Callyn
The rest of the week passed in a blur. It was crazy and hectic at the gym. It seemed like more and more people were showing up every day. Cat and her mates turned out to be a God send. They didn’t need much training, so they were able to help out with the mass of people. The most surprising person to make an appearance was Kelsey’s mate Liam. He wants to learn how to protect himself, so he can protect Kelsey. In my opinion, she doesn’t deserve someone like him. He seems like a decent person. Liam’s going behind her back to train. She doesn’t want him anywhere near here when the fight breaks out. Kelsey thinks he’s too weak, so he is trying to prove her wrong.
We’ve been keeping an eye out on him, just in case he’s coming for other reasons. Like Graydon says, D.T.A., don’t trust anyone. Aside from that, everything has been going smoothly. There haven’t been any more sightings or any word about Amos and Circe. The guys and I believe it’s the calm before the storm. Lucian thinks this was a small-scale attack to check our defenses, to see how easy it would be to take us out or get close enough to us to.
We got together with our parents and decided to have double patrols, human and shifter forms. Alcina went to the four cardinal points of the town, north, south, east, and west, placing a protection spell. If anyone so much as walks in this town that we don’t know, we’ll be alerted. We told the town to be on alert and be prepared. Plus, we have one thing on our side that Amos and Circe don’t have a prophetess. I just hope she’ll see when they plan to attack. I don’t know how Cat’s visions work, how she gets them, but if there is any time for her to see something, this would be it. This is the time.
Speaking of time, I couldn’t be happier to have today off from training, from worrying. The fact that I get to spend it with Lucian makes it even better. I knock on the door, impatiently waiting for him to answer. When he opens the door, I’m not disappointed. I don’t think he could ever look bad. Though, this is the first time that I’m seeing him in sweatpants. He usually wears jeans or workout shorts and he looks good in those, but this, this is something different. His sweats are hanging low on his hips. My gaze travels a little lower, settling on a noticeable imprint. I bite my lower lip, trying to keep myself from launching at him. A note to self, make sure he never wears sweatpants out or in view of other females.
The sound of Lucian clearing his throat grabs my attention. My eyes travel up his body before meeting his eyes. I was already caught looking, so I might as well finish looking. Lucian has a smirk on his face, but he doesn’t say anything. I smile and shrug my shoulders. I’m not embarrassed. It’s his fault for looking so damn good. If this was Max, he would have said some smart-ass remark.
Lucian steps to the side, wordlessly inviting me in. As I pass, he tugs on my ponytail. I know he loves it when I wear my hair like this. He has this fascination with pulling on it, never hard enough to hurt me, but it’s usually followed by a kiss. Those kisses from him are full of passion, full of fire, and I love it.
“So, what are we doing?” I ask.
“I figured we could just hang out. I don’t really have anything planned. I just wanted to spend some alone time with you.”
I look at him and smile. “That would be great.”
“What were you doing before I showed up?”
“Reading.” I should have known.
“Anything good?”
“Just rereading a series.”
“It must be good if you’re doing a reread.” Lucian never rereads books. He practically has a photographic memory. So, there is no reason for him to. The fact that he is, lets you know how good the book is.
“It is. I’ll loan you the first book on your ereader.”
“I’d like that. You haven’t steered me wrong yet.”
I start to walk toward the living room, but he grabs my hand. “We’re going to my room.”
I’ve been in his room plenty of times, but the other boys have always been there with us. I’m not nervous to be alone with him, but if he starts to kiss me I don’t know if I can make myself stop with just that. I want to feel all that passion he keeps hidden.
“Make yourself comfortable.”
I take off my jacket and shoes. I’m about to crawl up on his bed when Lucian wraps his arms around me. He places light kisses on my neck, pulling me back against his body, his arm tightening. I place my hands on his forearm, giving them a squeeze. I make a move to try and turn because I want to kiss him, but he doesn’t let me.
“Not yet,” he says in my ear before he nips at my earlobe.
