Page 25 of Cursed of Frost


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I blushed. How in the name of Juda could I still blush after his mouth spent at least twenty minutes on my dick? I didn’t know, but I could. Everything inside me drew up tight again as I imagined him sinking into me. Then would come the claiming bites.

“Then we unlock his memories and tell Frost he can’t have him,” my wolf reminded me.

I took a deep breath and let it out before I could sink back into the land of my worries. Yes, we would save him, but this was also our first time together. We’d never get these minutes back.

Fortunately, Terrick returned to the kitchen and swooped me up off the table before I wandered too far into the labyrinth of my thoughts. He carried me through the house and down the hall into the only open door there. Terrick lay me gently on the bed, not bothering to turn on the light before he crawled in with me. We were both vampires after all. The dark meant nothing to our eyes. I tried to pull him in for a kiss, but he was out of the bed again, stripping out of his pants and underwear before returning to my side.

In the dark, his eyes glowed blue now, another sign that the pit hound and he were becoming more and more like me and my wolf. I kissed him hard before he could speak, and the room grew darker as his eyelids drifted shut. We lay on our sides, kissing with swollen and nicked lips. Each sting was a promise of love and I reveled in them. I found his dick, hard and ready, and stroked him. He murmured words of pleasure against my lips that I couldn’t decipher.

“Was that even English?” I laughed when the kiss broke.

“Some type of elvish. Sometimes I think in it too,” he whispered. “Something left over from our culture back in the Other World, I’d guess.”

“I can’t wait to find out everything about you,” I said, squeezing his dick hard until his eyelids fluttered with longing.

“Me too,” he let out a breathless chuckle. “Me too, mate.”

I shifted toward him. The small movement let me know how slick I still was. I wanted him inside me – every last thick inch of him, inside me.

“Are you okay with doing the claiming vows with the way things are?” he asked, managing not to trip over his words while I continued to stroke his silky, smooth shaft.

“Why wouldn’t I be? You’re mine. You don’t get to escape me that easily,” I laughed, trying to smooth out the tension clinging to his expression.

“Because for all you know I’m the end of the world,” he said, locking his glowing gaze to mine.

“Then we’ll build a new one,” I shrugged one shoulder and slid my hand back up his dick. “You’re mine. We’re true-mates, Terrick. I don’t believe for a second that you’re a monster. You’re you and you’re mine and if we found one another in the Other World and chose each other for all time, I know you. Something deep and primal inside me knows you. I don’t know what happened to you or what you did, but you’re not a monster.”

“I wish I were as confident about that as you are,” Terrick flashed me a soft, sad smile.

“You will be. We’ll find out, together,” I said.

“I don’t want the claiming vows to show you that I am a monster,” he said.

“They won’t,” I shook my head.

“With our luck they won’t show you anything.”

“Hey,” I said, sitting up and letting go of his dick. “I’m going to tell you something right now, mister. Frost might be the almighty progenitor of one side of my family, but he’s not the be all end all of any damn thing, okay? He’s strong. He’s magical. The true-mate magic outdates him. He had to go back to the Other World to get it for him and Juda and bring it over here. He couldn’t just call it to him and that means he can’t surpass it. I don’t care if you think he cursed you or blessed you or is trying to teach you some lesson that we can’t see yet. Whatever he did, he’s not stronger than this. He’s not stronger than us. Not stronger than our bond and the magic we wove together so long ago. I’m not having you think that. I’ve waited for you. I’ve thought about you everyday since I was fifteen years old and realized that one day – if I were very lucky – I’d meet you. Here you are. You showed up covered in so much of your own blood that maybe you would’ve been dead without Frost’s magic. I don’t know. We might never know, but against those odds you’re here with me. So, I don’t think we have bad luck. I think we’re in a tight spot, but that means we just have to pull closer together.”

I let out a long, slow breath, praying I didn’t sound too much like my carrier giving a lecture, but I meant every word I spoke to him. He wasn’t about to give up when our life together was just starting.

He sat up and opened his mouth. My ears strained for what he might say, but instead he claimed my lips in a hard kiss. A second later, with his strength and speed, I found myself on my back with him over me. His weight pinned me to the bed, making me feel small and safe, as his tongue twirled around my mouth. His hard dick brushed against mine as he reached between our bodies. His long nimble fingers found the slickness pooled around my hungry omegahole. My body quivered as he rubbed small circles over the slick opening, teasing me and opening me up for what was to come. I let out my breath in a sigh and pushed down on the pads of his fingers.

His tongue swirled around my mouth as his digits sank into my slick passageway, opening me up for the pleasure his body had to offer. He rocked his fingers, hitting all the right spots, until I rocked my hips in time with his tiny movements. I gasped into the kiss as he found the best spot and rocked right over it until my whole body trembled again.

Reaching between us, I found his rock-hard dick and held onto him. Slowly, I started to stroke him, pushing past the fog the pleasure brought down upon my brain. I stroked him slowly moving him toward my slick, hungry hole and dislodging his digits out of the way.

He groaned above me, his eyes fluttering again, as I rubbed the mushroom-shaped head of his thick cock against my slick hole. He thrust forward, slipping out of my fingers and up against my balls. We both laughed as I scrambled to grab ahold of him again.

A few seconds later, he was lined up again. This time I held him loosely in my fist, letting him slip through my fingers as he prodded into my omegahole, opening me wider than his fingers had. My hungry body welcomed him in inch by inch until he filled me and my heart thrummed in my ears along with his. Our blood pumped through our veins fast and hard as we took a few seconds to adjust to being adjoined and to find the rhythm between our needy bodies.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down fully on top of me. I needed his weight there to keep me from floating away. This damn day had been surreal. He was here and he was in need, but I also needed him. I needed him to be my safe harbor from my crazy family and the social media world who was all too happy to follow the lead of the twins.

My nails dug into his shoulders as he thrust deep into me, chasing away any stray thoughts that didn’t include him. I lost myself to the warmth he dragged back and forth inside me with each thrust of his thick cock. I squeezed him tight, making him work for each and every movement. He pressed against the sensitive nerves inside me growing and growing more with each thrust. He knotted, but still moved as if my body just opened to make more room for him. The bump slid along my nerve endings.

Terrick kissed up and down my throat, dragging his lips over my skin and grazing me with his fangs. He moved his attention to my shoulder. It was time for the bite. It had to be. Soon we’d be stuck together until his newfound inner beast managed to unknot, but that was a problem for a few minutes from now. I breathed in his scent, warm and slightly furry, all coppery notes hidden under his desire. He kissed my shoulder until his mouth found my squishy claiming gland that was full of the clear magical fluid that would complete our claiming vows when exchanged and open up our mating link. With a little luck from Juda, it’d also show me whatever Terrick forgot. Maybe, just maybe, we’d have even more luck and it’d show him enough to remember his life before me too.

There used to be a rumor that went around that vampires didn’t true-mate respond to other vampires. They had all sorts of bigoted reasons for saying that, but it was bullshit. It happened more often than the shifter community knew about. When it did happen, it was customary for the Alpha to lay the first bite. Not because of some outdated rule, but because biology demanded it. Whatever blood Terrick took and drank down from me during his claiming bite would be returned when I concluded our claiming vows with mine.

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