I swallowed hard and nodded. “I know.”
“And you want this?”
“I’m yours, Cormac O’Cillian, for as long as we can be together, I’m yours. Your partner, your mate.” The words fell out of my mouth as elation gripped my heart. This is where I was supposed to be and who I was supposed to be with. I would figure out the coven and the rest of my life later. Cormac was mine, and I was his, now and always.
“God, I love you, Aurora,” he breathed as his lips consumed mine. He lifted me from the floor and walked us to the bed, his lips never leaving my own. He set me on the edge and continued kissing me as I lay back. The bodice of my dress loosened around me as his fingers released my belt. He reared over me, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them to the floor. His hardened girth reached toward me. I held my hand out, and he took a step forward between my thighs. I cupped his balls for one moment of hot contact before running a finger along the underside of his cock from base to tip. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, clenching his teeth and pulling in air for as deep as the length I measured.
He leaned across me. “Your hands are like silk being dragged across me. I never want it to end.” His gaze locked on mine, his hands on my hips. “But if it didn’t end, I couldn’t do this.” With the same slow motion I had used, he ran his hands up my sides, his thumbs caressing my breasts. He followed the neckline of my dress, his fingers trailing along my chest until his thumbs met in the middle. His fingers curled under the material against my bare skin, sending a shiver through me.
His eyes glimmered with a savage desire to fuck me as I heard material ripping.My dress,my brain screeched as the animalistic motion set my every nerve on fire. The sound seemed to go on forever as the cool air of the room touched my bared skin.
My breasts fell free from the tight top, my nipples hardening into little pebbles. Cormac bent to them and ran his tongue in a ring around each before blowing across them, the cool air making them harder. I realized he had been distracting me as he shrugged off his shirt when I saw his rippling chest above me. I reached up to caress his body, the skin hard and smooth under my fingers.
He repositioned his hands and continued tearing away at my skirt before kneeling at the side of the bed. I lifted my legs over where the last of the material held together. As I did, he grabbed my shins, throwing my legs over his shoulders. His hands folded over my stomach as he pulled my dripping pussy to his tongue. He closed his eyes and moaned as though savoring the most perfect meal, the sound vibrating through my body as his tongue entered me before licking up over my clit. His mouth sealed over the sensitive nub before his teeth grazed across it, causing me to shudder with desire. Surely, he couldn’t be thinking of feeding there.
As though he read my mind, he pulled back, his eyes finding mine over my bare flesh, and a coy smile played on his lips. “Not tonight, starlight, but someday.”
The words were a promise as his tongue dove back inside me, fucking me for several strokes before flicking over my clit again. He reached his hands to my breasts and pinched and pulled at my nipples causing shoots of electricity through my core. The abuse of my breasts, coupled with the softness of his tongue, drove me higher. I clutched at the duvet beneath me, trying to pull my legs back, but my heels dug into Cormac’s back. Mypussy was his for the taking as my eyes closed and my head fell to the side, another moan falling from my throat. I could feel his smile against my lower lips as my sound encouraged him. My hips ground against his mouth as he continued his ministrations, my nipples becoming more and more sensitive with every twist. My moan turned to a scream as I shattered around his probing tongue.
I was mere seconds into the orgasm, waves of pleasure washing over me as the world moved beneath me. I lay in the middle of the bed, struggling to comprehend through the haze of rapture that continued to wash over me when I realized Cormac’s length was inside me, stretching and filling me. My hips pulled onto his knees as he drove his cock into my grasping opening. He had no intention of giving me time to recover between orgasms tonight. He held my hips steady, the hard, punishing strokes driving me to the edge again. I gazed at him as he watched his cock push into me repeatedly, forcing myself to keep my eyes open as the ecstasy built a second time. He lifted his eyes to mine, his mouth fell open in an erotic sight, and I could see his fangs protruding from his gums. His lips pulled back as he groaned, matching the sound coming from my own throat. I couldn’t hold on to the precipice much longer, his cock pushing the limits of my restraint as my pussy still pulsated from my first orgasm.
