38. Chapter 38
Theapartmentsmellsof sex and her. Bane texted me ten minutes ago to tell me she had returned. I think I ran every red light to get here. Inhaling her scent, I glance around the living room expecting to find her but I only spot Bane sprawled across the couch, his head laid against the back of it and his feet crossed at the ankles on top of the coffee table. I clear my throat and he tilts his head in my direction.
”She”s here?” I question.
”Yes.” Bane pauses. ”With Diego.” He gestures down the hallway, where the smell of sex is the strongest.
”And I take it you completed the bond?” He nods in response and my teeth grind together at the thought of not being the first to complete the bond with our sweet Demetria.
”I did. Diego too.” A smile plays on Bane”s lips. ”She claimed us both.”
I have no idea if she will let me bond with her. Why would she when she has Bane and Diego already? I let her down the most; I pushed her away when I should have loved her like the others did. I wouldn”t blame her if she rejected me now.
Storming down the hall, I head straight for Diego”s room. I burst through the door and he jumps off the bed, glaring at me. He steps in front of the bathroom door where I can hear the shower running. Dried blood coats the inner wrist of his left arm and my gaze hones in on it, a growl rushing from between my gritted teeth.
”Get out and take Bane with you.” I take a step closer to him.
Diego smirks at me and grabs his clothes off the floor, pulling them on. He swaggers towards me with a smirk on his face. Stopping just in front of me, he squares up to me.
”You better not hurt her brother, or you”ll have me and Bane to deal with.” Shoulder checking me as he walks out of the room, I listen as his footsteps grow quieter before I hear murmured voices and the apartment door opening and closing.
I strip off my clothes as I move toward the bathroom. I open the door and walk inside. The room is full of steam, but I can see Demetria through it. Her pale back faces me as she runs shampoo through her dark hair. I watch as the muscles in her back flex as she moves, and I bite my lower lip. My feet carry me closer to the shower until I step in behind her. Her movements falter for a brief second.
”Jax.” She whispers my name but still doesn”t turn to me.
When I”m directly behind her, I reach out my hands and run them down her waist to her hips. Demetria continues to run the soap across her skin. My fingers trace around her sides and up to her breasts and she sighs at my touch. Gathering the soap up, I move my hands over her body, washing every inch of her I can reach.
Demetria turns with closed eyes and steps back under the spray, leaning her head under the shower head and letting the water rinse the lather from her hair. Opening her eyes, she lowers her head so she can look at me. A small smile creases the corner ofhermouth and she licks her lips.
”It”s about time you got here, Captain Asshole.” She chuckles, and I cringe at the use of the nickname she”s given me. ”I was beginning to think you didn”t want me.”
”I”ve always wanted you, Demetria. I just didn”t want to admit it.” She reaches her hands up and rests them on my shoulders.
”Then you better prove it.” There”s a glint in her eyes as she stares at me, challenging me.
Grabbing behind her legs, I lift her straight off the floor and slam her into the tiled wall. She”s so wet already that she slides straight onto my cock as I lower her. We both groan and I kiss her, her fingers tangling with my hair. She thrusts her tongue inside my mouth and takes control of the kiss. My hips flex as I pump inside her, her body bouncing up and down from the sheer force of my thrusts.
My pace is brutal and Demetria thrashes against me as I conquer her body, pushing not only mine, but also her body to the limit. Her fingers claw at my skin, leaving crescent moon dents all over but my tongue continues to plunder her mouth. The bond pushes me to complete it, and as much as I wanted to take her in the comfort of my bed, I can”t stop myself.
Demetria”s walls clench at my cock, squeezing me tight, and the sensation sends electrical shocks through my entire system. Pumping wildly inside her, her moans fill the room. I grab her hands and push her wrists against the wall, holding them with one hand as the other drifts between us, flicking at her clit.
My mouth trails down her neck to the swell of her breast and I sink my fangs into her. Her blood explodes across my tongue and her pussy tightens its hold on me. When I pull my mouth away, I lick my way down to her nipple, dragging her blood in a trail as I go. I scrape my fangs over the sensitive bud.
”Fuck...” Demetria rasps out above me, her hands pulling at my grip on her wrists, but I don”t let go. ”Jax... please.”
”Please what, Demetria?” I rasp as I lick at the blood now coating her breast.
”Make me yours...”
