Chapter 15 #2
“I want you as my mate,” he confidently tells me, brushing my hair off my shoulders, away from my neck.
Not a single part of me is saying no. I don’t even know what to say other than yes.
Other than to ask him to touch me. Other than I want to know what it’s like to be his mate.
To be his permanently. Because I have always been.
His hand curves around my jaw, pulling me to him in a passionate kiss.
He devours me with the kiss, pulling and tugging me closer, groaning at the taste of me, I think.
Gods, he tastes perfect. He tastes like he’s mine.
He pulls our bodies flush together so I can feel the hardness of him pressing against my thigh.
I can feel all of him. I know he can feel me too.
He works slowly at my clothes, his lips never leaving mine as he undresses me bit by bit.
He only pauses to pull my top over my head before his lips are back on mine, like he desperately needs to be touching me at all times. I need the same from him.
My hands fiddle with the bottom of his shirt, pushing up, and he stops, leaning back and pulling the shirt over his head.
My eyes drift over his hard chest, his wide shoulders, thick arms. I blush when I meet his eyes and find him looking at me.
“It’s going to be over if you keep looking at me like that. ”
I smile wickedly. “Kiss me, Black, and don’t stop.
” He growls before he kisses me again. All chance of control is gone now, because this is claiming.
This is us. He lays me back down on the cloak, reaching for the waistband of my leggings and underwear and pulling them down together, kicking my boots off next.
When I’m completely bare in front of him, my cheeks blush red as he looks down at all of me.
Black could have anyone if it wasn’t for his curse, and a selfish part of me is glad there is only me.
But with us, he’s so much more than that.
This is more than sex; it is us. There won’t be any barriers between us again after this, and goddess, Black is my world.
“I can touch you,” he murmurs, stealing my thoughts from me.
His warm hands run up my thighs to where I’m needy, my core begging for him when I’m so sensitive I can barely think straight.
His hands run past where I want them most and up to my breasts, cupping them and tracing his fingers over my nipples.
My back arches, pleasure peeking through me, and I can’t breathe as he leans down, licking his tongue over one of my nipples and then the next before lowering his mouth to the middle of my chest, past my stomach and lower.
He finally gets to the apex of my thighs.
My head bounces back off the ground as he drags his tongue straight through my pussy into me, and then back up to my clit.
My moans echo off the walls, and I’m so embarrassingly close.
I don’t think I can hold it in. “Fuck, you taste like you’re mine.
I’ve never tasted anything this good. I’m going to eat this sweet, tight pussy all fucking night.
You are mine.” His dirty words are firm, possessive, and I’m too turned on to be embarrassed. “Mine.”
Black, sweet Black, has a very dirty mouth, and I love it.
Black that has never put any barriers between us.
He’s been there for me through everything.
Black, the dragon I’m so madly in love with.
He makes me come without begging, his fingers sliding into me at the moment I come so he can feel me.
I moan as I tighten around his two fingers, my cries echoing off the walls, and the butterflies flutter around in the air.
But Black doesn’t stop, continuing to lick me, torture me, and I realize that he’s definitely not going to make me come just once.
When he gets me close to the edge of my third orgasm, he kneels back, undoing his pants and pushing them down.
His boxers stay on as he looks at me, and I try not to focus on the very big outline of his cock.
“Just so you know, I took contraceptive potion weeks ago, just in case. I’m not going to deny that the idea of you carrying my baby doesn’t turn me on, because it does, but not when we are at war.
Not yet, when I’ve barely had time with you. ”
“I’ve had a potion, too,” I admit, biting my bottom lip. “But I love that you prepared for this.”
“Are you sure you want this?” he asks, touching my knee.
“Once we do this, I won’t just be able to be inside you without claiming you as my mate.
There’ll be nothing between us. No one will ever get between us again.
If you don’t want that, I’ll eat your sweet pussy all night instead of fucking you. ”
I look at him with heated cheeks. He is dead serious. “I love you. I would never want to stop, Black, and I want you as my mate. I’m yours.”
His eyes soften for a second before desire burns in them, and he pushes his boxers down and pulls out his cock. Big… very big, and I know it’s probably going to hurt, but I will learn. I’m a damn excellent student after all.
