Chapter 23Harbor
Chapter 23
HARBOR
I n the last four days since I've woken up from my cycle reset, I've struggled to catch up with the school work that I missed. Who knew the professors assigned more work as the session goes on? I've spent every evening this week at the library, and then I went back to my dorm and passed out. Sleeping in tomorrow is my goal; I've been so exhausted from working all week long. I turned in the final ‘make-up’ assignment today, and the weight on my shoulders lifted as soon as the professor thanked me for my hard efforts.
On the way out of the professor's office, I run into Colette on the path outside the building. I apologize for not messaging her, and I explain the situation. We are chatting about getting lunch next week, when my mate walks up to me, slips his hand under my chin, and pulls it toward his face, commanding my attention.
“Where have you been?” he asks breathlessly.
“I've been keeping in touch,” I say, slightly embarrassed at the public display. “You know where I've been.”
“I know, but that doesn't mean I've missed the way your body fits next to mine. You're done with work?” I nod, a slow smile breaking over my lips. “Then you're coming with me.” He grabs my hand and stalks off. I turn as he drags me away, waving to Colette with a grin.
By the time Talon escorts me back to the solitude of his little cottage, I'm worked up and ready to tease him. He's evidently required my attention, and hasn't gotten it, so maybe, if I delay him a little, he might work me over. I could use a little bedroom aerobics to wear me out; I planned on sleeping late tomorrow, anyway.
Walking up the steps, he flings the door open with his magic, pulling me inside. He slams the door, then gently shoves me up against it, his hands magnetically finding my waist and my throat. His presence is overwhelming, and the scent of my mate invading my nose makes my core clench. I moan as his lips and teeth meet the soft, tender spot behind my ear.
“You've been avoiding me.” His low growl into my ear stirs something low in my belly, and I squirm, need already rising in my body.
“I had to make up my schoolwork,” I say, panting as he turns my head to the side and places little kisses and nips of his teeth down my neck to the junction of my shoulder. “I had to concentrate.”
“I don't care. Rogue,” he says, pausing his track down my body when his face is buried in my tits, “I've missed you.” He places a soft kiss over my heart before using his tongue to lave the swell of each breast. “I've waited for weeks to have you in my bed again, and you deny me your presence?” His hand around my throat remains steadfast, pinning me to the door, but still allowing me to breathe freely. His other hand, however, begins to roam my body.
“You know if I stayed here, you'd be keeping me up at night. I know you needed me, but I also can't neglect my schoolwork.”
“So,” he says as he snakes his hand in the waistband of my leggings and down to cover my pussy, “you avoided me.”
“Yes,” I say with a smirk. “What, are you going to punish me?”
Talon's silver eyes darken, almost like storm clouds rolling in off the coast. His lips pull back, and he snarls, seeing right through my ploy. “You're just saying this to make me angry. Do you want angry-sex? Do you want me to turn you over my knee and smack that luscious ass? Or how about me binding you and edging you? Or are you wanting to choke on my dick?”
Fuck me, all the above? Every single punishment for bratting back to him that he listed sounds like a good time, and I can see the recognition in his eyes as he lists them off. He squints, studying me, and maybe plotting the best way to chastise my avoidance. When he makes his decision, I see his eyes lighten a split second before he moves. He grabs me by my neck, pulling me away from the door far enough for him to slip his body behind me. He continues his hold as he wraps his other arm around my waist, pulling me close enough to him that I can feel the thick line of his cock pressing against my ass.
“Alright, you want to play games?” he asks, walking me down the hall. “Let's play games.” As we enter the bedroom, he leaves me to stand at the foot of the bed. He opens the bench at the end of the bed, and I'm shocked, not realizing it has storage beneath the seat. I attempt to lean over, to peek a look inside, but he was quick to retrieve what he wanted. Slamming the bench shut, he returns to stand behind me.
“Alright, issuing punishments is not my thing, but If I need to, then I will,” he says as he grabs both of my wrists. Gently wrapping something around them, my heart rate quickens with the thoughts of being bound to his mercy. “I'm going to tie your wrists, because you don't deserve to touch me just yet. I'm going to spank you because of your bratty attitude, then you're going to swallow my cock. I haven't felt your mouth in so long, and I'm craving it. Then… Well, we'll see how long it takes you to learn your lesson on avoiding me.” As his words rumble across my back, I can feel my cunt dripping with arousal. My fucking panties are ruined, but he doesn't care. My mate would probably prefer I wasn't wearing panties at the moment.