I sigh and squeeze his arms tighter. He uses the tips of his teeth and lightly grazes down the side of my neck, following the same path he kissed. I moan and clench my thighs. I lose all sense of control when he touches me like this, just the right amount of soft and rough. He’s back to the soft kisses to my neck, as he stands behind me. All of a sudden, he lets me go and takes a step back from me.
“I’m sorry. I was getting carried away. I looked over at you and I couldn’t resist the urge to touch you, to have you in my arms.”
I turned to face him. “No, you weren’t.”
“Yes, I was.”
“Did you hear me say stop?” He shakes his head. “That’s because I didn’t want you to.”
“I shouldn’t.”
“Yes, you should. I want you to.” He starts to shake his head again. I turn back around, so I don’t have to see the rejection coming.
“Callie, you don’t know what you’re asking.”
“I do, but it’s okay Lucian. We don’t have to do anything.” I feel him standing behind me before he says anything.
“Callie,” he whispers. “I want you more than you know.”
“Then prove it.”
I know what’s coming. Just like clockwork, he wraps my ponytail around his hand before he tugs me back. I land against him. His hand traces the path of my neck before he grips my jaw, turning my head toward him. I look him in his eyes, silently begging him to give me what I want...his mouth on mine. He knows it too, by the look on his face and the smile on his lips.
“I know what you want, baby, and I plan on giving you that and so much more.”
Lucian
I lean down and capture her lips with mine. Yes, this is what I want. I love the feel of her body against mine. I use my teeth to bite and tug on her lower lip, causing her to moan. God, I love that sound. I take advantage of the moment and slip my tongue into her mouth. I move the hand holding her jaw. Trailing down Callie’s neck, stopping to cup her breast.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” I whisper in her ear.
I let go of her hair, bringing that hand to cup and gently squeeze her other breast. I start to trail kisses up and down her neck.
“Are you sure you want to do this? We can wait,” I ask.
Callie shakes her head. “I want this, with you, right now. I feel like I should warn you, I’ve been with two of the others first.”
“I’m okay with that. It makes what I want to do with you so much better. I’ll go easy, if you want me to.”
“No, I want everything. I want you just the way you are.”
“Then that’s what you will get.”
I move my hands to the hem of her shirt, quickly pulling it over her head, tossing it to the side. I move to the other side of her neck and start to kiss and nip like I did to the other side. Wasting no time, my hands find the closure on the front of her bra, flicking it open. I place my hands on her breast, kneading them but not for long. I take her nipples between my fingers, pinching and tugging on them. A gasp escaped her lips.
“Lucian.”
My name a breathless whisper. I wrap my arms around her waist. A second later, she slightly slumps, almost like her knees want to give out.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ve got you,” I say before I turn her around and lift her up.
She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, as I walk us over to the bed. Callie starts kissing my neck, making her way to my ear, lightly nipping the earlobe. I moan in response. I gently place Callie on the bed, but she doesn’t loosen her grip, so I follow her. I feel my heart pounding, not out of fear but anticipation. Callie feels so good against me, under me.
I kiss her lips, then her neck, shifting down to her breast. Taking one nipple in my mouth, licking, nipping, and sucking, before I turn and do the same to the other. Callie gasp, rocking her hips into me. I chuckle because I plan on getting more out of her than that. I continue my path down her body, kissing along the way. I stop once I get to the top of her jeans.
“Hm, seems like we have a little problem. But don’t worry, I can fix that.”
I undo the button on her jeans, slowly working the zipper. The sound of the zipper being pulled down can be heard in the quiet of the room. I grip the material at her hips, tugging them down. Callie lifts her hips up, so I can move her jeans the rest of the way down. I quickly divest her of her pants, kissing a path up her leg, stopping at the juncture between her thighs.
I inhale, then growl. “You smell so sweet. I can’t wait to taste you.”
Instead of sliding off her panties, I shift my fingers, using my sharp nails, ripping them away. I take a step back. She follows my eyes as they roam up and down her body.
“So, beautiful.”
