“Please,” Sev’s pleading voice came out hoarse, like he was thirsty.
Oh.
Removing my fingers, I quickly coated them in more oil, slicking my dick with it and gently easing him down onto it, guiding his movements with my hands on his hips. “You’re so hot, baby,” I whispered, not taking my eyes off my dick as it pushed into his entrance.
His legs began to shake, so I urged him to move. It was already much better than I had ever thought it would be. “My heart, I feel…”
“What do you feel?” I urged, kissing his right hand.
“Like I am losing control. I do not know—” he groaned. “If I can control m-myself.”
“Then don’t,” I whispered, meeting his gaze. “I want all of you, Sev. Show me who you really are.”
Chapter 40
Severin
“Show me who you really are.”
Those were dangerous words for a predator like me. But it still freed my mental shackles, allowing my instincts to take over. My vision turned red, and I knew I needed to feed soon. I had hoped I could hold off until after we had both found our release, but my need to feed had taken over. It was almost as ifallowing myself to be taken, had also made me hunger even more for Felix. Which I had not believed to be possible. But I was parched, like it had been days since I had last fed from him, and not just yesterday. I had heard how with fated bonds you would need blood from your fated more often, and it seemed Felix was just as into our feedings as I was.
Riding him harder, I found my rhythm, making him yelp before moaning underneath me. I had no experience doing this, which was such an unbelievable feeling. I rarely got firsts nowadays, then Felix came along and I kept experiencing new feelings and experiences. He truly could not have come at a better time.
He panted, his eyes wild, then he smirked. “Is this really it? Here I thought I was about to be devoured. I must admit I’m a bit disappointed.”
I lunged for his throat, biting him while clenching my cheeks. His scream was one of pleasure, as I felt his release warm my insides, his blood flowing into my willing mouth. I sucked, and when I swallowed, my body felt electrified, like it always did when I fed from my fated. Then I let the feeling grow before my own release crashed into me, hitting me much quicker than normal.
Removing my fangs from his neck, I licked the skin, closing the wound with my saliva, and then I just needed a quick break, closing my eyes just for a second.
I woke up to the sound of happy humming. My eyes felt heavy as I sat up, taking stock of my body and room. Steam was clouding out from the open bathroom door, Felix’s voice reaching me as he hummed to himself. I would not have heard from here if I were human, but I could clearly hear his happiness as he washed himself.
Last night, I had finally been claimed in a way I had only dared dream about. It had been perfect and I desperately wanted to have another round. He had promised me many turns last night, but it seemed we had both been too exhausted to remain awake.
Having his dick inside of me was a heady experience, almost sacred in how powerful it had made me feel. I thoughtI would have felt more… held back? I had no idea what I had thought, if I were honest with myself. But letting him take me, it had been something I had missed unknowingly. Now, I could have him both ways, forever.
Smiling to myself, I felt something around my neck. I tugged on it, seeing a light blue, almost white crystal hanging from it. I smiled. My Felix seemed to have claimed me in my sleep, too. I knew what moonstones meant to witches, but until I had him confirming that it was, indeed, a moonstone, I would refrain from reacting to it.
I bloody hoped it was a moonstone.
Sneaking out of bed, I slowly made my way into the bathroom. I wanted to surprise my witch, hoping he would enjoy the surprise.
The steam from the shower filled the room, the scent of coconuts wafting from where Felix stood under the spray. He had played around with the soap making, adding oils to them to make the skin moisturized. I loved that he had such a passion for making things. He continued to surprise me whenever he came to me with a new idea, Giro often right beside him as they conversed excitedly on how and when to make the new idea come alive.
Stopping right behind Felix, I whispered. “Good morning, my heart.”
He turned, not at all surprised to see me, his smile instant and pleased. He was so utterly breathtaking. The water continued to fall around him, leaving wet trails running down his slender body, caressing him.
“Morning,” he greeted, pulling me under the spray before crashing his lips against mine.
“God, I love you,” I breathed when we parted. His smile was blinding.
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that.”
“And I will never tire of saying it.” I kissed him this time, pushing him further in against the tiles. “I hope my new necklace can withstand water.”
“Oh, it can, trust me. I plan on you never taking it off.”
That was my perfect opening. “What kind of stone is it?” I began kissing his neck, hoping to mask my hopeful expression.
