“Sure thing! A venti black. Any pastries to go with that?” she inquired, her cheerfulness unyielding.
“No, thanks,” I replied curtly, placing a ten-dollar bill on the counter. “Keep the change,” I added, my attention shifting as I noticed Talon standing up.Damn, is he leaving?
To my relief, he headed towards the restrooms instead of the exit. My lips curled into a mischievous grin. Perfect timing. I swiftly collected my coffee and made my way in the same direction, ready to seize this unexpected opportunity.
Entering the restroom, I noticed it was just Talon and me. I quietly locked the door behind me, setting my coffee aside. I casually approached the urinal next to him, maintaining a relaxed yet confident demeanor.
Talon's head snapped towards me, his eyes widening in surprise before a flicker of annoyance crossed his face. I couldn't help but admire him, even in this brief, unguarded moment.
I greeted him, my voice a blend of playfulness and boldness. “Great morning for coffee.” I leaned forward and stole a quick peek. My eyes rounded, and my desire filled me as I took sight of his large, veiny cock. He was perfectly proportioned, and I longed to taste him, feel him.
“What are you doing here?” Talon demanded, hastily stuffing his dick in his pants and zipping up.
His question went unanswered as I quipped, “No need to put it away on my account.”
“Listen,” he said firmly. “This needs to stop. You can’t keep following me. You’ve been at the bookstore, the gas station, hell, the grocery store—"
“I assure you, the grocery store was pure coincidence,” I interjected.
Talon sighed, exasperated. “That’s not the point. I’ve been ordered to stay away from you, and you need to respect that—”
Before he could finish, I pressed him against the wall, my lips crashing against his in a fervent kiss. The need to taste him overwhelmed me, and as our mouths met, a moan escaped me, savoring his unique flavor. Surprisingly, he reciprocated, pressing back with equal fervor.
Growling, Talon suddenly reversed our positions, my back now against the wall as he took control, ravaging my mouth with a newfound dominance.
His assertiveness thrilled me, but my desire for more was insatiable. In a swift movement, I spun him around once more and dropped to my knees, ready to explore further.
“What are you—”
I ignored his question and unzipped his jeans, quickly taking his hardening shaft down my throat. Talon groaned above me, and I moaned at his unique taste. It was rare that I gave head, but for my soul, I not only would but desired it.
Talon moaned again as I slid up and down his cock. I allowed my tongue to trace the thick vein on the underside of his shaft. Talon shivered beneath my actions, and he threaded his fingers through my hair. Excitement raced through me like electricity, and my arousal grew.
“Fuck, your mouth…. It’s fucking amazing.”
I internally grinned at Talon’s breathless words and increased the suction, taking him deeper into my throat. Talon growled in response and fisted my hair. I began to hiss at the sting, but it was cut short by Talon thrusting deeper, causing me to gag. I loved how he was using me, taking control.
Talon’s rhythm increased, thrusting in and out like a man possessed. He fucked my mouth, and I reveled in the experience. With a roar, he tightened his grip, which pushed me over the edge. Like a raging flood, my climax overtook me, and I came. Never in my life had I cum in my pants, but here I was doing exactly that.
Talon thrust one last time deep within my throat and stilled. His cock exploded, and cum filled me. His seed tasted salty yet sweet—he was delicious. Talon’s grip loosened, and I slid back, swallowing every last drop.
Panting, I peered up at my mate. He had his eyes closed and breathed rapidly. I licked his spongy head, and he shuddered at my action. I opened his eyes and gazed down at me.
I smiled up. “That was amazing. Aren’t you glad I didn’t stay away?”
The satisfaction and care that had shone in Talon’s eyes instantly disappeared. He pushed me back, and I fell to my butt. He quickly covered himself and zipped his pants.
“You shouldn’t have done that! You need to stay away from me,” he said firmly before hurrying out toward the door.
“Talon,” I yelled, but it was too late. He had already unlocked the door and was out.
I was stunned. He just…. “Fuck that!” I would not lose my duša. Jumping to my feet and not caring about my soiled jeans, I ran after him.
“Talon,” I said again as he was speaking to his friends.
He spun around, and his expression was hard. “You need to stay away from me, from anyone to do with me, and especially from my pride. Stop following me. This is your only warning.” He turned to his friends. “Let’s go.”
I didn’t have words as I watched my soul, my perfect half, walk out the door. I’d never felt so defeated…so…broken. Even after Jul’s betrayal, I didn’t feel this bad—it was a thousand times more profound. What was Fate thinking?
