“I don’t deserve to power up after this. I want to forget how badly I failed.”
“You didn't fail. You survived. But it will be my pleasure to punish you. You powering up I can’t help. I’m just a part of you now. And you’ll have to take it like a bad girl.”
He made it sound so dirty. The exact thing I needed as he trailed his hands over me.
“Heal yourself, witch. I want the only marks on your body to be mine.”
What was the man doing to me that I instantly complied? The sigil ripped through me so fast I would have staggered if Noth wasn’t wrapped around me like some sort of demented eel. He gripped my jaw with his hand and I wanted to fight it because no one took control of my head. But instead, he massaged my jaw and my biteeased enough that my teeth ached. How did he know I never got rid of the bad habit of constantly clenching my teeth?
He forced power through the thing I now recognized as the mate bond. I wish I could say it was unpleasant, but it felt like all of our stars aligned.
“I'm sorry, beautiful girl. I need to personally inspect every inch of your skin.”
He drew me to the ground and his shadows ripped off both of our clothes in an instant. His hot breath poured over my newly healed flesh. All the fine hairs on my body stood at attention as his hands ghosted over me, searching for injury.
I gripped his cock in my fist, squeezing, proving I was fine. “You came for me.”
“Always. You shouldn’t have been a second in his company.” His kisses grew feverish.
“Then make it up to me.” My chest cracked open with a faintly remembered emotion.
“My, my. We are a greedy little slut. My greedy slut.”
Men had used that word for me often enough that it should have felt like an insult, but on Noth’s tongue I felt like his Queen. I opened a little more, chest heaving with more than pleasure. He gripped my clit, pinching it until I was writhing beneath him, wetting his hand so he could stuff three fingers inside me without warning.
“That's not what I want.” I tore at his hair and he pinned me with mine, fingers working insideme.
What I wanted weighed so heavily, it was about to drown me.
“I don't have what you want, Pumpkin. I have what you need.”
He did. I gulped a deep breath as a wave of heat washed over me at the sound of his nickname. And all the pieces clicked together for a spiking orgasm that he pumped his fingers through. He made wringing the stars from my eyes look so easy, but I saw the truth of him now. I shouldn’t have been surprised.
Used to recovering through muscle stress, I folded in half to put my thighs on his shoulders and twisted to put him in the dirt.
I was close enough to his tantalizing tongue to be tempted, but I kept my eye on the prize. That dick was going to rearrange my lungs if I had anything to say about it. That pierced masterpiece was overdue in my pussy. Once I had it inside me, perhaps the words building on my tongue would be knocked loose.
Noth didn't make it easy. As I shimmied down, vines wrapped around my wrists, stopping my progress. Noth curled in a flex of abs so powerful, it made me dizzy until his lips met mine. His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, probing gently until he shoved it all the way inside. Almost choking me with it. I widened my stance so I could rub my aching clit against his pubic bone. He licked every inch of my mouth, those piercings clinking against my teeth.
I yanked hard at the vines, whimpering when they didn’t give. He retracted his tongue and licked it down my neck.
“Poor Pumpkin. Let me help you onto this slut slayer,” he said.
His chest brushed my taut nipples as he locked his core and freed his hands.
“Noth?” I gripped the forearm reaching for me, feeling it flex beneath me.
“Feel free to take my name in vain.”
Gripping my throat, he relaxed the vines enough to lift me by my neck and align us, sinking me down onto his cock, inch by pierced inch.
“You bastard,” I said.
His dark chuckle sent chills all over my skin as he bottomed out inside my pussy.
I traced the sigil for “clean up” on the vines and they disintegrated between us so I could set my hands on his shoulders as he cupped his under my ass. It was a terribly intimate position. One that had my face in his hair and my hands stroking down his back. This time my pets produced a rumble and a shimmy that had all his piercings rubbing my inner walls.
I never wanted this to end. Being wrapped up in him was starting to feel like home. The rumbling continued. Was Noth… purring? Or maybe it was his Nightmare, because his hands on my ass were distinctly bigger, squirmier, starting to caress my clit between us before heheaved me up and slammed me down on his cock. The sound that came out of me was undignified at best, embarrassing at worst.
