Chapter 25 #4
“Gaelan? Are we safe here?”
“For the most part, yes, she can’t come here without me knowing.” He pulls back and looks up at me. “I have my men guarding the village and the surrounding lands.”
My eyes move to the window, and I can see the silver swirls in the sky. It looks so peaceful, like nothing’s wrong in the world. But I feel like something big is coming,
I just don’t know what. “Your villagers? I can’t have them risking their lives for me.”
“This won’t be the first time, Ari. They will fight for their lord and lady,” he says, making me feel even worse about being here.
“I think I should go,” I whisper, not wanting to really leave, but if it means no one must die. Then I’ll do what I need to.
Gaelan shakes his head and stands up. “You’re not leaving Ari, I’ve only just got you back.”
“But Gaelan, I can’t have people dying for me, not if Macy comes for me here.”
He strides over to the fireplace, waving his hand, which causes flames to erupt and light the logs. “You are not leaving, Ari.” He turns to look at me, his eyes blazing. “I asked you to come here for a reason. I can protect you more here than I can topside. We can protect you more.”
“But—”
“No, Ari.” He cuts me off. “You’re not leaving, not yet. You need answers, find them here.”
I sigh, knowing that I’m never going to win this one.
This man has spent his life protecting me; he’s not going to suddenly stop now.
“Okay. I’ll stay, but if Macy comes, you have to promise me that you will take me away from here, so we can try to protect the village.
” He just stares at me, his eyes showing me that my words have hit a wall, that he won’t move on this.
I walk over to him and look up into his eyes.
“Gaelan, I will not have others die for me.”
“And I will not lose you again.” That’s all he says before he shimmers from the room.
Sighing and flopping down onto the sofa.
I can understand his hurt, I get it, but I also can’t let others die for me; this is not what this is about.
I need to find that book; maybe that will make me strong enough to fight off Macy?
I know it hasn’t been the case in the past, but perhaps I can try to be better this time.
I need to find him, but I need to find my clothes first, so I stand up to go searching for them.
There are three other doors; in this room, I’m betting he put them in his wardrobe.
I walk to the door on the other side of the fireplace, and as if by magic, it swings open on its own.
The torch on the wall lights up as I step further in.
My eyes cast over the room in awe of what I’m seeing.
It’s some kind of weapon storage—it’s enormous.
Swords, daggers, odd-looking whips, chains, any type of weapon you could think of is in here.
Walking around in astonishment that one daemon has all of this in one room, I walk over to one sword and run my hand over it, feeling drawn to it.
The feel of the cool metal and the sharp edge of the blade excites me a little.
I’ve never held one before—I’ve never had the need—I wonder what it would feel like in my hands.
Reaching for it, I notice that it has a blue handle with a dragon on it.
Lifting it up off its stand and holding it with both of my hands—it’s lighter than I thought it would be.
Making some swinging movements, I have no clue as to what I’m doing, but it feels good.
It feels like this would be easy to fight with.
Putting it down, I walk further into the room; it seems much longer and larger than I thought it was.
At the back is another door. I try the handle, but it’s locked, frowning.
I turn around and jump, seeing Gaelan standing there, wearing nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants, his blue eyes glowing brighter as he smirks at me.
“Nosey?” he chuckles as he walks into the room.
“Where did you go?” I ask him. “You kind of left me with no clothes or an explanation.” He shifts a little and reaches for my hand, pulling me close.
“I’m sorry, my Rose. I just—” He stops and pulls in a hard breath. “I just can’t stand the thought of Macy getting to you again.”
“I know, Gaelan, but please, knowing that your villagers have just met me for the first time, and they’ll die for me? No, I can’t let that happen. I refuse.”
“This is not the first time, Ari. They know you. You’ve seen it in the cakes and the scarf, the gifts that they were so excited to give you. They will protect you with their lives just as I will.”
I puff out a breath of frustration, “I’m not going to win this one, am I?” He shakes his head, and I laugh. “Okay, I’ll stay for a little while,
I rest my head on his chest and breathe his lemon scent in. “Hopefully, I can find this book. Before anything bad happens.”
“You will find it, Ari. After all, it is looking for you too.”
I bite my lip, grateful that he can’t see my face right now. I’ve not told Gaelan about Drake yet. I know that I should, but those words, the book is looking for me too. Drake said that as well, but what does it mean? Do I need to worry?
“Let’s hope so,” I whisper.
Gaelan leans down, picks me up, and carries me into the bedroom.
I wrap my legs around his waist and crush my lips to his, the taste of him and the feeling of me being in his arms making me want him even more.
He slowly lowers me to the floor, breaking the kiss.
He grins and lowers to his knees in front of me.
I watch as his hands reach to pull my towel open, and it drops to the floor, his lustful eyes running over my body.
“I could stare at you all day. I think I want you to remain naked for the rest of your stay.”
I laugh at him. “Then we would get nothing done.”
“So?” he says as one of his hands finds my thigh, lifting it and draping it over his shoulder.
I watch him looking at my pussy, licking his lips before leaning forward to place kisses along the inside of my thigh, his lips leave a tingling feeling as they go.
The tease is killing me, so I pull on his hair, trying to get his mouth where I want it, where I need it.
I feel him chuckle. “Patience, my Rose. Don’t worry, I’m going to give you exactly what you crave. ”
True to his words, he strikes fast, pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking hard.
