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“Are you disgusted by me now?”
My nose is wet, so I wipe it with the back of my hand. “No.”
“Scared to sleep by my side knowing how I feel?”
I squint at him, shaking my head. “Not at all.”
His exhale warms my cheek. “So you’re crying because…?”
“Because you’re right. I’m not sure how the relationship aspect of this binding should go, but wehavefound each other for a reason.”
10
Ren
“Consort?”
Thea wets her plush lips, her stare glimmering. “My protector. My partner. It makes sense for you to be here, Ren.” Her leaky eyes gush. “My soul family must have decided I needed a companion who would understand me. Someone I should share this brief existence with.”
Her words are beautiful. She isn’t mad, nor horrified by me.
“I want to be with you romantically, Thea.”
Transparency, she said. I’m being transparent now. From now on, she should know that when she laughs, my ears hurt so good they could bleed. When I saw her nude, spread bare on the boulder by the stream, I almost choked.
She can take her time, and I’ll endure the pain. It may not be traditional to wait, but I’ll tolerate the passing days until my mate feels the same need I do.
Her eyes are drying, their reddened orbs flickering as she examines my features. She sniffles again, but her breathing has returned to its normal pace. “We could try touching again.” Her gaze is open. Innocent. She spreads her thighs, sliding closer to me as I kneel before her.
The musk of her arousal affects me instantly, clouding my mind until I can feel nothing but her lust. Thea smells like a mixture of deadly poison mixed with the most precious blood on Azure. Forbidden but intoxication.
Wetness coats my lips as my mouth pools with saliva, my fangs aching. I groan inwardly, debating on how hard it’d be to deny her wish. “Would touching your pretty cunt make you feel more for me here?” I rub my hand between her breasts, pausing over her heart.
Her lips part, eyes turning heady. “Probably.”
Then why should I suppress this urge?
I capture her mouth with mine, tasting her for the first time all over again. I’m mad, but not for blood or vengeance. I’m mad for her touch, and for the thoughts I have of sliding my cock deep into her glistening cunt.
She’s drenched, her sex rocking back and forth over her seat in a needy dance of longing.
I want to bite her.The truth rattles me so hard I expose my fangs, hissing.I want to bite her, fuck her, and then keep her all to myself.
The instinct is growing stronger each second I stare into the golden orbs of her eyes. If my display of possession frightens her, she doesn’t show it. Instead, her eyes shut to near slits as she slouches into the couch cushion, spreading herself wide and stroking her thighs with each hand. Her touches slide closer and closer to her cunt, and I can’t do a thing but watch with my jaw slack.
Her body is glowing, humming an invisible song as it dims and brightens again.Gods, she’s magnificent.Her fingers dip beneath the see-through fabric of her dress, parting it until her pink, swollen cunt is visible. Before she has time to stroke herself, my brain revives itself.
I snatch her wrist, not daring to let her get the first touch. “Only me.” I rasp, spreading her thighs further with my free hand.
She slides lower on the couch, pushing her sex towards me. Her head falls backward, her eyes closing. My fingertips glide from her knee to her opening, awed by the pinpricks appearing on her skin from my touch. I spread her with my thumb, parting her lips and soaking myself with her wetness.
She lets out a shaky breath, arching her hips slowly as I move my finger up and down. Everything about my pace is painstakingly slow, but I want to enjoy this. I want my Queen to spend her entire night here, with me between her legs until she’s begging to be set free.
My knuckles sweep over her clit, pressing against it with just enough pressure to make her moan.
“Open your eyes,” I groan. My cock is rock hard, fighting to be released from my pants. I press it into the frame of the seat, shielding it from Thea’s line of sight.
She does as requested. Her glazed sight focused on my face.
