When I asked him about it, he replied, “It’s the war. I’ve fought in wars before, in Urval. They’re always nastier than you think they’ll be, horrific. So yeah, I’m a little on edge.”
I still wondered if there was more he wasn’t telling me, but for now, I accepted that he was sincere in wanting to be back in my life and wasn’t going to be a dick again.
“I’ve missed our friendship,” I admitted. “And your orgasms.”
“I’ve missed those two,” he said with a soft chuckle. “The orgasms and the friendship, both… in case that wasn’t clear.”
“I’m probably going to need to refresh my bond with Myel,” I said, playing coy. “Would you like to… join us?”
Rook let out a heady, long, shivering sigh. “You have no clue how much I want to join you.”
I slipped my hand in his and pulled him back toward the residence.
Koar wasn’t far off, watching us, giving us space while still being my dedicated protector.
Should I invite him as well? God! Rook, Myel, and Koar… together? The thought blew my mind.
“Want to join us?” I asked Koar as we reached him and headed inside. My other hand slipped naturally into his.
“Fuck,” Rook breathed. “Yes please!”
I looked over at him with a smile and furrowed brow.
He answered my questioning look, “I felt the passion off you two earlier. That alone brought me back to being fully revitalized!”
Right… sometimes I forgot incubi fed off lust and sex, even when they weren’t involved.
Koar accepted my offer, but one look at Myel once we were back in the bedroom and I knew something was wrong. I’d been ignoring our bond while talking to Rook, but it overflowed with anxiety, stress, resentment, vulnerability, despair, hurt, and a hefty dose of infuriated frustration.
“Ah… sorry guys,” I said to Rook and Koar. “I need some time with Myel,alone.”
“I’ll be outside if you need me,” Koar whispered. Then the big man leaned down to kiss me softly on the cheek.
“I’ll… be with him,” Rook added and the two left the room.
I went to Myel.
“What’s wrong, what do you need?” I held out my hands and he came to me.
“You, Izzy, I need you!” he whispered, intent, flying into my arms.
What came next was rather intense. We had times when we could take it slow and truly enjoy being with each other. This was not one of those times.
IZZY
Clothes went flying,ripped off. Fast and dirty seemed all Myel and I could manage these days. It seemed like forever since the last time our bond had been settled enough for us to have some quality physical time together.
Once we were naked, our bodies mashed together, lips furiously seeking every aching inch of our partner’s flesh.
We didn’t even make it to the bed, or anywhere near the bed for that matter. We’d been closer to the couch and when I turned to lead him to that softness, Myel couldn’t wait, bending me over the arm of the couch instead. His raging erection found the sodden mess of my core and plunged into me from behind.
I opened my mouth to protest, finding our times more intimate when we were facing each other, but once he was thrusting, I lost all capacity for speech or coherent thought and bucked back against him, using my arms on the couch for leverage. Who needed intimacy when you had raw, hot, steamy sex and a bond which demanded this physical connection?
Myel’s hands slid up my sides and under, finding my breasts and clasping on as he bent over behind me, lips kissing my spine and up into my hair as his thrusts grew more and more erratic. A climax sang through me at the feel of his body curled around mine, his hardness so damned hot inside me, and the clutching need of his hands raking over my breasts.
During the times we were apart, I sometimes wondered if what we had was real, or if the bond was forcing us together. But at times like this, when that was exactly what the bond was doing, I didn’t care. My bondmate was perfect, everything I needed and more, filling my body and soul with bliss as we came crashing together.
Myel let out a long, desperate grunt as he plunged himself deep and stayed there, his cock swelling then pulsing with his release. And feeling his heat explode inside me elevated my orgasm into the realm of heavenly ecstasy. We both tensed as the pleasure seized us, locked together in a tableau of rapture. My blood pounded so hard it drowned out everything else. All I heard was the beating of my heart. All I felt was the hammering of Myel’s pulse, mostly through his cock, but also vibrating his entire body, which was curled around mine. He sank his teeth into my neck and drank hungrily.