My legs buck as pleasure runs through my body, my fingers grip his hair tighter as my head rolls back.
He usually starts out slow and teases me.
But this time, he’s relentless, his tongue teasing my clit as he sucks.
My hips start to move, grinding my pussy against his face.
I can feel my release creeping up on me, and before I can take my next breath, I scream out as I come hard.
Not letting up, I feel Gaelan move to thrust his tongue deep inside, drinking my release, greedy for me.
His hand pressed firmly against my lower back, keeping me steady, my hips continuing to buck, and just when I think he’s done with me, he pulls back and thrusts his fingers deep in my cunt, curling them, making sure to hit the spot that drives me crazy.
I roll my head forward and look down to see Gaelan watching me, his eyes lock with mine, before he turns his head and sinks his teeth into the sensitive flesh of my thigh
“Gaelan… fuck,” I moan, feeling another orgasm creeping up on me.
Usually, men take a while to get to know what they’re doing with a woman; it takes them ages to find all the right buttons.
But in moments like these, I’m reminded again that he knows me, has known parts of me for all his life. My soul mate.
My hands pull on his hair again as the sharp sting of his teeth, paired with his fingers in my pussy pushes me to come again.
I scream out, bowing forward, unable to hold myself up.
Gaelan groans before pulling back and looking up at me, pulling his fingers from me and sucking them clean with a look of euphoria before he starts to kiss his way up my body, holding me as I try to catch my breath.
When he stands, I clutch onto him as he moves us over to the bed and lays us both down—he always makes me feel like he can never get enough of me.
Turning to him, I kiss him, tasting myself on his lips.
Moving, I straddle his waist and look down at his beautiful face.
His hands move to cup my breasts, squeezing them and teasing my nipples, making me moan.
“I want your mouth wrapped around my cock, Ari.” His voice has that edge to it again—that tells me he’s turned on and barely holding it together.
I lick my lips and lower my head to kiss down his chest, my lips find his soulmate mark, and I kiss over it, making him groan in pleasure.
I move my lips to his left nipple and bite down lightly on it, teasing the tip with my teeth.
His hands reach into my hair, pulling my head up, our eyes lock, and a devilish smile crosses my lips.
“It’s not fair to tease, is it, Gaelan?”
“No, it’s not when it’s me. I want your mouth on my cock, baby.
” He lets go of my hair, and I slowly kiss over to his other nipple; he groans as I bite down harder this time.
“Fuck.” Hearing that one word growling from his lips causes my clit to pulse with need—how does this man make it sound so hot?
I keep going further down until I can lick my tongue over the head of his cock, cleaning up the precum that escaped. I wrap my fingers around it before sucking it into my mouth.
“Ari… My Gods!” Gaelan groans, then lifts his hips, causing me to gag; my spit falls from my lips to coat his cock. I move my mouth along his shaft, finding a rhythm that has him moaning my name. His hands are digging into my hair again, holding me in place as he starts to fuck my mouth.
I try to pull back slightly, but he holds me in place.
I want him to come; I want to taste him.
One of my hands moves to cup his balls. I go to play with them, but before I can get a better hold, I’m lifted off him.
I shriek as he moves me back to straddle his waist. “Fuck Ari, your mouth is heaven, but I want to cum in this tight pussy of yours. In the morning, I’ll feed you my cock.
” He winks at me as he lifts me up, and I use my hand to help guide his cock into me.
I moan and roll my head back. Gaelan’s big, and it takes my body a moment to adjust to his size.
His hands grip my ass, and I know I’ll have a mark there in the morning.
Placing my hands on his chest, I roll my hips slowly, looking down at him.
I watch as his blue eyes start to glow, lighting up the room.
Needing more, I begin to thrust my hips faster.
“Fuck Rose… You’re such a good girl for me,” he moans as he helps guide my hips.
My tits bounce with my movements, and he’s staring hungrily at them.
I can tell he loves the sight. I lean over him to kiss along his neck, his hands traveling to my ass where he cups it tightly, he lifts me slightly and starts thrusting up into my body.
The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes around the room, mixing with our moans of pleasure.
Turning my head to the side, I bite his neck… hard.
“Harder, Ari,” I hear Gaelan command in my ear. Unable to stop, I bite harder and moan when I taste a little of his blood on my tongue. Something in me wants to taste more of him, so I start drinking.
I feel his hands parting my ass cheeks. I cry out around his flesh when he puts pressure on my asshole—I’ve never had a man there before—what he’s doing, though, has me wondering for a second what it would be like for him to fuck me there.
My hips speed up, both of us chasing our release, when it hits me.
I pull back from his neck, screaming out his name, “Gaelan.” My pussy tightens around his cock, milking him for every drop.
Gaelan groans his release and keeps thrusting up into my body, wringing every bit of our orgasms out of us both.
I collapse onto his chest, completely sated and spent, both of us breathless.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to walk again,” I say, laughing.
“Then we’ll just stay in bed fucking forever.” Gaelan kisses the side of my head and rolls us onto our sides, not breaking contact.
“What will we eat?”
“I would happily survive on your pussy.” He grins at me.
“You’d starve,” I laugh.
“With the amount I want to eat. I’d get fat.”
Shaking my head, I lean forward and kiss his lips before nestling closer into his chest.
“Sleep, my Rose, we have a busy day tomorrow.”
I hear him, my eyes already closed, and I mumble, “Good night, my love.”