Once he's secured my wrists, he grabs a hold of my arm and walks me to the bed. Sitting down on the edge, he gestures for me to lean over his lap with a pat on his leg. The motion of his hand draws my eyes to focus, and the long, hard outline of his dick adds proof to the truth he admitted a while ago–that he got off on tying people up. Oh, this is about to be fun.
I lean over, but when I can't lie across his lap, he reaches over me and pulls me down by my shoulder. I let out an “oomph” as I fall, and then I feel his wide palm running over my ample cheeks. Fuck, the warmth, and tender caress of his hand feels good. When he snakes his palm up and under my waistband, and pulls both my leggings and panties down, he sees the evidence of my arousal.
“Oh, are you enjoying this?” He smoothes his hand over my ass, dipping a finger into my core. “Fuck, you're so fucking wet, my love. This is going to be fun drawing this out. But I still have to make an impact on the situation, don't I?” Suddenly, his hand comes down hard on my ass cheek, and the sting makes me gasp. He gently rubs the sting away, making sure to not actually hurt me. “You're going to learn that I can help you.” Another smack, this time on the other cheek. This swat connects to my clit, the zap of pleasure pulling a moan from me. “I will help you study and organize your time,” he says, rubbing the heat from his swat away. “You will not avoid me anymore. Do you understand?” This time, his hand comes down with less force, but he targets my core and I squirm with the tingling sensation of arousal.
“Ah, your pussy and ass are such a pretty shade of pink for me, my love. You like this a little too much, though.” He swats my pussy again, this time he slides a finger inside my core with ease with how slick I am.
“Ohhh,” I moan, because fuck , that feels good. He pumps his finger, adding another, and continuing until my walls begin to flutter.
“Ah-ah,” he says. “You don't get to come just yet. You don't get rewarded for pushing me away.” He removes his fingers, and the empty sensation of my cunt leaves me panting with lust. I turn my head, watching him lick my arousal off of his fingers. A little growl builds in my belly, fueled by my frustration at his attention. He only smirks at me before wrapping an arm around my shoulders and helping me to stand.
When he stands as well, my brows drop in concern. Are we done? Surely not, since his dick is still rock hard. He surprises me by lowering my leggings and panties, helping me to step out of them, and walking me back toward the end of the bed.
“You're going to kneel for me, and suck my cock like you're sorry, aren't you, my love? I want you to make me come and swallow every bit of me. This is because you've denied me access to your body for weeks now, whether by your choice or not. I need to sink deep inside you, to reconnect with you, but I also need you to know that you denied me by avoiding me. You can't avoid me, mate.”
My heart cracks at his confession, and sorrow fills me as I realize what I did. I was selfish, hiding away and not sharing with my mate the burden surrounding me. If I'd told him I was struggling with my workload, he would've made things easier for me. I recognize this now . Knowing I've hurt him, I listen to his request and drop to my knees. Once in position, he reaches down, grabbing the hem of my t-shirt and lifting it over my head. With my arms bound, he drags it to my wrists and then wraps the shirt into a ball, tucking it inside itself. Then he lowers his sweatpants just enough to reach in and grab his dick.
Fucking hells. Every time, I forget how impressive his size is. I know I won't be able to take him all, but I don't care. He stands before me, gripping and drawing his fist to the tip before sinking to the base. The almost-feral look in his granite eyes tells me how much he desires me. I'll do whatever I can, knowing I separated us for far too long.
He surprises me, though. Instead of sticking his cock into my mouth, he reaches down, grabbing my chin and gently tilting it up. “Open your mouth, my love.” Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a vial of a pretty blue liquid. “You're going to drink this. It's a numbing potion to allow you to take all of me in your mouth. You will still be able to talk and swallow, but it will numb the stretch of your jaw and any gag reflex you might have.”
“How convenient you have this,” I say, smiling wide before opening my mouth.
“Once I knew I was mated to my love, I researched and invested in several things. I don't want to hurt you, ever.” He pops the cork on the vial, slowly tipping the liquid into my mouth. The sweet, slightly tangy flavor goes down easily, and I immediately feel the cool, tingly effect. I swallow, then open my mouth once more.
“Ah, that's my good girl. Opening up your mouth for me. Take this cock and swallow it all.” He grips himself, placing his dick on my waiting tongue, and brings his hand up, cupping the back of my head. As he weaves his fingers through, he pulls me close, and I use my tongue to swirl a trail down the underside of his length. When the tip reaches the back of my mouth, he pulls again, gently trying to sink into the confines of my throat. I make the effort to think about swallowing the girth, and after a deep breath and a second try, I manage to take more of him.
