Chapter 27
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
Itook a deep breath and decided I wouldn’t ruin the mood.
Standing on top of the mattress, I jumped and bounced a few times. “Now, lose the clothes, Alpha.”
Torin shook his head and muttered something under his breath that sounded like, “What am I going to do with you?”
He stared at me for a moment and said, “You’re beautiful. I’d do anything to see you smile like that forever.”
Swallowing hard, I understood his words, and yet my smile disappeared. I will not live forever by your side.
He handed me the cable ties, and then Torin made a show of undressing slowly, tossing his shirt behind him, and unzipping his jeans. His hardness sprang free, and I gawked unashamedly.
Torin’s thighs looked thick and muscled like the rest of him. I couldn’t help but want him.
“Don’t look at me like that, Princess, or I won’t last long.”
I shivered as tingling sensations went through my body. As he was standing at the edge of the bed, I wrapped the ties around his wrists and the wooden bedposts. “No pain, Torin. Only pleasure.”
Torin looked at his tied-up hands. He pulled on them as if trying to see what it would take to break free, and a panicked grimace passed over his face. His quick, shallow breaths and wide eyes told me Torin had entered his world of pain and trauma.
My stomach twisted as his handsome face scrunched up in pain. But there was no physical pain of any sort except the one he saw in his mind. His eyes glazed over as if he were lost in his trance.
“Torin.”
No answer. His panting had his bare chest rising and falling as if struggling to take his next breath.
“Torin? Should I bring the scissors?” My hands trembled, wanting to reach out to him.
How deep was this man’s wound to hyperventilate at the sight of his tied hands?
He squeezed his eyes shut and then reopened them. He shook his head as if he were trying to shake off a bad memory, and I wanted to dash to the kitchen for the scissors.
A sheen of sweat glistened on his smooth chest.
“Are you okay?” I asked. “Do you want me to untie you?”
He took a deep breath. “No, I’ll be okay, but only because I’m doing this with you.”
My body warmed as his words sank in. He was doing this for me. If I could only take his pain away.
I stepped in front of him and knelt. I lifted my gaze, meeting bright, hungry amber eyes. “I’m going to touch you, Torin.”
The smile he gave me didn’t quite reach his eyes, but he nodded, and that was all I asked of him now.
Let me in, Torin.
As soon as my fingers curled around this throbbing erection, his entire body jerked. Torin took a sharp breath.
I stroked him several times and felt his thickness grow in my palm. My hand appeared so small. I leaned in and licked and sucked while moving it back and forth.
“This feels amazing, Anna.”
His deep moans encouraged me to continue, although I wasn’t sure if I was doing this correctly.
I’d never had the urge to do this with another man, but with Torin, I wanted to watch his face as he felt pleasure.
He was so hard with arousal that it made me happy I was the one who could do that for him.
That I was the one who could erase painful memories.
“Anna,” he said on a pleasured sigh, “you drive me wild.”
I moved my hand back and forth in rhythm with my mouth around his engorged flesh.
After a moment, I pulled away and tilted my head back. “How am I doing?”
I crooked an eyebrow and squeezed his hardness tighter, earning me a chuckle. I let out a small giggle and grabbed his balls with my free hand while tasting him again.
He let out a rough and hungry sound from the back of his throat. “Anna…I can’t…”
The beastly growl that rose from deep within him sent shivers down my spine. Was he close to exploding in my mouth, or was he close to breaking off the ties? I continued to massage and pull as Torin grunted and growled.
“I can’t take it anymore, Anna.”
Suddenly, Torin recoiled but only managed to put inches between us since he was bound to the bedposts. The distance between us was minimal, yet it felt like a chasm had opened. His finger grew a talon, and he cut the cable ties, freeing himself. “You’ve got to let me be in control, or I’ll go mad.”
Nodding, I said, “Whatever you need.”
He extended his hand, and I placed mine in his. Torin pulled me up. He was at his limit. So, what did he plan to do next?
“I only had to wait forever to be inside you, Anna.”
I couldn’t stop my grin from appearing on my lips. Naked Torin smirked at me. He’d regained his control over his breathing. He stepped into my personal space and put a large, warm hand on my hip. The spark exploded underneath the fabric there.
“You don’t need clothes when you are next to me in bed,” he said.
