It’s all the encouragement he needs as his lips crash back onto mine. Impatiently and instinctively, I drag his shirt over his head, and he tears my clothes from my body. His large hands cup my breasts as he trails my neck with his tongue. I sigh deeply as his sharp teeth softly tease the skin of my throat with blissful pain. His mouth continues its path down my body as he picks me up and lays me flat on the canopy bed.
“So stunning, my little tempest,” he murmurs as he peppers my stomach and breasts with soft kisses.
He roughly spreads my thighs, and I feel my cheeks redden, knowing I’m soaked.
“So wet for me, darling,” he says, smiling as his mouth latches onto my clit.
I writhe under him, an ecstatic sensation running through my body as he sucks and bites and laps at my wet entrance. He holds me down firmly, forcing me to submerge in the sensation. An orgasm builds fast as he works my sensitive nub, and my toes curl in pleasure, a gratification I’ve never felt before. When I feel him insert a finger, it hurts a little, but pleasure overrides that feeling as quickly as it came, and I explode as my body twists and bucks under his stronghold. He continues to pump his finger in and out of me, prolonging the waves of pleasure. Suddenly, he stops and holds it in front of me. His finger is covered in my arousal and blood. He swallows, then licks his finger clean, and it’s the most erotic thing I have ever seen.
“Why didn’t you tell me you’ve never lain with a man before, Little Tempest?” His eyes darken as he speaks.
“I didn’t want you to hold back,” I say as I hold his feral gaze.
He chuckles, “Oh, I won’t, darling. I won’t.”
Emrys climbs on top of me, his heavy body pressing into mine. I’m still spread out for him, and after he positions himself, he presses the tip of his hard cock against my opening. He waits a few seconds, and it’s like my cunt starts to suck him in. He grins at me, his long canines showing. Terribly slow, he pushes his length inside me, stretching me. I urge him to go faster and harder, but he tells me to be patient.
“Patience is a virtue, darling. I will ravage your cunt, but I want you to find pleasure in it too. I would hate for this to be the last time.”
He smirks as he continues at his torturous pace, his shadows coiling around us.
Only when I cry out in need and want, digging my heels into his backside, does he start to go faster, harder. His cock pumps into me, his fingertips bruising my waist as he holds on to me. His shadows are wrapped around my ankles and thighs, holding me in place as he thrusts harder and harder. My fingers are gripping the sheets tightly as beads of sweat form on my forehead. I feel another orgasm coming up as Emrys no longer holds back. As the orgasm cascades through me, I don’t know where he begins and I end. The shadows widen my legs, allowing Emrys to take me even deeper as the orgasm keeps coming. Another shadow holds my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes as I crumble underneath him. He follows after me shortly, but despite filling me up to the brim, he doesn’t stop pounding. I learned in that moment that Umbra’s can stay hard as long as they want and cum more often than once.
“Do it,” I say in a husky voice.
“I know you want it.”
He does his best to keep his canines to himself, but I saw them elongate as he took my body, over and over, a part of him he tries to keep hidden. A part of him that he forbids from joining.
“You don’t know what you are saying, Harlot. I’m not some vampire. A bite from an Umbra without the intent to kill goes deeper, much deeper. If I am not careful, this could end in bloodshed. Your blood.”
“Then explain it to me, Emrys,” I plead, my soul full of desire for him; an unexplainable feeling of love fills me.
“If I sink my teeth into your skin and feed on your blood, it will create a possibility to make a bond between us, but I can only do that if I want it, and I know for certain you want that bond too. If you don’t, my bite will kill you. If suddenly you change your mind and don’t allow me to try, as I bite you with the intent to make that bond,Iwill kill you. The bond solidifies once I feed you my blood. When we are connected through the bond, I will be able to feel you wherever you are, find you, and communicate with you. A tether from me to you, and vice versa. It’s a bond that cannot be severed. Even if you find your cursedsoulmate. Your soul will be torn into pieces if you force yourself to choose between us. I’ll be your soul bond, but that human will be your soulmate. You will share your love with both of us, knowing you will hurt us both over and over. Is that something you can live with, Harlot?”
I see the hurt and longing in his eyes, telling me he can live with that pain if it means being with me. I can’t put my finger on it, but my entire being is drawn to him as if his mere existence was created to complement mine—a centuries-old creature yearning for me as I long for him. I’m unsure what I can offer him besides my love, my soul.
“I already gave you my body; I now offer you my soul out of free will, Emrys. I don’t care about some fucking human who only wants me because of this curse. If Mother gets her way, I will never meet him anyway, and all my devotion and love will be for you.”
“You know this will not end well, Harlot. You know this will turn into a blood bath. You finding your soulmate is inevitable, and I can’t promise you I won't kill him. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to contain myself. The thought of another being touching you the way I touched you. Only I should be caressing your body like that.”
His jaw clenches as he tries to hide his fangs, which are growing more prominent with desire. I know he’s trying not just to convince me that we are performing a dangerous act but also himself, because he, too, is losing his sanity, just as I am. He wants us to bond as much as I do, both of us guided by some nonsensical desire, an inexplicable urge to melt together and become one.
“We’ll make it work, Emrys. When I return to my mother and brother, I will learn more through the books. We’ll figure it out. If needed, I’ll sever the bond with my human soulmate and kill him myself.”
Once more, I offer him my neck. I can tell he can no longer resist. He licks his lips, then plunges his teeth into my breast instead of my neck, no longer withholding his strains, and a delirious pulsing takes hold of me as he feeds. As he yanks his teeth from my skin, blood drips from the minor puncture wounds, like tiny rivers. His eyes are a deep, dark red, my blood coiling in them. He bites his wrist and offers it to me. Without thinking, I drink his blood, too. The moment his blood coats my tongue, I can taste his entire essence, and I feel our bond clicking into place, intensifying my feelings. I feel our souls intertwining, the storm clouds within me melting into his dark shadows, forming a swirling mass of beautiful anthracite.
My love for him seems to burst from the seams of my body. Nothing, yet everything makes sense. I don’t understand why this man can pull me in and wrap me in his shadows, but nothing ever felt so right for once in my life as belonging alongside him. All I know is that souls do not meet by accident. The Aurum pulses slightly in protest, but it does not fight it, almost as if the curse residing within it knows it’s a dangerous game we are playing, and it revels in it.
“I’m never letting you go,Lucem Mei,” a promise laced with a deathly warning.
“I will never allow you,” I promise back.
Our freshly established bond tugs between us, humming with satisfaction. A dark vibration connects us to a level I cannot comprehend. It’s a strange yet comforting feeling. He is mine, and I am his.
I already like this, darling.
I look up at him in surprise.
