Chapter Five #2
I flushed, realizing that I’d picked a historical romance film. “Ah, well, I hope you like this too.”
“I’m sure I will.”
And with weak knees and a thumping heart, I let him lead me down the street towards the theater.
***
Zaldi
Fuck me.
I kissed her. And not just a little peck, I’d actually let myself taste her. And, while I couldn't find it in my dark, confused soul to feel bad about it, I did feel a little bit of shame. Because now, in the darkness of the theater, my date was squirming in her seat hard.
The venom in my saliva wouldn't be enough to satiate the still torn bond between us, but it sure as Hades was going to make her aroused. I’d probably thrown the power into another level by touching her so much, too.
No doubt her body was humming with lust by this point.
And, sandwiched between several other movie-goers, I was trapped next to the object of all my desires as she dripped with need.
Leaning back in my chair, I attempted to rearrange the hard shaft of my cock.
I had been suffering with this since the moment I’d walked into the Salus Glen Times and she’d wrapped her arms around me, but now, after I knew for sure what she tasted like, what she smelled and felt like when she was most excited…
I was hard as steel. But, I needed to get used to that.
I was completely set on doing this correctly.
In dating her, courting her, as if she were one of my people.
We would attend activities, I would bring her food and gifts and yes, when she is ready, I will spend as much time as possible on my knees or belly between her thighs.
The bond would be insatiable. The stronger the need, the stronger the tie, and after these years apart, I needed to be sure that she was completely ready for life with me.
Because another aspect of all of this stemmed from the fact that we were working within a bond I’d already sheared apart.
And, that I would have to tell who I was now. The man from her dreams and, also, decidedly not human.
I hoped my tongue might make up for some aspects of that. But as for the others? I had no idea what Lulu would think.
“Z?”
I jerked out of my thoughts, my eyes moving from the screen in front of us, to the woman at my side. “What is it?”
Her throat worked and I became momentarily distracted by the movement. But then, she was leaning, her lips so close to my ear I could feel her breath. “I think I need to step out for a minute, okay? I’ll be right back.”
My jaw fell open, surprised as she was already up and moving, her body moving quickly down the row.
Fuuuccckkk. I stood, apologizing as I wound my way after her.
My bigger body garnered more hiss complaints and by the time I got out of the theater, she wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
I took a deep breath, letting her scent tell me where she’d gone.
I caught a taste of her immediately, turning to go through the exit door and pushing it open. The back of the building was shrouded in darkness. For a moment, I thought I’d gotten in wrong, but then I saw Lulu, her back to me as mumbled words filled the small alleyway.
My ears twitched.
“Get it together, Lu, this is insane,” she was saying, her words rushed.
Clearing my throat so as to not scare her, I approached her. “Lulu, are you okay?” I asked her softly. I knew that right now, my venom, which was less powerful in my glamour, was probably making her crave all kinds of things. And, while I knew that I shouldn’t get too close, I couldn’t stop myself.
My mate.
She needed me.
“Lulu…I’m here.”
In a breath, she had twisted, her arms sliding around my shoulders as I moved up to hold her as she knitted herself up against me.
“Oh God, Z, I feel like I'm going crazy. But, oh my God, if you could feel this.” Her eyes were blown dark and hungry as they found mine. “I can't stop thinking about you, about our kiss. About how badly I want more.”
“Shhh,” I tried to shush her, “It’ll pass, it’s okay.”
“I just, God, can I hold you like this, just a little longer?” Her voice was high-pitched, her hips wriggling against my pelvis as I attempted to hold her off of my body. My cock ached.
After a minute, she mellowed against me, her soft sniffle of confusion tearing at my heart as I tried stroking my thumbs over her ribcage. “I’m so sorry, I know you don’t like to be touched. I just felt like I had to, like being close to you was the only thing I could do.”
My head flopped back, a long groan rattling up my chest. Call it instincts, call it stupidity, call it whatever you damned well pleased.
But, fuck, this torture. She thought I didn’t like her touching me, when in fact, every brush of her body on mine sent me into a world of bliss I hadn’t known existed before now.
I couldn’t let her continue to think that about me. Assumptions were no longer allowed in this relationship. Because that’s what this would be. A real relationship. I would make sure of it.
She was fucking mine.
“I lied to you, earlier.”
Her body stilled, “What? When?”
“When I told you I don’t like to be touched.’
I felt her face crane around, looking for my eyes, but I couldn’t give them to her yet.
I hid my face in the soft fall of her hair as I kept stroking those delicate muscles on her torso.
“I was afraid, Lulu. I was terrified that if you touched me too much that this would happen. That I would be lost in it. Because all I’d want then would be you touching me. I would be addicted, intoxicated.”
Gritting my teeth, I pulled back to look down at her. Her eyes were watery, the gold flecks in their depths staring hard into mine. “Oh.”
“And, you know what,” I said, a dark laugh on my lips, “I was right.” I leaned in, letting my nose brush against hers.
Her smile was tremulous. “I have never wanted anyone like this. Tell me I’m not alone in this.”
Wordlessly, I bent my knees so I could grip her under her ass and drag her up so that her body rested against the heavy erection that was straining against my pants.
The instant the heat of her body rubbed against my cock, I moaned, my grip tightening to keep her right there.
In the same instant, she was moaning, her pelvis resuming its wriggling as she moved herself against me.
“Oh my gosh, Z.” Her fingers dug into my shoulders, a delicious scrape of pain against the absolutely wave of pleasure that she created moving her body against mine.
I knew then what I had to do. I needed to help my mate.
To release this pressure I’d built inside of her.
I stepped in, the smooth concrete scraping my hands for a moment before I found a way to cup her just right against me.
But, now, the wall gave her leverage too.
And Hades below, was she utilizing that advantage. Her hips were moving against me, jerking up and down my cock as her whimpering cries invaded my mind.
“That’s it, beautiful, take what you need.
I’m here for you,” I crooned, my cock aching as I arched into her hips.
She was stunning, shocking me with the urgency that she moved against me.
My composed, sassy mate was almost unrecognizable now.
The knowledge of what she looked like when she was close to coming made my mind go blank with the need to see that expression on her face every single day.
“I haven’t even felt it, Lullaby, and I know that you’re going to be the sweetest thing my cock has ever felt,” I said, one hand slipping up to cup her breast as her hips bounced hard against me.
She was close, I could feel it, the power rippling off of us as her pleasure began to peak.
“Let me see, sweet girl. Let me see you use me to make it better.”
“Oh God, Zaldi, it’s so big. I want it inside me.’
“Fuck, you’re perfect. Soon, sweet girl, soon.” I leaned in, damning the consequences over the urge to make her scream, and pressed my tongue against her pulse, then dragged it low. The effect was nearly immediate, my venom singing in her blood as I ran my thumb over one hard-peaked nipple.
Her cry was music to my ears, the sweetness of the movement as she slowly came down from her high continued to make the power between us pump in my blood. And when her head flopped forward, I easily took the rest of her weight, shifting so that she wasn’t against the hard wall any longer.
I closed my eyes, humming softly as she settled in my arms. “You did so well,” I murmured against her hair.
Deep in my chest, surrounded by the power my people craved and required, was something new altogether. No, not new. Reforged.
The bond.
Unsure and shaking.
But, it was there.
My mating bond with Lulu had survived. And it was waiting for us.