Chapter 15
Volik
My mate’s whisper surrounds me, mixing with the sweet floral scent of three-hundred-year-old orchids.
And it’s perfect.
My Nix.
My goddess of the night.
She is perfect.
“Nix.” I taste the letters.
She sighs.
Then I press my mouth to hers.
Fate erupts around us.
Stone cracks beneath my feet.
Sparks of energy bounce off the walls.
My gravito surges as we connect.
Hands move against me.
Feel my shoulders.
Touch my neck.
Then her lips part. And I tilt my head, licking into her open mouth.
My tongue meets hers, and a sense of belonging explodes through me.
Home.
Nix is my home.
Joy and happiness and peace all battle for dominance inside me.
After all these years.
All these centuries.
I have found her.
I have found My Only.
My forever.
Her tongue slides against mine. And then against my fang.
She groans.
Nix, my mate, groans.
Her legs flex against my sides. Her hips tilt. And the floral scent around us increases. The undertones deepen.
I shift my hold on her, tightening my arm around her back and sliding my palm from her ass to her center.
Her skirt is soft, loose, and with her legs spread around my body, I can hold her there. Between her thighs. Cupping her heat.
Our mouths are frantic.
She licks my tongue.
Our lips press together harder.
I curl my fingers, putting pressure on her core. And through her skirt and her panties… I can feel her throbbing.
I moan into her mouth as the orchid scent intensifies even further, laced with a hint of something sweet.
For the rest of our lives, the scent of her arousal will be my most favorite thing in the world.
She keeps kissing me. Keeps squeezing me with her thighs.
I glide my hand all over her back.
She slides one of her hands up my cheek, into my hair.
I deepen the kiss and use my grip on her to rock her core against me.
She is so much smaller than me, even before I grew in size, so kissing her like this means her pussy is against my stomach. Too high to press against my cock.
But even without her touching me there, I can feel how hard I am.
Flexing my hips, the pressure of my too-tight boxer briefs is enough to make my dick pulse.
I have not used my hands to feel it yet, but I’m bigger there too.
I flex my hips again.
Filling Nix is going to be… snug.
Paradise.
Nix wraps her fingers around the base of my horns, and I stagger forward a step.
The floor tile cracks again.
The ridges…
My cock throbs as Nix drags her hand up my horn.
Each individual bump of her palm feels like a stroke on my cock.
My horns have never felt like this.
Touching them has never felt like this.
I need to be inside her.
“Volik.” Nix whimpers as she rolls her hips again. Petals fill the air around us.
She feels it too.
She needs me too.
“I know.” I pull back enough so she can see me, believe me. “I am here.”
“I don’t…” Her eyes are wide as she looks into mine. “I don’t understand.”
“I know.” I say it again and press my lips to hers.
I had hoped.
I had always hoped I would find my mate.
But Nix, the goddess in my arms, she had no idea.
She is human.
She did not know to dream of this.
“I am here,” I reassure her.
She might not understand what’s happening between us, but she feels that it’s right.
We both felt our hearts stop. We both feel them beating now.
Together.
She slides her other hand up into my hair. Then she grips the second horn. Tight.
My eyes roll back as my head lifts. Pulling against her hold. Increasing the pressure.
That sound rumbles in my chest again.
I think I’m purring.
Nix uses her grip on my horns to drag herself higher.
My cock pulses. Threads in my boxer briefs start to snap.
I flex my fingers against her core.
Lift her higher.
Bring her mouth to mine.
She licks the tip of my fang.
My cock leaks.
My purr gets louder.
Then the scent of ripe cherries crashes down around me.
Nix gasps, and my eyes snap open.
I look at her, trying to find—
She opens her mouth. And sticks her tongue out.
The tile under my feet crumbles to gravel as my power pulses.
Blood is pooling on her tongue. She must have cut herself on my fang.
I lick my lips as I look at my mate’s blood.
Blood that she’s offering to me.
My power pulses again, and glass shatters somewhere. But I am focused on Nix.
On her tongue.
On the bright red elixir.
I do not want to scare her.
I am trying to control my movements.
But then she tugs on my horns, pulling me in and sticking her tongue out farther.
Another pulse of power surges from me. My gravito lashes out and pulls her to me, slamming the distance between us shut.
My lips close around her tongue, and it’s like someone poured cherry juice into my mouth.
Our groans reverberate off the walls.
She squirms, wiggling herself against my hand.
And when I swallow… when her sangue hits my system… it’s like swallowing electricity.
I have heard stories. Heard tales about mates. How their blood is different.
But I did not understand.
Not completely.
My Nix… She smells like forever. And she tastes like right now.
I cannot wait any longer.
With my mate clinging to me, I stride forward.
Following her scent that now lives inside my soul, I walk to an open classroom door.
I shift my hand on her back so it’s in the center of her spine, then I duck, tipping her backward, our mouths never parting, as I step into the room that smells like her.
This moment, the one we’re about to have, is not how I imagined it.
It’s not romantic.
Not secure.
But I cannot wait.
I will keep her safe.
I will protect her, always.
But right now, I need to be inside her.
I need to claim her.