He pushes everything off his legs before climbing over me, pressing his forehead against mine.
He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, forcing my nipples to press against his hard chest as he hovers his lips over mine.
I wrap my legs around his waist just as the tip of him presses into my entrance.
His eyes roll into the back of his head as just the tip of his huge cock slips into me.
He feels so good. “Black,” I moan, begging for more.
He growls before he slams into me in one long thrust. Pain and pleasure mix as he stretches me, and I’m so full.
He fills me so perfectly. I gasp as his tongue invades my mouth, as he completely and utterly controls me, as he pounds away inside me.
Sex has never been like this. He is ruining me for anyone else.
My orgasm, another one, is right there, and I can’t hold it back anymore.
As he pounds harder and harder, I can’t control it as I come with his tongue in my mouth.
He groans, pulling me on top of him. As I come around his cock, I roll my hips.
His head rolls back as he moves my hips with him, showing me exactly what he wants.
His muscles tense, and he watches me with wonder as I slide up and down his cock.
I wonder how long he can last when this is his first time.
The answer is almost instantaneous. “I need to fill you with me; I want to see you dripping. Keep fucking me with that tight pussy, Juniper.”
I moan, riding him harder, and I feel him slowly but surely lose it.
His eyes darken, and the growl that echoes from his throat is hardly human.
It’s all dragon. His cock feels hotter inside me and bigger.
He growls, pulling out of me, only to push me onto all fours, pulling my ass in the air before sliding back into me again.
The position, the angle of him, it’s all too much.
He feels amazing as he slams into me, his hands gripping onto my hips so tightly.
He leans his body over me and, before I’m even aware, his teeth sink into my shoulder, and pleasure swallows me as orgasm after orgasm hits me one after the other.
I feel him fill me with his come, so much of it that I can’t breathe.
His shout of pleasure echoes around mine as I continue coming again and again until it finally stops and I collapse in a puddle onto the moss.
Black pulls out of me, picking me up onto his lap and curling around me on the floor, faces pressed together.
He reaches between us, covering my pussy and pushing his seed back inside me.
“That was so, that was mind-blowing. This multiple orgasm thing, I think that’s what I should call it, because that was…I’ve never…” I mutter, unable to even think straight.
Black kisses me, and I stop. “It’s something mates can do to each other.” I rest my head on his chest, and I nearly jump. “The mating bond completed.”
“You just said that in my head.” I look up.
“I did. For now, only just after sex will we be able to hear each other like this. But our bond will grow, and we’ll be able to speak mind to mind all of the time,” he explains in my mind.
“Mating is always different for everyone. Some mates hear each other’s thoughts, others can speak to each other like us, others can feel each other’s emotions, and there are many more gifts.
I love that I can speak to you like this. ” It’s strange to hear him in my head.
I smile and try speaking back. “I can tell you I’m looking at your ass in class soon, then?” He laughs and I lower my eyes, pausing when I see something new. There’s a mark right in the center of his chest.
“What is that?” I ask, pointing at the mark on his chest.
He looks down, a proud glow on his face.
It’s some kind of rune that almost looks like a U shape.
A dragon’s swirled around the bottom of the U and looks like it’s biting the tip of it.
He looks over me, his hands running across my hip.
“You have one too. It’s a mating bond. Permanent mark.
Mated pairs have them.” I look down and, sure enough, on my hipbone, is the same mark.
“I love you, Black,” I murmur.
He rolls on top of me, and I can feel him harden already. So definitely not done for tonight. “I love you too. Now let me taste what a mess I’ve made of you.”
We spend hours in that cave, and I don’t know how many times he’s inside me.
I lose track, and we only have to leave when I know it’s not going to be long before the academy day starts.
Black insists on flying me back to the academy, and he reluctantly leaves me outside the room before I go back in.
All the joy, the elation, the happiness that I found from mating with Black fades away as I see a wedding dress hanging by the window, the morning light streaming through it.
It’s white, glittery, obnoxious and horrid, and there’s a note pinned right to the middle. I recognize Lock’s handwriting.
“My love. We’ve decided to speed up the wedding plans. I can’t wait to be married to you, and you’ll be mine forever.”
I crumble the note in my hands, letting it drop to the floor.
Over my dead body.