Page 23 of The Eternal Choice

Sounds of pleasure fill the air. My grunts, sloppy wet sounds of my cock moving in and out of her mouth. Staring down I see the pleasure on her face and the way one of her hands is moving between her legs.

The sight before me is igniting pleasure overload and I shove down deep into her throat one final time. Gripping her head to keep it in place I let the cum burst free and give her a milky load, overflowing her mouth. Cum stained with blood drips from her lips and I grin down on her.

The hand between her legs is still moving as I pull myself out. I hoist her up underneath her arms and take a few steps so I can throw her onto the bed. I finish taking off her pants which are already halfway down her legs and grab her ankle to move it to open her up for my gaze. Her pussy is glistening and I’m dying for a taste.

Within my next breath I have my head between her legs and lick her from ass to clit. Groaning, I shove my tongue deep inside her and tease her clit with my teeth. Her hands are now in my hair to guide my head. I’m grinding my pelvis against the mattress, seeking friction for my cock that’s ready to sink inside her.

Moving my hand, I let my fingers play with her sweet pussy while I focus on the bundle of nerves between my teeth. Remembering the euphoric feeling which went through me when she sank her teeth in my cock makes me breach her skin to let her blood enrich her taste.

A powerful feeling overwhelms me. Every time her blood enters me it’s like a nuclear power surge I can’t explain. Our connection and bond are strengthened with each second that passes. I’ve never felt this way about a person. The possessiveinstinct, the chemistry when I’m near her, everything shows how well we’re compatible and made for one another.

Legends, instinct, bodily functions, ancestors, history, evolution, what-the-fuck-ever has molded us to people who experience life with that knowledge. Knowing a true mate is out there and finding that person are two completely different things. Dream and reality. Believing and experiencing.

Fucking hell, it gives you something to live for, to die for, to fight till your last breath and make you stand above everything. I’ve found perspective, the kind of clarity I need to face anything life throws my way. Knowing I have a solid partner on my side through whatever outcome it might have.

I growl when her taste intensifies on my tongue. Her orgasm is within reach and I’m balancing between sucking it down or feeling her explode around my cock. She starts to come, and a flow of her arousal hits my throat. With her bliss on my lips, I surge up and slam home within my next breath.

Lilliana clamps down on my cock, her scream of pleasure bounces off the walls and I fuck her harder to keep the ecstasy going between us. Her pussy sucks me right back in when I pull out of her warm, wet heat. Our eyes collide, adoration flows between us and we’re locked in a moment where there’s just us. Time hits pause, fucking life hits pause as our bodies submerge in pleasure.

I bury my head into the crook of her neck and place my body flush against hers. Placing a hand on her ass, I keep us connected and roll to my side.

“Gonna keep my cock warm inside your pussy while we’re gonna rest,” I tell her.

There’s a mumbling sound of agreement as I drift off into a peaceful oblivion.

Waking up isn’t as peaceful when the sweet pussy that was warming my cock disappears.

“Why is the sky orange?” Lilliana’s voice is a mere whisper, but she might as well be screaming in my ear.

Jolting up, I rush over to the window to see the orange glow I hoped was untrue.

“Fuck,” I grunt and reach for my pants.

Lilliana is also getting dressed and asks, “What’s going on?”

I want nothing more than to keep her safe except she’s not the kind of woman who will stay home. Nario was right about me being the same as my father in that way because I want Lilliana by my side the way my parents ruled the clan together.

There is only one clan leader, but having a strong woman beside you makes all the difference. Having a woman like Lilliana adds even more. She’s trained and has skills I can use. Being at war means using any means necessary to save the clan.

“Orange glow is fire in the sky. We’re under attack,” I tell her.

She’s dressed before me, and I’m a little impressed by this little fact.

“Why isn’t there an alarm or someone coming to warn you about it?” she asks when I open the door.

“Consider me the alarm,” Nario lightly bites out his words at Lilliana and then turns his attention to me. “Boss, Marshgloom is attacking the mine head-on. Ivano and Leandro are handling the tunnels. What do you want to do? I could stay here and watch over Lilliana if you want to go to the mine.”

I have to take a breath and swallow down the anger surging up. Dealing with Nario’s attitude for decades never bothered me. To hear him say he’ll watch over my woman while I go to the front lines to fight? He might just refer to himself as the alarm just now, but fucking hell…alarm bells go off loud and clear to warn me not to trust the fucker.

Resting for the past few hours might not have given me solutions to the problems at hand, however I do have clarity when it comes to my brother.

I reach for Lilliana’s hand and lace our fingers. “Thanks for the warning. I won’t need you to keep an eye on my mate. Lilliana belongs by my side. You can head over to Ivano.”

His upper lip pulls up and I know this look and have seen it on his face a lot. It’s a mixture of disgust and hatred.

Nario takes a step forward. “I’m with you, always. Send her to the women since a woman doesn’t belong on the battlefield. We should face the enemy together, brother, instead of standing around discussing things.”

I gently squeeze Lilliana’s hand to keep my focus, confirming to myself she’s beside me as I face my own blood. The time from when I met Lilliana to now is also the period in which I lost trust in my brother.

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