Plus, bouncing on his cock while in this type of squat would leave my thighs burning if it went on for too long.
“Are you gonna knot me, alpha? Gonna make me feel it?”
“Viktor!”
“I like the way my name sounds on your lips,” I tell him, moving up and down, riding his cock, moaning at the way I feel stretched open for him. I’m so wet I know I’m making a mess all over his lap but I don’t care, that somehow only adds to how turned on I am.
“I’ll say your name as much as you want. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Yes,” I breathe out, goosebumps rising across my skin. “Because you’remine.”
Duncan’s mouth latches onto the back of my shoulder. He whimpers and nods his head. “Yours. All yours.”
“Bite me,” I demand and a moment later, he does.
Duncan bites me, breaking skin. It hurts but holy shit it also feels so fucking good. His knot catches on my rim and the next moment, it’s flaring fully, locking in place inside of my ass. It hurts so good. I can feel him coming inside of me, marking my insides the same way he’s marked my shoulder.
The hand resting against the back of Duncan’s neck starts to burn, searing my hand and in extension, searing his skin. I’m marking him with my magic. In the same way he’s made me his, I’m making him mine.
I feel our mating bond snap together.
My eyes roll back in my head, overwhelmed with all of these sensations hitting me all at once. I can feel Duncan’s hand on my cock, working me through my orgasm. Something smells like it’s on fire. Duncan is murmuring against my skin.
None of that matters because right now I’m just soaking in the pleasure of being knotted by my alpha, of letting go and allowing myself to ride wave after wave of orgasm.
“Viktor?”
“Hmm?”
“Open your eyes? I need you to put the fire out.”
My eyes snap open and I see what Duncan is talking about. Across from us, on my dresser, is a bright purple fire. Thankfully, it’s not actually real. Well it is, but it’s not actually burning anything, contained in a little bubble. I wave my hand towards it, extinguishing it.
Duncan carefully moves us so that we’re on our sides with him spooned up behind me. His knot is still full, still locking us together. It feels intimate, to be together, to be held like this.
“Thank you for taking care of me,” I say softly, running my fingers over the arms holding me.
“Of course, Viktor. I didn’t just say all that stuff in the heat of the moment. I meant every word. You’re mine and I am yours.”
I smile, feeling full both physically and emotionally, as I fall asleep.
Chapter Eleven
Duncan
I take the tea bags out of the tea, tossing them into the trash. With a warm mug in each hand, I walk to the bedroom.
Viktor is still in bed, his face all smooshed against the pillow. It looks like he was reaching for me in his sleep and couldn’t find my chest so he decided to cuddle the pillow instead. He’s so fucking pretty.
All of this feels so unreal still. How could the last couple days be my new reality?
I set the mugs down on the bedside table. My hand reaches for my neck, touching the mark that Viktor had left behind. It’s not the same as the bite I left on his shoulder, but it’s a mark nonetheless. He was able to brand me using his magic.
I’m claimed. I’m mated. I’mhis.
It all feels so overwhelming but at the same time, it all feels right. I was meant to go to that ball. I was meant to meet Viktor.
There’s still so much to figure out. All of the unknowns make me want to run to the bathroom and throw up, but I’m doing my best to hold it together. We’ll talk everything out once Viktor’s heat has passed.