I pull back, standing to take my shirt off. Callie’s eyes roam over my body. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my sweats. She doesn’t take her eyes off me, watching every move I make. I can tell she likes what she sees. Her breathing increases just slightly. I push not only my sweats down but my boxers as well. Standing before her completely naked.
Slowly, I crawl up her body, kissing a path along the way. Callie’s legs naturally fall apart making room for me to settle between them. I press my hard length against her core. I want nothing more than to enter her, to ease the ache that I caused since we began this. But no, I’m drawing out our torture just a little bit longer.
I prop myself up on one arm, not fully putting my weight on her. I slide my other hand down between our body’s, groaning as I run my fingers through her slit, entering her slowly. She bucks against my hand.
“You’re so wet for me.”
All Callie can do is nod. I pump my finger nice and slow before adding a second, twisting slightly, hitting that sweet spot. Using my thumb, I start to make a circle motion around her clit. Her breathing coming out in pants. She’s close. Her walls are contracting around my fingers.
Callie’s hand finds my hair, pulling on it. Her other hand is gripping the bed sheets. Just a few more pumps, I know that she’ll come, but I don’t want her to, not yet. I remove my fingers causing Callie to yell out.
“No!”
I chuckle. “We’re not done yet, baby. You’ll come when I’m good and ready to let you.”
Callyn
I’m about to give Lucian a stern look, but I don’t get a chance to because he flips me over on my stomach. He positions me how he wants me, ass up, legs almost together, the top of my body flush against the bed. He moves until his legs are on the outside of mine. I feel him teasing me with his cock, rubbing it up and down my ass. He leans over my body, pulling my head back slightly before reaching down to place the most explosive kiss to my lips. He pulls back, and I moan at the loss of him. I hear him open and close the drawer of his nightstand, and the sound of the foil being ripped is the next thing I hear. He leans back over me placing a kiss to my neck. He moves his mouth until his lips are right by my ear.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’m about to give us exactly what we both want,” he whispers, right before he pulls back slightly and plunges himself into me. I cry out, but not from pain. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
He grips my ponytail and tugs, pulling my head back slightly. He leans down, kissing me, making deep, hard thrust. The sound of our skin slapping mixed with my moans are the only sounds that can be heard. Lucian pulls back; his hands going to my waist, pulling me into the bed, thrusting faster. I can feel myself on the precipice of my climax. Lucian pulls out and starts to kiss a path down my spine.
“Not yet, baby, but soon.”
He flips me to my back, settling himself between my thighs, taking both of my wrist and placing them above my head.
“Don’t move your arms from this spot, because if you do, I’ll have to punish you.”
“What will you do?”
“Move your arms and find out.”
I bite my lower lip, barely holding back a moan. The thought crosses my mind to move my arms just to see what my punishment would be, to test my limits.
“Good girl.”
Lucian sits back on his hunches, dragging his hands up and down my body before settling his hands on my waist. He pulls me up, then slams me back down on his cock. Over and over. The pressure and the feeling are intense. Without a thought, I move my hands down, gripping the bedding. Lucian stops.
“Tsk, tsk. I told you not to move your hands.” He flips me back over to my hands and knees. “Now, I’m going to have to spank you.” Wait, did he just say spank?
A quick smack lands on my right butt cheek, followed quickly by him thrusting into me. Another smack lands on my left, followed by a hard thrust. He does this a couple more times. I’m slightly confused and embarrassed. Is spanking supposed to turn me on this much? Isn’t it supposed to hurt? I thought this was supposed to a punishment… then why does it feel so good? Why do I want him to do it again?
“You did well.” He pulls all the way out of me, using his fingers to run along my slit. “You seemed to like your punishment. You’re dripping wet.” he pushes one finger in and out of me, twisting the digit. “If I flip you back around, are you going to keep your hands where I tell you?”
“Yes,” I moan. He places a kiss on my shoulder.
“We’ll see.”
He turns me back around, thrusting into me the second that my back hits the bed. Lucian places my hands back where they were, above my head.