“Fuck,” he groans, tossing his head back in bliss. “Your throat is so tight.” I keep going, taking him all the way in until I can't see him anymore and my nose presses against his pubic bone. “Gods damned, my love, you–you are– fuck…” He withdraws, only to press forward again. This time, his cock slides easily into my throat. He releases my hair from one hand, lowering it to wrap gently around my neck and feel where he is stretching me. “Fuck, yeah, this won't take long. I'm going to fuck your mouth now, my love. I love you so much, and your consent for this means so much. You are a gift from the stars,” he mutters, before he starts to thrust slowly in and out of my mouth. My eyes water at the intrusion, but it doesn't hurt. In fact, the taste of him mixing with the remnants of the potion appears to work me up, and I wiggle in an attempt to find relief.
“Fuck, you like this. Do you like me using you for my pleasure? Should I use your body for what I want? Gods, you're the best little slut. I can't believe I got so lucky.” His dirty words do nothing to quench the thirst for need, and I enthusiastically begin to bob my head faster than he can tug me. “Damn it, you're going to make me come, my love. Are you going to swallow everything I give you?”
As I pull back, I take a deep breath and continue to bob my head. I want to drive him over the edge and give him the release from me he's been holding onto. When I can feel his cock harden even more on my tongue, I know he's so close. His hands clench tightly, both the fingers in my hair and around my throat. It's then he thrusts his hips furiously, chasing his climax. With a groan, his flavor explodes in my mouth, and as he pumps his hips once more, his release spills from my lips before he buries himself in my throat.
Within a few seconds, he loosens his grip and pulls back, allowing me to breathe deeply. He looks down at me, biting his lip as he uses his thumb to swipe across mine. “Open up, my love,” he says, and when I do, he pushes his wet thumb inside my mouth. I immediately close my swollen lips around him and suck the remaining cum from the digit and swallow it down. His mouth hangs open wide with a lustful gaze as he watches me lick his thumb.
Bending down, he uses both arms to wrap around my waist and help me up, before he spins me and urges me to climb over the bench and onto the bed. “Be a good girl and bend over. Stick your ass up in the air for me and rest your face on the mattress.” I do as he asks, and he nudges my knees wider. “That's what I like to see. Your pussy is fucking dripping for me,” he says, swiping a finger up my thigh. “Mmmm, your need tastes so sweet, my love.” I bite my bottom lip, listening to him delight in the way he's driving me wild with desire.
I can only see one side of the bed, but I can hear a lot behind me. Fabric shuffling, the bench opening. Talon is gathering something else out of the bench, and my curiosity is making me wild. I wiggle my ass, my hips beginning to ache from holding the position. “Stay still; I won't be long. Then you get to see what I felt like watching you sleep in my bed, and I couldn't wake you to make love to you. And then I knew you were awake, but you refused to see me. Please don't keep me away anymore.”
The bed shifts as he climbs up behind me. A click of a cap sounds through the room before something cold dribbles onto the warm crease of my cheeks. “Oomph,” I grunt, not expecting the sensation. Then something else, also cold but rigid, swipes up my center, catching the dripping liquid. He uses the object to swirl around my rear entrance, teasing the opening with the potential play.
Talon works the lubricant into my tight ring slowly, pressing gently to stretch me. His fingers slide through my folds, teasing my pussy and then sinking inside and curling to hit that sensitive spot deep inside me. As he thrums his fingers against my walls, he gently continues to insert what I assume is a plug into my ass. The cold liquid and the metal have both warmed up, allowing me to relax my muscles. Until Talon decides to surprise me, that is.
With the click of a button, he activates a vibration on the plug, nearly jolting me off the bed. He uses his other hand, the one with two fingers still hooked inside me, to hold me in place. I moan as my muscles tighten up with the shock, but soon, with massage from both his fingers and the plug, I relax into the play once more.
The vibrations halt as he removes his fingers from my cunt, and I can assume he brought them to his mouth, because the sounds he makes are sinful and delicious. When the sounds stop, a click and dribble of the cold liquid happens again before he uses the plug to spread it around again. Then his fingers spear my core again, and he gently pumps them in and out while adding the curling with his tips to hit the spot he knows will work me up.
Vibrations start once more, and the pressure to insert the plug gets a little harder. There is a bite of pain, but I welcome it, knowing I want to take my mate there one day. Maybe even Kane, if he ever decides to join us. Fuck, the thought of taking them both at once sends a wave of arousal through my body. “Fuck, what was that? You like the idea of this plug in your ass?” he asks, pumping the plug and stretching me even further. How fucking big is this thing? “Mm-hmm,” I mumble, my mouth still covered. My body heat rises with the attention; my syren is itching to sing from the sensations he's dragging through me. Then the vibrations suddenly stop, right as I'm about to fall over that edge of pleasure, his fingers withdrawing to the opening of my cunt.
