Page 61 of Those That Are Lost
Ty gently lays me back onto our discarded clothes before taking his thumb to my clit. He keeps the pressure extra gentle and begins circling the oversensitive bud. Everything zeros back in on that one zone. I can feel another orgasm building, my body releasing from the last. It's like the silence before a storm.
“You’re so beautiful Red,” Ty whispers into my ear as he curls his body above me. He lays more words between us as he kisses down my neck. “Are you going to be a good girl and come for me again?”
I can only nod as my hands grip his sides, the feel of him my only anchor to this world.
“Let go, Red.” His voice growls through me. “Come for me and this time I’ll make you mine.”
That does it.
Pleasure explodes from my core and cascades up my body. Only it's met with a fiery heat exploding from my neck as Ty sinks his fangs deep into the side of my throat. I’m catapulted into the stratosphere, stars exploding behind my eyes as I feel him draw from me at the same time as thrusting himself into me. It's a high like nothing I’ve ever felt.
It reverberates around my body, echoing as it subsides. Beneath it I feel a tether forming. It's raw and sensitive, delicate like a silk weave.
Ty pulls back, his fangs leaving my body. I want to cry out, I swear tears are immediately filling my eyes. The loss is devastating and I claw my fingers against his ribs to get it back. But I feel him linger, suckling on my neck, drawing blood and drinking it down until he finally swipes the pad of his tongue over the skin to seal the wounds.
Moving his hands to hold me in an iron grip, Ty flips us without fully breaking our connection. Our positions are now reversed. He’s under me, my thighs straddling his hips. The sudden movement jolts my head into thinking. I stare down at the male beneath me. My blood drips down his chin, his fangs are coated in it as he sucks oxygen into his lungs, mouth hanging open.
His hips start thrusting upwards and I kick into motion.He’s mine.
Grinding down onto him, pushing him deeper, I place my hands on his firm chest to keep myself balanced. I watch every incremental change in his face, I watch as the orgasm builds in his eyes and he’s panting out my name.
The second he throws his head back, exposing his throatto me, and filling me with jets of his hot cum, I drop forwards.
“I love you,” I whisper into his neck, before plunging my fangs into the side where his pulse flutters beneath the skin.
Warm hot blood floods my mouth and I swallow it down, it's like hot cinnamon and a hit of pure adrenaline. Driven by instinct, I pull on his skin slightly to widen the puncture wounds in his skin. My entire jaw ignites in a tingling I haven’t felt before. It’s different to the aching I felt before my fangs came in. A more viscous substance is released into my mouth, from where I’m not entirely sure, but it mixes with Ty’s blood as I cling to his neck.
It's only as Ty relaxes underneath me that I pull away. I don’t pull off him though, his softening cock still connecting us physically.
As I sit up halfway, he lifts his hand to gently move my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck on the side he’d plunged his fangs into. I watch his face grow in wonder as he gently caresses the skin, dragging his fingertips over the already sealed mark. The movement releases shivers across my body. I look down as Ty’s fingers dip lower. He’s swiping up blood congealing on my skin. It seems some had escaped his drinking and has run down my collarbone and dripped onto my chest.
Seeing him suck my blood off his fingers shouldn’t elicit the heat that pools in my lower abdomen but it happens and I squirm in his lap. Ty offers me one of his signature one-sided grins at my reaction.
He sits up, keeping me firmly in place, so we are nose to nose.
“Are you wanting to go for four, Red?” he challenges.
“No,” I admit. “Not right now.” Despite the rush of heat, I can feel how deliciously sore I am from what we just did. Asmy body contracts around his sheathed cock Ty lets out a half groan, half whimper.
“You are going to have less of a choice if you do that again.” He tries to be stern but I see the glimmer of teasing in his eyes.
I lift my hand from his pec to cup his cheek, feeling like I’m staring at him for the first time. Drinking in his lethal beauty. That raw tether I felt earlier gives a tug. It's more tangible now in my mind.
“My mate,” I whisper in quiet wonder. It's him I feel at the end of the tether. Him in all his dark power and shadow.
“Mine,” he replies before kissing me softly. It's without tongues, delicate and tender. It’s binding and reverent.
As I peel away, I feel the shadows part above us. They stay, but sink down to the plateau we are currently sprawled on. Above us, brilliant streaks of green and pink light up the star filled sky. We both stare at the Aurora above us, whilst clinging to each other in the wake of what we’ve created.
This is it. We’re bonded now. Unbreakable. After everything we’ve been through, it feels right. As hard and painful as some days have been, they’ve led us here. And nothing can alter our connection now. I won’t let it.
The cold eventually drives us into the cave. Ty carries me across the ledge and into the dark carved out space. We’re both surprised by the level of comfort we find. A firepit is already loaded with matches off to the side. A bed of furs and thick weave blankets is spread out next to it and there's baskets with other amenities lining the back wall.
Ty makes quick work of lighting the timbers and heating the space. He ducks out to gather our clothing but dumps it all in a pile before joining me in amongst the many blankets. He tucks me into his chest and pulls on his shadows to hide us from the outside world before we both snuggle down.
We kiss and touch and whisper reverent promises and “Ilove you’s,” but as the cave warms and the night catches up to both of us sleep drags us under.
‘Reachout to the other packs. If they know, she’ll be safer. The claim will be official now. Figure out how to contact…’