“Don’t move them. Next time, I’ll spank you a little harder.”
The thought causes me to moan and him to chuckle. I keep my hands where I’m told. Lucian slowly pulls almost all the way out of me before slamming back in. I gasp, balling my hands into fist, trying desperately not to move, when all I want to do is put my hands in his hair, and run my nails down his back. I feel my climax returning.
“Almost, baby. Just hold on a little longer, and I promise I’ll let you come.”
He thrusts come faster and harder, almost frantic. I’m so close. Please. I don’t know if I said my plea out loud or through our silent communication, but I swear Lucian hears because the next words out of his mouth are music to my ears.
“Come, baby. Now.”
And I do. Back arching, bed grabbing, loud screaming, hard.
Lucian
I love hearing Callie scream my name, shaking in my arms from how hard she has come, and I plan on having her do it one more time before she leaves. Both of us are panting, breathing hard. I barely keep myself up, not wanting to crush her with my weight. I inhale deeply, the combination of both of our smells driving me into lust again. But, I know I need to give her some time. I need a little myself.
“Can I move my arms, because I really want to touch you.”
I smile. “Yeah, baby, you can move.”
“Thank God,” she smiles back.
Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me down on her. We both just bask in the afterglow in each other’s arms. A few minutes later, I move and lie beside her. She’s so beautiful. I’m the luckiest guy in the world. Sometimes, I can’t believe that this gorgeous creature is mine, my mate.
“I need you to do something for me.” I’ll do whatever she wants.
“What’s that?”
“I need you to call out to Max and Zeke, like how we do when we talk telepathically.”
“Why?”
“Just trust me.” She knows I do, so I do as she asks.
Max... Zeke.
Lucian?
Holy shit. Yeah, it’s me. How is this possible?
Well, what were you just doing?
That’s none of your business. Max chuckles and Zeke sighs.
Give him a minute, Max.
I was just having sex with my mate. They can’t possibly mean what I think they do, can they? I quickly think over the conversation Callie and I had right before we did anything. She said she was with two of the others. That means the two she was with were Max and Zeke. Zeke voice breaks me from my thoughts.
We had a theory on how this was possible, and we thought about bringing it up to you but… Zeke trails off.
Basically, if we told you, then we would have had to tell Graydon and none of us were ready for that conversation or the way he would have reacted, Max states.
Anyways, you just proved our theory right. Both Max and I have had sex with Callie.
They just confirmed my suspicions. I look over at her. There is uncertainty on her face. Almost as if she fears my reaction because she knew what was going to happen. But she shouldn’t be scared. She already told me she was with two of the others. She is all of our mates. It was bound to happen at some point.
You guys think that being intimate with Callie, taking our bond to the next level, is giving us the ability to finally hear and communicate with each other? I question.
Yes, they both as at the same time.
So, Graydon doesn’t know, right?
Max laughs. If he did, you would have seen the explosion because you know what would have happened.
I sigh. Callie and him would have gotten into some big fight, and he would have been pissy with everyone.
Exactly. So, we decided not to say anything until it happened with you. I take it Callie told you to reach out to us?
Yes.
Is she okay?
Yes. All of us were silent for a minute. I think we still shouldn’t tell Graydon until after it happens for him. I don’t want him saying anything that he might regret because you how his temper gets.
Agreed.
You got it.
Good. I’ll talk to you later.
I look over at Callie. “You knew this would happen.” She nods her head and looks on the verge of tears. “I’m not mad, baby.” I gather her into my arms. “I understand why you did it, and I agree with you. I also don’t plan on telling Graydon. He’ll find out on his own, when you both are ready.” She nods her head but doesn’t say anything. I place a finger under her chin and tilt her head up, so I can look into her eyes. I need her to see that I mean what I say. “I mean it. I’m not mad, and I’m so glad and happy that you wanted to take our relationship further. I love you, baby.”
“I love you too,” she whispers. I lean down and kiss her, then continue to show her just how much I love her, by worshipping her body like the queen she is.