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“I claim you, Demos of Erikos, as my mate.”
Quick as a flash, he had her on her stomach, pulling up her hips, and entered her once more. His mouth opened on a soundless moan as pleasure poured out of him and into her in the form of his seed that shot deep within her womb. He swiped her hair aside and found her nape. Instinct, primal and ancient, had him biting down hard on the soft skin there. He barely recognized the beast within that had taken over.
Though he hadn’t a trace of Alpha in his blood, what was there was similar: a predator that had captured his prey, his mate, binding her to him in a taking that was older than time. His cock grew inside her, and a loud, Titus-shattering roar of unleashed power poured from his chest. His gums ached as teeth sharpened, tearing the skin of her neck where her scent was greatest, a perfume that was made only for him.
Awareness of her screams below him was barely a consideration. He owned this woman and would fight for domination. He didn’t come down until he could sense her not from the outside, but from within. In his bones, in his blood.
They were now one.
Reality slowly bled into his consciousness. He knew his eyes were shut, knew he was drinking from her, knew his cock was locked inside her slick walls. Her blood was as sweet as honeysuckle, of aged wine, of sugared fruit on a summer Solstice.
When he started to shake, his teeth relinquished her and he lovingly, tortuously, licked his bite mark with a sigh.
There was a part of him that viewed the situation with horror at his actions, but a sudden exhaustion overcame all thought. He swayed over her until he found himself sinking into her. Before he knew it, everything went heavy and dark.
“Demos, are you all right?”
He felt her hands on his face, smelled her scent. His mate. Eyes struggling to open, he smiled. “I am more than all right.”
Her exhale had a smile in it. “Good. Um… you’re very heavy.”
That had him opening his eyes. His limbs and hers were a tangle, and he realized she was lying underneath him, trapped. He righted himself and sat up, looking around. He’d fallen asleep?
“My apologies. How long…?” How could he have passed out like that?
She giggled, probably at his expression. “Not long.”
He studied her face. Her hair was mussed, lips swollen. A wave of desire crashed upon him. “Come here.”
Turquoise eyes darkened, and when Demos pulled her to him, she let out a sound that heated his blood. His hands went to her perfect breasts. So warm, so soft. Though they didn’t have time, he wanted her just as desperately. As before.
Their kiss was a war of tongues and teeth. He could feel her heart beating under his hand. By the Wind, he loved this woman more than words could ever convey.
“I need you again,” he whispered against her mouth.
This time, when he spilled inside her he was prepared, and the only thing that followed their pleasure was a sigh of joy.
*****
After putting out the fire, Demos fastened his brother’s cloak around Sierra’s neck and shoulders, then glanced at her feet. He remembered she wore no shoes. But there was nothing for it; since he and his brother had flown here, she’d have to walk on bare feet and hope that Lucius and the rest of the others would catch up quickly.
Together, hand and hand, they walked out and met the gray light of winter morning. The ground was clear of snow, thankfully, but the sky promised its appearance sometime in the afternoon.
He took them first to a stream and filled his canteen up with fresh water, and then they started their trek. On the way, Sierra became quiet, more reserved. He wondered about it, hoping that her silence had nothing to do with regret at what they’d done.
“Did I hurt you, Melos?”
She turned bright eyes at him and smiled. “Oh, no. Not at all.” Touching the back of her neck, she winced but her scent spoke of lust not pain. “Just… a lot to think about. You and I are the only thing that makes sense right now.”
Relief washed over him, and he let out a sigh as they kept walking.
“What took so long? You coming back,” she asked.
“That is a long story. And a rather boring one. I rather you tell me about all I missed. What happened after I left the night of the feast?”
As she spoke, her spirits improved, especially when she talked about having her own cottage, about the people of Ordelpho and how she wanted to start an arts vocation for apprenticeship there. When she got to the part about her tonics not working, which had brought on her second estrus, Demos ground his teeth in anger.
Even though the he and the Ongahri seers had the same goal, their methods weren’t the same. Manipulation… Well, Demos took that thought back. He would be a hypocrite if he didn’t see his own machinations, which started way before he’d left Providence with the Fealty Bride.
