminder that I was her commander.
There was no struggle as I broke the kiss, one hand cupping and squeezing her neck, pushing her head to a brutal angle as I growled and nipped her lower lip.
“Oh. Oh!” Her tone was husky, the words almost inaudible. She brushed her hands up and down my arms, moving to my waist as I rubbed my lips across her jawline.
My cock was rock hard, throbbing in an anguishing manner as it pushed savagely against my pants.
Dazzling lights flashed in front of my eyes as I raked my hand down to her shirt, ripping the material and exposing her breasts.
Growling, I licked and sucked down to her chest, moving my wet mouth over her cloth-covered nipple.
Using my teeth, I yanked the thin lace away, revealing her rock-hard pebbles.
“Erik… I… I can’t do this.” Her exclamations echoed, flowing into my ears and fueling the beast living deep within.
“You have no choice.” As I licked and nipped her nipple, unable to think clearly or make sense of my actions, I shoved my other hand between her legs.
Cassia tossed her head back and forth, opening her legs even wider. She slapped one hand against the wall as she clung to me, jutting her hips forward.
I rubbed her pussy aggressively, using the full length of my hand as I moved up and down.
She was so wet, her juices leaking all the way through.
I was crazed with desire, ready to take her in the middle of the cold space.
But I needed more. She would know that she belonged to me.
I’d never experienced this before, the kind of insatiable hunger that refused to be denied.
When her hand finally found my cock, squeezing and stroking, there was nothing else I could do.
Jerking back, I ripped the thin shirt from her body. There was no way anyone could stop me. Whatever the consequences, fuck them. I had little precious time left, my need far too great.
She clung to me, tiny purrs slipping past her luscious lips.
I could see desire, raw and unbridled lust in her eyes, warming every cell within my body.
I’d never be sated, could never have enough of her.
“Erik,” she whispered and the way she breathed my name was enigmatic, the soft sound lingering in my ears.
“Whatever is happening between us can’t be denied.
” The grip I had on her face was firm, my hand shaking her from the adrenaline flowing, rushing throughout the being morphing inside.
I’d never felt so alive, exhilarated in ways that I found difficult to comprehend.
The moment I captured her mouth, keeping our lips pressed tightly together, her entire body melted into mine.
I held her in the exact position for as long as my will would tolerate, ultimately shoving my tongue past her lips, finding hers.
Everything was tentative at first, a lover’s dance of desire and need.
Then she slid her arm around my neck, her lithe fingers intertwining in my hair.
Powerful.
Mind bending.
Savage.
Everything about the kiss was that and so much more.
I had no control over my actions, my fingers digging into her skin as she mewled in my arms. My hand firmly planted around her rounded bottom, I dragged her onto her toes, crushing her body against mine.
The scent of her was delicious, fueling the burning embers.
I envisioned her writhing underneath me, just as she’d done before.
Begging me.
Hungering for me.
I was blinded by my hunger, savage in my actions as I sucked on her tongue, my heart racing.
Spots floated in front of my eyes, swirling and pulsing in vivid colors.
The electricity shooting between us was almost too intense, forcing me to break the kiss in order to breathe.
I took gasping breaths, still so close, my lips planted only millimeters away.
“You will be forced with others, but you will always be mine.”
I could see confusion in her eyes, concern but there was almost lingering longing, blindsiding both of us. She’d been brought here for a reason. Now, it was my requirement to find out why. To never fail her. To honor her.
Cassia darted her tongue across my lips, taking her time to explore, sensations rocketing through both of us.
A slight giggle infused the passion and she pulled my head down, holding me in place.
“You are… magnificent.” Another giggle. Another throaty breath.
She was offering all of herself, unfettered by the why or the reason.
I ran my fingers down the cleft between her gorgeous ass cheeks, parting her legs and sliding the tip of my index finger to her pussy. Her wetness slickened my fingers, forcing yet another animalistic growl from my throat.
She lolled her head, moans and whimpers turning into guttural sounds. She crawled her fingers down the length of my chest, her fingers kneading, until she reached my cock. The second she wrapped her hand around my shaft, I roared.
“I. Want. You.” The words were muttered by the beast dwelling inside, not the man who’d vowed to protect her. I yanked her leg around my thigh, drawing her cunt closer. She licked and nipped my lips as she undulated, grinding her hips against me.
I was wild, finding it difficult to breathe.
“And I want you. I don’t…” A warm blush crept up from her long neck to her luscious cheeks as she fumbled to release my cock. Finally unfastening my pants, she slipped her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around my shaft. “So thick. So hard.”
The warmth of her hand as well as the jetting sensations left my body tingling. I allowed her to play, cupping and squeezing my balls, driving me to the point of absolute madness. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. “Everything is about to change.”
“Tell me.” She darted a look around my arm, her body shaking.
“I will never leave your side.”
Cassia jerked her hand away, anxiety returning.
A single hard thump on the door was followed by entrance from two clan soldiers and one of the females. In her hands was a large bundle. She gingerly placed it on the bed. “For the celebration tonight.” Her voice was soft, alluring and she smiled, giving a single nod.
Sighing, I released my hold, acknowledging the girl’s presence as well as the intended gift. “We will be ready.”
“I will let our king know.” The girl bowed her head before retreating.
The glare of the soldiers was the same as always. Distrust. Hate. They had no love for an intruder in their clan, a hybrid who would never be one of them. I slammed my hand against the stone, jerking back and breaking our connection.
“What is going on?” Cassia asked ever so quietly. “What celebration?’
“A Galerian custom.” I stalked toward the bed, eyeing the bag.
I was angry. No, I was livid for various reasons and finding it difficult to control my actions.
Yanking the bag into my hands, I dumped the contents, snorting seeing the beautiful materials and jewels unlike anything I’d ever seen on Earth. Diamonds. Rubies. Emeralds.