Page 24 of Cursed

Then Arden thunders through the forest, bursting through the foliage. He appears ready to either fuck or fight. Or both?

My normally gentle giant pushes Landis aside. He tears his gaze away from me just long enough to glare at both Rourke and Branden, making them take a step back.

“My dyad…” His large hands gently cup my face. He looks as if he might burst into tears. “Sparkles, are you okay?” His healing magic scans my body.

The moment his magic discovers my bond with Branden, his eyes widen.

Without warning, he lifts me up, throws me over his shoulder, and races away.

“Arden!” I yelp. “What are you doing?”

“Making you mine. Like I should have done already.” His hand clasps my ass. Over my pants, his thumb rubs my slit, stirring my sexual needs.

“But…” I protest. However, I don’t have it in me to really resist. I want to connect with my druid. I want to feel his skin on mine, and have him inside me. I want the dyad threads to connect with my heart and soul. I need to be one with him.

“I warned you that I would drag you off to the woods one day and claim you.”

His movements are so fluid as he runs through the uneven terrain that I’m barely jostled. He’s a beast in his own right. And the beast that dangles between his muscular thighs will be a challenge for me to take, but I’m up for it.

Arden slows and brings me forward over his chest until my legs are wrapped around his waist, and his hand cups my ass, holding me in place.

I glance around, feeling the energy shift once again. And it’s warmer here.

“Is this…?” I whisper.

“My new sacred circle… in the middle of the faerie lands.” His hand brushes my wild hair back, and he trails his fingers over the features of my face as if memorizing them. But he’s done this a hundred times before. I suppose he just likes the way I’m made.

I do the same, touching his face to reacquaint myself with his handsome features.

Still holding me, he inspects me for burns. “The vamp healed you,” he says. “Is that how you ended up with him as a mate?”

“It led to that, yeah.”

“Does his toxin drive you out of your mind?” he asks, without a hint of the jealousy that I expect to hear.

“Yeah, but you can take me to bliss with just your touch.” I press my lips to Arden’s.

He slides his tongue over my seam, and I part my lips. We deepen the kiss, and I grind my center over his pants, against his hard cock.

“Goddess, Sparkles. I need to be inside you.” His chest rumbles. “Now.”

Arden places me on my back on a patch of soft grass, like a bed. Then he tears off his sweatshirt, revealing his massive muscular upper body. He’s breathing heavily, not necessarily from the run. His forest-green eyes glow—glowing for me. His sparkle tattoo glimmers in the night too. When his pants fall to his ankles, I gulp at his proud and massive cock jutting out for me.

With his hand stroking his thickness, he smiles wickedly, seeing I have on his old sweatshirt.

Despite his happiness at seeing me donning his clothes, he drops to his knees between my legs and pulls my shirt off in a flash. His hot mouth is instantly on my breast, laving and sucking my hardening nipple. I gasp with his attention. The sharp sting of his suction zipping down straight to my clit.

My fingers thread into his long, wavy hair. I undulate into his body as it covers me, snuffing out the world.

His hand slips to my waist and slides my pants down my legs. When the fabric bunches around my knees, his fingers skim back along my inner thigh. He effectively has me immobilized as he runs his fingertips along my slick slit. Then he coats his fingers in my wetness, circles my clit a few times, and plunges two thick fingers into my pussy.

“Arden!” I shout and buck with his sudden invasion. Yet, I tilt my hips to encourage him to thrust. I’m struggling to kick off my pants, so I can open to him and have his dick at my center instead.

Arden is grunting and groaning in my ear as he grinds his cock against my thigh. His free hand grabs my hair and fists it, holding me completely at his mercy. He sucks hard on my swollen nipple, then bites my tit as he loosens my passage for his cock with two thick fingers, scissoring me open.

But I squeak and squirm with the delicious pain.

Damn, my gentle druid is coming undone, and I think I like it.

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