Her pheromones exploded around us, and my cock poked in the one place I needed it to go.
“Inside me now,” she gasped the words between kisses.
I nudged her panties to the side under her skirt and entered her with one solid thrust. “You’re so ready for me, fledgling. Soaking my cock, ready for my seed.”
She cried out, her head falling back as ecstasy took over her face.“Rowan, yes!”
As her walls adjusted and her body shivered, I kept my hands on her hips, watching entranced as her hair spilled back, the sunlight shining off of it as I moved her up and down my shaft as her body clamped down on it.
“Rowan,” she moaned, moving her head up to meet my gaze. Her breasts bounced as the sensation between us built.
Her pheromones coaxed us both towards the release, and my fire danced across her skin, burning her clothes into nothing before circling around her nipples, making them red. Her body quivered until her release toppled over the edge into a soul wrenching satisfaction that rippled to me.
“Mine,” I snarled, wanting my cum so deep inside her it stayed there for days. My cock branded her inside as my fire danced around the tip, down the shaft, and focused on her clit and nipples.
We were on the same sensational wavelength, within the enchanted clearing where we would eventually make our home.
“Yours!”She let out a whimper before a scream tore out of her throat. Her body convulsed as I shot my seed inside of her, moving her up and down on my shaft a few more times until her body trembled with over-stimulation.
“Thank you.” She panted, moving her arm up so we could watch the dark veins recede to where it only took up half of her arm. “I will never get over how well my body adjusts to you.”
I dropped, my knees hitting the ground as I lowered her to the ground underneath me, still settled inside of her. “Sleep, fledgling. You need rest more than anything.”
“So do you.” She kissed my lips before pulling me into her neck and ran her fingers through my hair. For once, I let everything outside go, not thinking about anything but my mate underneath me.
FOURTEEN
Wren
Adramaticgroanleftmy lips as we stepped into the Supernatural Council’s courtroom.
Ted, the phantom on the council, walked up to us, flickering a few times. “Good morning, Rowan, Wren… andDamien.” His voice went up a pitch at Damien, and I covered my smirk with my palm.
“Morning, Ted,” Rowan greeted him.
I thought it was interesting how so many supernaturals were afraid of my shadow demon. He was so determined to use force to get what he wanted that even some of the most powerful supernaturals feared him.
Drecken stepped over next to us and practically salivated as he stared at the dark veins in my arm. “Good morning, Wren. May I see your arm?” He held out his hand.
“Sure.” I held out my arm, and he snatched it, pulling me toward him with a small tug.
Damien snarled, stepping closer until his chest hit my back. “Watch it. She's mine.”
“She's ours,” Rowan corrected, flames swirling in his gaze as he narrowed it at Drecken. “And if you aren’t gentle with her, I’ll burn your arms off.”
“Yes, yes, of course. Sorry.” Drecken muttered his apology and waved his other hand back and forth before inspecting my arm.
The dark magic swirled within my veins, almost bubbling as he prodded it with his own magic.
“Yes, it seems to have binded itself to your magic and flesh, but only here.“
His brows knitted together as he poked my arm. “Doesn't really make a lot of sense. Magic encompasses all of the supernatural, that’s science. Biology of magic, if you will. That is strange indeed,” he mumbled, more to himself before letting me go. “I'll get back with you on a hypothesis.” He turned and walked out of the room.
Damien gripped my hand and brought my forearm to his mouth before kissing over every part of my arm he had touched. “My little bird.”
Ted smiled at us, no doubt an attempt to make me feel comfortable, but the thing about the dark magic being inside me meant I felt comfortable always, or to be more accurate, I didn’t feel much of anything at all—unless I was being touched by my mates.
“I wanted to see your incorporeal form, if you wouldn't mind?” he asked, and I let out another dramatic sigh before my magic exploded, and I went incorporeal and flickered back.
