Chapter 23
Guardian Manor, Tetartos Realm
Uri let the soothing energies flow into him from the manor’s underground cavern suite. He felt restoring fuel flow in deep waves to his depleted cells. His body soaked them in greedily, causing tight muscles to slowly relax as the steaming water from the multiple showerheads carried off the dirt and blood from his skin. He’d wanted to take Alex the minute they entered the room. The scent of her slick with need had been driving him wild since they left Sirena’s office. He took a great amount of primal enjoyment in seeing his effect on her. His cock was rock hard, but he forced them both into the shower to clean, not wanting to slip inside her tight little pussy while still covered in blood.
He knew Alex was in turmoil. He felt her emotions roll in waves through their growing bond.
He also knew she had no idea what was coming; there was much to explain, most of which he didn’t fucking want to tell her. The blood bond would no doubt show her all of his fucked-up past and, truth be told, he dreaded seeing what happened to her all those centuries ago.
He blew out a frustrated breath. They didn’t have much time, they needed to get to work within hours, and he had to be wrapped inside her warmth before that happened. The need to fill her with his cock while linking their minds was all consuming. The fucking frenzy was ruling them both, and if he didn’t take care of those needs, he’d be useless.
It was still crazy to him that, while he was able to see all of Alexandra’s beauty, loyalty, and skill, she saw mostly inadequacy and flaws. He understood when she’d shared her past with him. He understood how that would mold her, but, fuck. She was so much more than what happened. She was more than the unique and wild power she held.
He would someday find a way to end the Tria, but until then, he would have to find a way to get her to see how fucking amazing she was.
He didn’t want to contemplate how she saw him. All those females he’d fucked in front of her, getting off on the fact that she was there watching him. Confident that she was just as hot for the game, but now wishing they’d never played it. He ran his hand over his head. He was possessive, which was a completely foreign emotion for him.
He felt her scattered emotions through their bond. She washed while he did, at the second set of showerheads in the cavernous bath. She was so close. He could touch her if he could get his shit together enough.
Turning, he took in the gorgeous picture she made. Her forehead rested on the wall as the warm water caressed her beautiful skin, washing the blood and grime away. Dark strands of her hair ran with moisture, rivers of it cascading down the most firm sexy ass he’d ever seen. His breath stuck in his throat as his cock swelled to painful levels. With her hands braced against the cool stone and the smooth lines of her back arching slightly, it left the perfect track for the water flowing down past twin dimples at her hips to make its way between the mounds of her ass.
He had to close his eyes.
“Mmm, I guess that means you’re feeling re-energized?” Her voice came out husky.
His breath left in a rush as she turned to him. Fucking hell. He felt her pushing waves of desire through the link, making him groan low.
Her skin was glistening and flushed from the warm water. Her rose-tipped nipples were tight. Those perfect full tits swollen, just begging for his mouth and hands. In an instant, he had her pinned against the wall, with water flowing around them. He took her soft lips possessively, nipping and then delving into her hot little mouth to tangle with that sweet tongue. She reversed the hold. Her strength had his back to the wall, muscles tight. He tilted his head, interested to see where she was going with this. He could easily change positions, but his little Goddess had something in mind.
She shook her head at him and licked her kiss-swollen lips. “I’ve been wanting to try something…” The sultry cadence to her voice almost drove him to his knees, but she beat him there. Oh, Gods, yes. Her sweet innocence was somehow an aphrodisiac. He had no problem with her plan. His cock was begging for it. He thought the muscles of his jaw would surely shatter as he looked down. She knelt below him with water and steam gently caressing her soft, smooth skin. Droplets clung to impossibly long lashes that lowered as she licked up his length. How was she even real? It felt like he was in a dream. The best kind of dream.
He touched her silken cheeks with the tips of his thumbs. Never had he encountered skin so smooth. And fuck, her satiny little tongue would be the death of him. His head rolled back on his shoulders for a moment, reveling in the sensation she wrought on his aching body. His stomach and arm muscles tensed with the need to hold her down and possess her. But she’d just begun, and her delicate licks and nips were making him wild, forcing a groan from him.