The fucking tease. He knows what I like, and he’s not even touching my clit, purposefully avoiding it while barely using his fingers inside me. My clit aches, and he's doing everything he can to drive me wild. I shift again, but a hand just comes up and grips my ass cheek, holding me still.
When his fingers sink back into my core again, he pumps his hand, determined to build my orgasm once more. I begin to worry if I can take much more. The vibrations resume, and the plug finally stretches me wide enough to allow entry into my ass. I groan, his hand continuing to pump fingers into my pussy, but now that the plug is firmly planted inside me, the other starts to caress my ass again.
“That's it, my love. You're doing so well for me. I love seeing you writhe in pleasure, and you're almost done.” His words of praise cause my pussy to clench once more, and a surge of arousal gushes from around his fingers. He withdraws his fingers and his hand cracks down on my ass cheek, causing a pain so good to ricochet through me. His other hand thrusts back into my core again, pumping slowly and distracting from the pain. The spanking hand presses gently on the impact, before rubbing the sting away into a soft heat. It slowly warms my whole body even more, and I feel like I'm becoming a pool of lava, begging to be cooled and broken with an orgasm.
It happens again; after a few moments, he leaves my core empty as he spanks my other cheek. The hand applies pressure, and the fingers return to my slit, and he works the pain into a building fire within me. Twice more this happens, alternating cheeks with each swat, and soon my ass feels hot against the cool air of the room. When his fingers withdraw from my core a fifth time, I expect a hard smack to my ass again, but he surprises me by spanking my pussy. I groan with the impact, thudding into my core. It's the most attention my clit has received. His fingers spear me again, but this time, only just at the entrance. He scissors his fingertips gently, and the other hand begins to tap on the plug. The waves of vibration wash over me, and I begin to shake through my whole body. The need to come is slowly overwhelming me, and I whine through the mattress.
“Alright, my love. Are you ready to come?” he asks, removing his fingers. “Fuck, I can never get over how sweet you taste.” The click of the cap of lube sounds again, but this time, I don't feel the cold dribble. “I know you are plenty wet for me, but I also know how swollen you are inside. I'm adding this so when I fuck you, you aren't in pain later.” Then the head of his dick is there, sliding deliciously inside with a firm thrust of his hips. “Yes,” he groans. “Fuck, you are an addiction I'm glad I never have to give up.”
He grabs my hips, holding me still as he begins to pump his dick inside me. Slowly, he sinks in, and my body knows his so much that it opens, allowing him to bottom out. When he's worked his cock all the way inside me, he holds still, pausing with the feeling of my pussy gripping his cock. “You are mine,” he says. “I love you and can't wait to spend the rest of my life claiming you as my mate.” Tears well in my eyes at his proclamation, and I know he will always be there to meet me at the edge of our shared bliss.
He begins to thrust again, but he does so slowly, savoring the way my body was made for him. His cock hits spots inside me that I didn't know I have, and he stays persistent with holding me off from coming too fast. When he gets close, I can tell. His cock gets harder, and his thrusts increase in speed. Fuck, if he doesn't let me come after this, I'll be so mad.
He grunts, and I know he's holding himself back. The vibrating plug begins to pump inside me, and I can feel when his fingers grip the base. The thrusting and pulling feeling from both entrances pushes me into ecstasy, and I scream out as my song blasts from my body in a wave of pleasure. I must black out for a second, but when I come to, I can hear splashing, and then Talon comes deep inside me, falling over my ass but bracing himself so he doesn't crush me. When he can push himself up, he unbinds my wrists before he massages my arms and shoulders. Only then does he pull back, allowing his dick to slip from my cunt. I already throb from the overuse, but it feels like a good ache, like right after a strenuous workout.
With my hands free, I can now roll to my side. Talon doesn't like that, and rolls me over even more, before spreading my legs to kneel between them. When I try to object that I can't anymore, he stops me with a look. Leaning over me, he braces on an elbow near my head, but uses his other hand to skim down my body. When he reaches the apex of my thighs, he dips his fingers into my folds, collecting his cum that has begun to drip out, and pushes it back inside me. Looking deep into my eyes, he says, “We may not be ready for babies, but I think daily about you being the mother of my children. I can't wait for the day I can see evidence of you carrying my baby. Until then, I will forever mark your pussy as mine.”
A shiver runs down my spine as he says those words. As he rolls onto the bed beside me, I turn into him, allowing him to wrap his arm around me as I drift off to sleep.