Chapter 32 #2
“How isn’t it? He took the blast meant for me.
He was only human, yet dove into a fight between mysts for me.
If it wasn’t for me, Skylar would still be alive.
They didn’t even get arrested for his death, because how the fuck could I go to the police without sounding crazy?
There wasn’t even a body. Everyone just thinks he disappeared and his family will never know what happened to him… because of me.”
“Myles, I accidentally broke into a house full of gargoyles because I didn’t know what the hell I was doing.
I’m lucky that it ended okay. What if it had been a bank?
I’d be locked away for life for something I couldn’t control at the time.
Of course you were afraid to use your powers in front of humans; there are hundreds of thousands of stories that teach us that doing so never ends well.
Your parents beat the lesson into your head your entire life. ”
She holds my gaze, emphasizing each word.
“You. Did. Not. Kill. Skylar. The assholes that tormented and tried to mutilate you, are the only ones to blame. Skylar pushed you out of the way to protect you because he loved you. But he made that choice. He was an adult. He may not have understood the supernatural element going on, but he saw a stream of fire and willingly dove toward it to protect you. You didn’t kill him, your bully did.
I guarantee that wherever Skylar is, he's proud as hell that his sacrifice wasn’t in vain and you took out one of those assholes so they could never torment anyone again. ”
Blinking away tears, I rasp, “I don’t deserve you.”
“You deserve good things too, Myles,” she whispers, caressing my jaw. “Don’t ever let anyone convince you otherwise.”
Palming the back of her head, I crash my lips against hers. Never has anyone treated me like she does. Like I’m not just someone to take care of, but like I matter.
Her tongue flicks against mine, and I clutch her closer, a part of me convinced that when she pulls away, it’ll be for good. She’ll realize that I’m so far beneath her it’s ridiculous and replace me. But then she rolls her hips and kisses me deeper.
My hips buck involuntarily. “You’re killing me, here.”
“Do you want me to stop?” she asks breathlessly between kisses.
“Never.” Skimming a hand down her side until it lands on her waist, I help her keep her rhythm and bite back a tortured groan.
“Do that again,” she pleads.
My cock kicks against her, but she shakes her head vehemently, tearing her mouth away from mine. She snaps her hips, riding me with a smirk on her face as I toss my head back and suck in a sharp breath. “You’re so open about what feels good; it’s really doing it for me. Feel free to moan louder.”
But how the hell can I moan when I can’t so much as breathe? Ever doesn’t let up, grinding on my lap until my cock jerks again, desperate to break through my jeans and feel her against my bare skin.
All hot, and wet, and strangling my-
I tear my mouth away from hers, ears burning as I breathlessly beg, “I need a second.”
She gives me a knowing look. “That’s fine.” Sliding off my lap, she falls to her knees and undoes my pants with a flick of her fingers.
I’m pretty sure I forget how to breathe.
“What are you…”
She curls her fingers around the base of my shaft, my head falling back with a groan. “Fuck, don’t move or this is going to be over embarrassingly fast.”
“There’s no shame in coming quickly. It's flattering, really. Makes a girl feel pretty.”
“So pretty,” I gasp, bucking up into her tight fist as she strokes me from root to tip. “The prettiest.”
When her tongue flicks over the head of my cock, there’s no holding back. I come hard and fast, gently rocking my hips into her fist while I struggle to catch my breath. And when I see my cum splattered across her lips and chest? I erupt all over again, my vision whitening in ecstasy.
Despite her attempt to reassure me, heat creeps up my face. “I should have gotten you off first. Let me find something to clean myself up with and then I’ll-”
Ever drags her tongue up the side of my length, slowly licking a stripe of cum off my cock, and all coherent thought flies out the window.
Gonna keep her forever. Buy her all the computer parts she wants so she’s too happy to ever leave me.
“Trust me?” she asks, blinking up at me from her knees.
Is she serious right now? She could ask me to dress up like a clown and make snow angels, and I’d thank her for the honor.
“Always.”
A subtle smirk plays at her lips as she unfastens her pants and shucks both them and her underwear off in one smooth move. Her shirt comes next, and I watch transfixed as she reaches back to unclasp her soft blue, cotton bra.
Ever Moore is a work of art. Every curve of her hips, her tits, and the dip at her stomach has me trembling with desire.
How the hell did I get so lucky?
The universe at least seems to think I belong with her. Otherwise the Fates would never have marked me as her mate. Now I just need to spend every day of the rest of my life earning my place at her side.
She straddles my lap again, completely naked this time. “Admittedly, I was a bit selfish making you come first. You’re massive, and I didn’t want to stop to track down some lube.”
Gripping the base of my cock, she runs the tip through her folds and against her clit with a happy little sigh.
Is this what a heart attack feels like? I’m pretty sure I’m dying. But fuck if it isn’t the best way to go.
“You can touch me, you know,” she says with an amused lilt to her voice, gripping my shoulder for leverage.
Fuck, right. Have to make this good for her. I’m pretty sure I’ll die if I never get to see her naked again because I was a selfish idiot and blew it.
“Tell me what you like.”
She grabs my left hand and sets it on her breast, using her thumb to roll mine in example. “If you’re just tweaking them, they can get sore after a while, so feel free to use your mouth too.”
She’s giving me permission to suck on her perfect tits? Fuck, I think I’m going to come again.
Alternating pinching and rolling her nipples, licking and sucking, she rocks against me as I try not to make a fool of myself.
When she sinks down a few inches, though, tingles spread from the head of my cock to the base of my spine and I lose it, cock jerking as I come again, flooding her entrance and feeling the heat drip down the side of my cock.
“Oh f-fuck,” she stutters, using three fingers to circle her clit and lift up slightly, just to slide back down farther than before. “What's happening?”
My voice is little more than gravel. “Cementing the bond.” My fingertips dig into her soft skin as I feed her another few inches of my cock, nearly to the base now. “Power boost.” I pant, energy coursing through my veins and amping me up. “Can… can I try…? “
She doesn’t even let me finish my sentence before nodding wildly, back arching as she circles her clit faster with one hand, the other clutching my shoulder as she rides me. “So long as you keep that monster far away from my ass, I’m game to try almost anything.”
I flip our position and start fucking her into the couch cushions, all the way to the base this time.
“Oh Fates,” I breathe. “Fuck. You’re so tight, and hot and,” I thrust again, loving the way her tits bounce as I thrust into her.
I nudge her hand out of the way now that I’ve seen how she likes it and take over teasing her clit.
When her back arches, she clamps down around me so hard I don’t stand a chance, burying myself to the hilt as I come so deep inside of her, she’ll never be rid of me.
Every shifter in this town will know she’s mine.
I nearly come again at the thought, but my balls are so wrung out, the thought is nearly painful. Everest took everything I had and then some, and fuck, if I don’t love her more for it.
Still, energy flows through my veins like never before. And as I gradually come down from the high… she’s still here, legs wrapped around my waist and holding me close. The best thing that ever happened to me. My Ever. My mate.
She’s really mine.
And nobody can take her from me now.