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“Fuck! Fine! I submit, you win, you’re in control!” he barked, his entire body straining towards me, his muscles tight. “Now give me back my fucking hands, Cordelia!”
Triumph flooded through me as I grinned widely, anticipation coiling low in my belly as I released his arms from the vines and braced myself for what was coming.
With a loud growl, he whipped an arm forward and pushed his fingers into my hair, tipping my face up with a rough grip.
“Open,” he grated, his voice thick and rough as his eyes flashed with fiery need, his other hand freeing his cock from its confines.
My clit pulsed as I obeyed him now, victory at having broken him singing in my veins as I parted my lips and gave in to what we both wanted.
Thrusting forward, he filled my mouth with a deep groan of pleasure, the masculine sound reverberating through me and making my core curl with need. Swallowing around him as he pushed deeper, I hummed around his length, making his grip on my hair tighten until my scalp prickled. With a curse he pulled out, his cock glistening with my saliva as he drew back, his legs trembling a little as he stroked my cheek.
“Mine,” he murmured possessively, almost too quiet for me to hear, and I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock in answer.
We moaned in unison as I sucked him back into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I reached up a hand to cup his balls in a firm grip. With my other hand I traced a path across my stomach and beneath my waistband, aiming to relieve my own ache but gasping as he abruptly leaned down and snatched my arm away.
“No chance, Princess,” he growled, holding my wrist tightly as he straightened again.
I glared daggers at him as he denied me my pleasure, pulling back so that I could tell him exactly what I thought of that move. He caught my intention though, shifting his grip on my hair again and thrusting deeper, a feral grin on his face as he effectively gagged me with his dick.
Digging my nails into his thighs, I growled at him even as heat rushed through me, soaking my underwear as tears pricked my eyes and I was forced to suck in air through my nose. Refusing to relinquish full control, I let defiance spark in my eyes and held his gaze as I relaxed my throat, angling my head to allow him deeper and grinning internally as any restraint he was holding onto fully snapped. His eyes flashing between human and wolf, a growl ripped from his throat as he began to move, fucking my mouth hard and fast as I moaned and swallowed around him.
My pussy clenched with need as thrills of desire raced over my skin and straight to my core, the slight pain of his grip on me only enhancing the sensation as he came down my throat with a loud bellow of pleasure. I swallowed him down greedily, panting as he withdrew and hauled me to my feet, slamming his mouth to mine. His kiss was pure fire, his tongue delving and swirling into my mouth and his teeth biting as he seemed totally unconcerned with tasting himself on my lips.
I whimpered as he drew back, need pulsing through me as he pressed his forehead to mine and we fought to catch our breath.
“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you suffering,” he rasped, a dark glint in his eye as he smirked at me. “Let me free, baby.”
With a flick of my fingers the roots tethering his feet to the ground vanished, and in the next moment I was flat on my back on the plush grass with the clear, spring sky above me. With a low sound of satisfaction, Liam ripped my jeans down my legs, stripping me bare in seconds as he literally tore away my underwear and sent the scraps flying.
“You better hold on for the ride, Princess,” he warned as he glanced up at me from between my thighs. “I suddenly feel like I’ve got something to prove.”
I narrowed my eyes as Liam tucked the scraps of my underwear into his pocket with an unrepentant grin.
“You owe me more clothes,” I groused, cringing slightly as my jeans rubbed against my swollen core and I felt moisture seep into the coarse material.
“Come on,” he said, twining his fingers with mine and tugging me back towards the reason I had come out here.
I breathed a laugh at my internal pun as I followed him, my legs still shaky from the orgasms he had just coaxed from my body, pinning me to the ground with firm hands as he fucked me with his tongue.
He glanced back at me at the soft sound, raising a brow, but I shook my head and craned my neck to look up at the stone edifice before us.
“So, what’s the deal with this thing?”
He shrugged. “Seriously, nothing. It’s just an old rock. There is no scent of magic on it, and no other markings than the one we mentioned before. It’s just an old relic.”
Dropping his hand, I stepped closer to the stone and trailed my fingers across it, walking around the curve of the rock and letting my fingers fall into the natural dips and curves of its surface. Like Liam had said, I didn’t sense any power under my fingertips. Nothing about the structure stood out as magical or relevant to the pack, but there was something about it that called to me, tugging in my gut like an itch that just wouldn’t budge.
“Where is it?” I asked, letting Liam lead me around to the far side of the stone.
“Don’t touch it though,” he said with a wink, his newfound playfulness drawing out my smile before I found what he was pointing to.
The symbol was small, barely an inch across, and sat on the surface of the rock a couple of feet from the ground. Dropping to my knees to bring it in line with my gaze, I blinked in surprise at its condition. Unlike the structure around it, the mark showed no signs of wear, its lines defined and unworn in the rockface. While I could understand why the guys had called it a rune, with its neat lines and swirls, I approved of Noah’s description more. The carving looked like a tiny, circular labyrinth, and as I reached up to trace it with my thumb I sucked in a harsh breath, recognition slamming into my consciousness.
Distantly hearing Liam’s voice calling my name, I slumped forward, feeling his hands on my skin as he yanked me back from the stone. It was futile though, and even as I fought to stay present, the pull of my memories left me no choice but to close my eyes and tumble back into the past.
A scuffling sound had my head whipping around, my eyes searching the shadowed corridor behind me as I was distracted from my lazy trails around the castle halls. My fingers tightened on the half-eaten apple in my hand, nerves trickling through me even as I straightened my spine and set a blank mask on my face. I had learned not to show fear now, it only made it worse.
Distant footfalls echoed along the walkways but no movement caught my eye, so I turned back to my path, satisfied that there was no one close enough to bother me. A shout sounded through the narrow windows from the courtyard far below, the sound of horses’ hooves telling me that the guard was moving out to destination unknown. I could only pray that Mother was going too. At least then I could breathe easier for a few days.