She made small circles with that delicate tongue, finally reaching the tip, where she swirled, then took him deep inside the wet depths, moaning her way down. The vibration made him clench his fists at his sides, fighting for control. He was losing it already, and he really wanted the first time she took him inside her hot little mouth to last.
He couldn’t take it. His balls were already pulling tight. Grabbing the base of his cock, he squeezed to stop from coming right then and fucking there. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched as she indulged herself on his dick, licking and sucking as far down as she could, then moaning deep, making him jerk inside her mouth. Her lips slid back, leaving his cock shiny with saliva. Looking up, her lids were slumberous, desire burning in the depths of her gaze. Taking a deep breath, he smelled the sweet slide of arousal coating her skin, and moaned.
“It tastes so sweet. So good.”
Her soft words added another layer his aching body couldn’t take. Closing his eyes tight, he fought the desire to pump into her wet little mouth. He didn’t want to scare her with his need to be forceful.
She pushed into their link. It felt warm and right to have her blanket his mind. Before he knew what she was about, she showed him. He growled low. The visuals she shared were of how she saw him: large and dominant above her, staring down at her possessively. Then the scene changed, with him guiding her mouth, holding her jaw and pumping against her wet tongue. Taking her just as hard as he’d dreamed of doing. It had to be the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Swallowing hard, he looked into her eyes and took control of her movements. Both hands held her jaw lightly while he watched himself disappear between plump little lips. His shaft slid out, then pushed deeper.
“Suck hard.” He groaned the words. Her cheeks hollowed out, and he felt her moan again as she took some pre-come in. That she was enjoying it so greedily told him this would be an exercise in control he wasn’t sure he had.
“Shit, when I take you back to the tip, I want you to swirl around the head.” At her slight nod, he pulled out again, watching as his cock came out slick.
“Fuck, yeah. Gods, just like that. Now take it deep, and when I hit the back of your throat, breathe through your nose and swallow around me.” The muscles in his legs twitched when she did as he said and took his length deeper. The extra depth made him close his eyes on a loud hiss.
He was losing his mind. Opening his eyes, he watched as she writhed on the shower floor. The enthusiasm with which she sucked him made him lose every last shred of control. He picked up speed, keeping to shallow strokes, concerned he’d lose it completely if she swallowed him again.
Groaning, he watched her dazed look when he thrust and took control of her movements. His shaft kept slipping in and out of her sweet mouth, over and over.
“Fuck, Alex, I’m close. I want you to come with me. Touch that tight little pussy, and let me feel what it’s like through the bond.”
She did as he asked. He knew she was as close as he was. He felt as her soaked little pussy sucked at her fingers and pulsed against them as she pushed inside, rolling her hips against her hand. It was incredible how she ached so deep inside, using the same moist digits to circle her hard little clit, all the while sucking him in. He was inside her mind, being driven mad until he finally couldn’t take it. He shouted as he climaxed on her tongue. He kept at it until he filled her up, and reignited when he felt her release. He pulled from her lips. His legs nearly buckled as she sucked and licked every bit of come from his still half-hard cock. It was one of the most powerful orgasms he’d ever experienced. When she rested her head against his leg, panting to catch her breath, he stroked her cheek reverently. He would always cherish her. She was his. For eternity.
Quickly shutting off the water, he gently lifted her in his arms, grabbing a couple of towels on the way. He set one towel down on the bench before lightly setting her on top. As gently as possible, he used the other towel to wring some water from her hair and started to pat and rub her body with the soft cotton.
She stared at him, not speaking, just watching as if she’d never seen him before.
There wasn’t an inch of skin he didn’t want to discover with his hands and tongue. He couldn’t wait for the time when he could truly linger for days. He would worship those high full breasts and the sexy curve of her hips all the way down to that mouth-watering ass and those long legs. He’d take her body to peak after peak until she begged him to stop. But now that they’d taken some of the pressure off, they had shit to talk about.