A beastly growl reached my ears as Cormac’s cock seemed to grow, and his hot seed shot into me. He fell over my body, his fingers renewing their assault on my nipples, but a sharp pain registered in my neck this time as he sank his fangs into me.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I let go of the cliff. The combination of euphoria and pain drove me higher as I surrendered, my entire body convulsing, my blood flowing into his mouth as he moaned through his reverie. I held his cock as deep inside me as I could with my legs around his back as my pussy milked it.He twisted my nipples in his fingers one last time, elongating my feral cry as I pushed my hips harder into him. In the confined space between my legs, he thrust as far into me as he could, grinding against my clit. My mouth fell open in a pant as I tried to catch my breath. His tongue lashed over my neck and closed my wound.
Cormac rolled off me to the side. He lightly, gently ran his fingers over my raw nipples, a shiver of delight going through me. He sat up, grazing his lips over each of them before dropping his face to my clit and kissing that nub as well. Putting his hand under the middle of my shoulder blades, he helped me remove the straps of my ruined dress from around my arms. His eyes, the sclera red and his irises a brilliant ashen gray from feeding, glowed with renewed fervor. They dropped to the spot between my legs, his essence falling from me, and a smile played on his lips. He reached his hand down, smearing it through the mess and pushing it into me. A shiver of passion ran through my core as my mouth dropped open, and I pulled in a sharp breath.
In an instant, I was on top of him, straddling him, feeling his cock hardening between my legs. “Soak me with our juices, starlight, so I can fuck you again.”
I smiled. “Already?” My nipples ached in protest, my shoulders drooping, my body trembling with delirious satisfaction.
He grinned as he moved my hips so my pussy wept onto his hardening cock. His fangs had descended again. He pulled my head close to his, his hips never stopping, his cock rubbing on my clit, creating fresh jolts of bliss. He whispered in my ear. “I’m going to give you my blood during our next kiss, which will heal your body, and then I’m going to give you what you asked for. Every time I see my cum seeping from your body tonight, I’m going to fuck you again until the light of dawn.” A shudderof yearning ripped through me; his inner beast had come out to play.
He guided my lips to his. As his tongue slid into my mouth, I could taste his blood. I closed my eyes and moaned as I pulled from the incision. The flavor faded as his cock slammed inside me. My body shot up from the shock, my eyes wide, but I ground down onto him.
“More?” he growled, pushing his hardness as deep into me as he could.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Of which, Aurora? My cock or my blood. Tell me.” His eyes gazed into mine, his hands pushing me onto his cock with such ferocity they almost hurt my hips, his insatiable need to uncover my innermost cravings forcing him on.
“Both,” I begged, my voice raw. “Fuck me while I drink from you.”
He pulled me close to his lips, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’re mine,” he whispered as I got close to his mouth, “forever. Now come for me.”
He pushed his tongue past my teeth, and I latched onto it again as he slammed my hips up and down onto his hardness. I closed my eyes and drank, savoring the flavor, the feelings, the rapture.I’m his, I thought as I gave in to my heart’s fantasy, coming completely undone.
Epilogue – Aurora
Amonth had passed since Cormac and I recognized the significance of our relationship—of being mates. We were still settling into some kind of routine, splitting our time between the plantation and finding the Cure.
Even now, it wasn’t straightforward. Isla had joined us once we learned the area of Scotland we were focused on was where her family was from. Locator spells would only get us so close before my pendulum would seemingly send us in the opposite direction. The frustration of those failed attempts lingered in the air between us, an unspoken weight we both carried but never let consume us.
It didn’t help that I had a coven halfway across the world to care for and a plantation to manage on my own. Jade helped asmuch as she could, but it wasn’t the same as having Aunt Amara by my side. I couldn’t leave for more than a few days before something happened that needed my attention, including when we had been called back two days ago to assist with finalizing arrangements for a wedding that would have encroached on some of our sacred herbs.
Cormac and I sat in the plantation’s parlor, the aroma of polished wood and old books threading through the air. On the table in front of me was a drawer we had pulled out of Aunt Amara’s vanity. Lyra had taken almost everything that belonged to my aunt when she moved out, leaving me with little to remember her by. My aunt’s presence still lingered, and I often glanced at the shadows in the corners, wondering if any of them were her keeping an eye on me—just as my mother did.
My fingers traced the pendant hanging around my neck. There was no escaping that both Amara and my mother had once worn it, and I followed in their footsteps. It was the only thing I would ever need to remember them. After all, they were only a séance away.