The claws on my free hand extend and I dash them across my neck. My blood spills from the wound. Demetria”s gasp has my eyes moving to her face and she”s staring at my blood as it falls down my neck and chest and her walls contract again as the motion of my hips never slowed.
My fangs extend fully as my gaze shifts to the column of her neck. I can practically see her pulse thrashing just below the surface. On pure instinct, I move closer to her, but before I can even sink them into her pale skin, she lunges forward. Her mouth latches onto the cuts on my neck and I follow suit.
Demetria”s taste of honeysuckle floods my mouth and I take a long drag at her nectar. With my eyes closed my hips stutter as she sucks at my neck. My thrusts increase, and her body writhes against mine. Letting go of her wrists, I grab her hips, using them to lift and drop her onto my length as I pump inside her. Demetria”s orgasm hits just seconds before my balls draw up, my cock pumping my seed deep inside her. Her body milks me for all I”m worth.
The bond snapping between us drives me to my knees and I do my best to protect Demetria as I fall. Her hands latch onto my shoulders and she continues to ride my cock, edging out her orgasm and taking the last of her own pleasure. Fireworks burst behind my closed lids and her emotions overwhelm me. Demetria is content now all three bonds are complete. I can even feel the tethers that splinter from her to Diego and Bane too.
Lowering myself to the ground, I lie on my back. Demetria lies against the front of me, my cock still deep inside her. Signs of our coupling leak from between her thighs as she nuzzles against my neck. I brush her hair from her face and look up at her. My mate, my love, she is the most precious thing to me now and I”ll do anything to protect her.
Demetria”s hands push into my chest, the movement sends twitches through my length and I harden within her.
”Round two, already?” Her hair forms a curtain on her face as she looks down at me and I chuckle.
”If that”s what my mate wants, I won”t tell her no.” I smile up at her and she raises a few inches off me before she pushes back down my length. A moan escapes between her lips before she bites down on it. ”God, you”re beautiful.”
Demetria sets a steady pace, her hands on my chest as she takes me within her. My hands lay on the floor of the shower as she has her way with me. Her breasts sway with each thrust, the blood lingering on her chest as the shower pours down over the two of us. She reaches her hands into her hair, pushing the strands away from her face as her back arches.
The tiled floor bites into my back, but I can”t even think to care. Her supple body has my full attention, and I can no longer stop my urge to touch her. I wrap my hands around her hips and help guide her movements as she loses herself to the passion. My hips rise each time she drops down onto me and every time I reach the hilt, her walls clench as she moans.
Demetria”s movements start to falter and I have to take over. I thrust up into her, my hands still on her hips.
”I need you to come for me, Demetria.” I rasp between groans.
One of her hands drifts down her chest and abdomen until her fingers rest over her clit. My gaze drifts to where she touches herself as she circles the nub, speeding up her touch until she explodes over my cock. I hammer inside her, chasing my own release, and when it hits, I can feel it in every fiber of my being.
Demetria collapses on my chest as my cock still twitches inside her. One hand lies over my heart, her fingers ghosting over my skin. I gather her in my arms and stand, dipping us both under the still running water. I carefully place her down on the small bench at the back of the shower and reach for a cloth. Wetting it, I drop to my knees gently slide it over her mound, cleaning up any evidence of our lovemaking.
Once she”s clean, I step back under the shower and soap up my own skin. When I”m done, I turn off the water and glance at Demetria. She looks ready to fall asleep where she”s sitting. I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist before I grab Diego”s robe from the back of the door. I help her stand and wrap it around her wet body, tying it at the front.
Lifting her again, her head falls against my chest and I exit the bathroom. Diego is standing just inside the doorway, a smirk on his face as he looks from me to Demetria and back again.
“Why not just fuck her in my bathroom? Way to woo our mate.” He shakes his head at me, but I can hear the laughter in his tone.
”Shut up, asshole.” I stride past him and out into the hallway.
”Hey, don”t let Demi hear you calling me that.” He calls after me. ”You”re the designated Captain Asshole in this family.” His laughter follows me as I kick open the door to Demetria”s room.
Lying her down on one side of the bed, I slip in beside her and put the sheet over us both, the towel still around my hips. I shift the sheets so they cover us both, her head against my chest, and my arms wrapped around her.
”I love you, Jackson.” She murmurs against my chest.
”And I you, angel.”