I longed to sleep in his arms, next to him, naked or not. As long as he held me. If he were to walk away from me after this shared moment, my heart would ache.
His hand moved inside my pants, between my thighs, and his finger slid between my folds. My core clenched, and I let out a moan, tossing my head back. His touch burned into my flesh, and every inch of me lit up, yearning for more.
“I’m ready for you,” I breathed. “Don’t make me wait too long.”
When he lifted his other hand, it transformed, and a razor-sharp talon grew. His claw moved slowly over my clothes, tearing the material. Scraps dropped on the floor, and then he retracted his talon.
Moving impatiently, Torin pulled open the drawer of his nightstand and rummaged through it before producing a foil package. He put on the condom with lightning speed. Although he said he hadn’t had sex for years, and I was on birth control injections, I still appreciated his gesture.
Torin grasped my butt and lifted me up. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, and he lowered us onto the edge of the bed, supporting my weight as if I weighed nothing. His hard length pressed against me as he guided my body over his erection.
His eyes, clouded in a sexual haze, met mine, and he paused his movement as if giving me time to backtrack and run out of the room. A silent question lingered in his eyes—an opportunity for retreat. But I held his intent, heated gaze with my own.
“Anna,” he said in a strangled voice, his hot breath fanning over my neck, setting my skin ablaze.
With one powerful thrust, he was inside me, stretching me to the fullest. He didn’t tease me. He didn’t take his time. He wasn’t gentle.
Torin was so desperate to have me that he drove into me with rough force. My position allowed me to rock my hips, and I realized that this was his compromise to let me have some control.
The tightness in my core built up, and pleasure waves traveled over my entire body. He filled me as we moved together, and a scalding hotness gripped me, burning me like a brand. My channel tightened around him, and I ground my hips against him.
I roamed my fingers over his muscular shoulders and down to his chest, tracing each contour of his body.
Torin’s heart pounded hard, matching my own rhythm.
As my hands ventured across his scars, Torin buried his head at the crook of my neck, and his soft hair tickled my cheek.
I moved my hands to his sculpted back and explored his smooth skin.
His body smelled of the forest and earth, and the same peaceful emotion I usually felt when I did calligraphy against a forest tree washed over me.
Torin wasn’t just my mate. He felt like home.
With his subsequent rough motions, Torin sent me over the edge, pleasure sizzling through every part of me.
The orgasm was soul-shaking, robbing me of my senses and rational thoughts.
Convulsive waves gripped me, and they subsided only after a long moment.
My body trembled with ripples of satisfaction, and I surrendered to the jolts of ecstasy.
But something shifted in me as if I flipped a switch, and savage energy I’d never felt before overwhelmed me. Years of pent-up tension inside me exploded, startling me. I could only describe it as a surge of raw, electrifying power that shocked my body with primal force.
I looked into his crimson eyes—his vampire close to the surface—and the urge to bite Torin overtook me. I could only assume that the mate bond drew me to him in a way I didn’t expect, bringing something animalistic out of me.
I’d never wanted to claim a man in such a wild way before.
Torin throbbed inside me since we were still connected, his muscular frame vibrating with arousal. I dug my fingers into his solid shoulders, loving the way my nails etched into his flesh, causing a thrill to shoot through me.
As I rode the last waves of my release, I lowered my head, raking my teeth over the crook of his neck. I traveled my tongue over his damp skin, and the salty tang of him made my brain malfunction.
Closing my eyes, I bit Torin’s neck. Hard.
Because it felt right. Because I wanted to.
My human teeth were dull, and my bite wasn’t strong enough to draw his blood or puncture his skin deeply, but I left a temporary mark.
A guttural groan escaped from deep within Torin’s chest while my heartbeat echoed in my ears. A raw power passed through me, and I liked what I’d done until Torin’s body stiffened. His muscles quivered under my hands, and I started coming out of the fog of lust and desire clouding my mind.
What had I done? I didn’t want to leave a love bite on his body, but it was more than that.
When his hands clasped my hips, pulling me closer, I knew something was different about Torin. His erection pulsated inside me, and he let out a bone-deep growl of pleasure.
His fangs protruded, and he shifted into his vampire while holding me in his arms, still connected.
The red in his eyes deepened and darkened into two pools of hot lava.
Dark shades appeared around his eyes, and his nose grew thinner, his cheeks sharper.
After his silver hair appeared, his transformation was complete.