Page 181 of To Scale the Emerald Mountain
Rising to his challenge, I weave my mind through these new threads of power living in my head, like a puppeteer balancing the cross of its marionette, seeing Alec as the doll. I pull tight on those strings, and one of Alec’s hands reaches up towards the end of the pallet bed where I will him to plant his palm on the ground. The raw power I feel watching him do as I command makes a new wave of desire pulse through me.
As he reaches to complete my command, he shifts higher and I grind on his hard cock, still buried deep within me where it belongs. I use his power to make him thrust into me again, easily throwing out another thread of control to make him do as I bid while his long fingers dig into the dirt above my head.
Alec smiles gleefully down at me.Will you use my power to make me fuck you while I wield your destruction?
His voice in my head is somehow infinitely more comforting, smooth, and seductive than his physical voice that makes my knees weak.
I answer by forcing him to pull out nearly to the tip before dipping back into me with a tantalizingly slow stroke. I mentally force his hand deeper into the earth before I relinquish enough of his physical control to allow him to rove his free hand over my body; allowing him to touch me how he wants while I exert our unheard of magic over him.
Continuing to make Alec drive into me, slow but deep, I tilt my head back to watch where his hand connects with the ground. I moan with each gentle thrust, savoring how he takes me, and I him. Savoring our sharing of power. Savoring the way Alec looks at me as if I’m all that exists in this world.
I feel so fucking powerful—using this new magic while being adored by my mate.
And I know that he feels as powerful as I do.
I release his control back to him fully.Take me how you want me while you make the earth burn.
Alec answers me with a soft kiss and continues to push into me with the pace I set, never faltering. It’s instantly more pleasurable, more intimate, when the moves are his.
Why would I need to control Alec’s body to make love to me when he does it so well on his own?
He pulls away from my face and we turn our attention back to where his hand rests in the grass, both of us breathing heavily. My walls are already clenching around him at the sight, the overwhelming sensations of our mating bond bouncing within us, and the unexpected development that has come with it.
Through our bond, I’m aware of Alec pulling on that new power with ease, like he’s held and used the gift his whole life. He groans at having me wrapped around him mixed with the physical power swimming through his body—a sensation of deep magic he hasn’t felt before, previously only possessing a mental gift.
Alec’s expert movements within me stay steady, his slow glide draws out the pleasure of each stroke exquisitely.
“Yes,” I moan, encouraging him with the way he moves and the power he wields.
I’m hit with a strong wave of utter rapture down our bond as electricity breaks free from Alec’s hand, shimmering and crackling like my own currents, only his veins of magic glimmer with blue-black lights of night. He implodes one of the large trees with a deafening boom, decimating the tree into ethereal ash that disperse in the wind.
Alec’s eyes flutter closed.
Ellya.He clenches his jaw tight.Fuck, this feels good.The thought is barely a whisper skating across my mind with his sensual desire.You feel so good.
My orgasm builds as Alec sends down our bond his deep running power and elation, new to both of us. I hold him tight around his back and hook my ankles around his waist while the heat in my core begins to reach its peak.
Alec’s fist clenches in the dirt, and he releases another current of power, moving towards five targets at once.
I am going to come again,he tells me as his glorious light shines through the ground. They hit with precision and explode in a plume of blue-black, leathery scented smoke.
Alec cups my cheek with his dirty hand, and a small burst of electricity escapes from his fingertips, sending a tingly sensation over my skin. The sight, the smell, the newness of our power mingling and Alec’s flesh within me is too much. I crash as his hot cum pumps deep inside of me, pulling his face to mine and kissing him repeatedly, messily, as we release.
Keeping my eyes open, I watch the ecstasy on Alec’s face as he comes undone for me, electric currents escape from my fingertips, dancing across him, as his did me. My orgasm and currents pulse in time with each burst of his.
Everything about us is perfectly in tune. Our bodies; our magic; our souls.
We are meant for each other.
We lay together, panting, in our euphoric cocoon of magical, mating bliss for long, silent minutes. When the electric energy of our mating, and Alec’s display of power calms, he unsheathes himself from me in one long, wet pull, leaving a mess between my legs of our mixed pleasure and a smear of blood.
Alec gets up, bringing forth a sigh of displeasure from me, and I turn in his direction, gravitating towards him. He only laughs and goes to wet a cloth with a pitcher of water and returns to me. He gently turns me from my side to my back and nudges my knees to expose me to him.
Did I hurt you?Alec asks my mind nervously before he gingerly cleans me with the cloth, looking down on me with reverence.
My lips curl up, and I shake my head.I was made for you,I remind him, and he smiles—relieved.
After the initial pain of adjusting to Alec’s considerable size, I felt no discomfort at all, only an overwhelming sense of fullness and completion.
