“Does that turn you on, love?” his warm breath skims across my ear and I release a long moan, feeling his fingers push past the thin fabric of my underwear and dipping down lower. “How wet are you?” his deep voice rumbles against me.
I close my eyes and lean my head into his grip, losing all my senses except for the touch of his fingers sliding over my soaked, aching pussy. “Alexius,” I groan, pleading with panting breaths, aching for more. Heat is pulsing through me like wildfire, hitting every single nerve in my body.
“I’ve had a taste.” His fingers glide achingly soft against me, toying with me. “Every time I’m with you, I want more.” He lowers his head, nibbling on my neck with his fingers barely touching me. He’s teasing me, urging me to say the words he wants.
“Lose control. I’m begging you,” I whisper, giving him all the permission he needs.
My breath catches in my throat when he growls into my ear, grinding his dick against me as he pushes two fingers inside of me. He’s not losing control, he’s taking it. Fillingme, consuming me and dominating me as I melt against him, begging for more.
“I want you to be mine,” he rumbles deep in his chest.
His hand is wrapped against my pussy, his fingers pumping in and out, as his thumb pushes down, swirling against my clit. He’s ravaging me, building that carnal urge as his wet lips find my pulse again, strengthening that pressure that’s screaming to be set free.
“I’m fucking yours,” I pant as his hand tightens around my chin and his hips grind his hard cock against me. With each thrust against me, his fingers push further and curl deeper inside of me, reaching a spot that shoots energy from deep within to every single nerve ending in my body.
“Fuck,” I scream, my body spiralling into complete incineration as his teeth sink into my neck and he pushes himself against me, holding onto me, keeping me up as I lose all control. My mind, body, and soul are pushed over the edge, lost, giving myself to him.
Both of us lean against the door, panting and waiting for me to catch my breath. A few moments pass before he makes the first move. “We can’t keep doing this, Nora,” his voice cracks with words that strike hard as the chilly breeze hits my back, marking his distance.No, not again!
I spin to confront him, ready to pull him back, only to be shocked. Alexius is still standing, looking right at me. His face is lined with the same uncertainty flashing through me as his palm reaches for my cheek. “Love, I don’t know what to do. Fate isn’t on our side. No matter what choices we make, this won’t end the way we want it to.”
“Alexius! Baby Girl! What the fuck?” Alexius drops his hand, shifting his attention towards Daemyn’s frantic yelling as he storms through the door, invading our moment.
“How are you not sensing her?” he asks Alexius while pushing my shoes into my hands and leading me to the chair.
What the hell is going on now?
Alexius roars, ignoring everything around him. His anger is erupting out of him like the storm he is as he paces the kitchen. “Fuck! She’s at the far ends of the Halls. Right before the first fallen tree.”
“What is happening?”
Daemyn steps forward, pulling on his shoulder, halting him in place. “Babe, I’m sorry, I have to tell him,” he says, looking at my stunned eyes for a split second before turning his attention back to Alexius. “Think before you act, otherwise I won’t tell you this.” Despite Alexius’ jaw being so tense that it could crack, he gives Daemyn a firm nod. “The last time you were at the Halls, I snuck Nora out. She saw her. She didn’t sense her. I was shield—”
I flinch as he flings a chair across the kitchen, breaking it against the wall. “Fuck!” he screams as he pivots, catching Daemyn by the throat and wrapping his hands around, tightening his hold. “What the fuck were you thinking!”
Daemyn’s hands land on Alexius’ as I scream out, “No!” Alexius breathes heavily, his shoulders rising and lowering more than usual, but thankfully both of their hands drop.
“I told you, risks. It’s going to catch up to us,” he hisses over his shoulder and then his arm rams forward, punching the wall next to Daemyn’s head.
I take a deep swallow, listening to his growl before he turns to face Daemyn and me. “Okay, get her to the Golden Meadow. It’s the only way. It’s almost replenishing time, so everyone else will be locked up in the Halls and there are creatures to overpower any senses. Keep her up and away from them, and if any eagles come, find a way, Daemyn. I meanit,” he orders and then focuses his attention on me. “Go with him, Nora. I’ll come find you once I deal with Aphrodite.”
“No!” I scream, piercing my shrill voice through the air, causing both boys to stop. I’m back in that closet, being locked away, knowing there is nothing I can do except follow his orders. The worst part is, this time it’s truly my fault. I keep making him risk everything for me as he runs into danger. This time it’s coming to his front door. They told me they only come here if something is wrong, or they’re needing to demonstrate ownership. He suffers too much already, I will not be the reason he is tortured even more. “Alexius, no. You need Daemyn. I can’t let her hurt you. Isn’t there—” Alexius’ arm wraps around me, his fingers coming up, silencing my lips.
“Love, there is no discussion here.” He kisses the top of my head, holding me in his arms before he pulls my face towards his. “This is not about me. I am perfectly safe, I promise. Aphrodite would never hurt me. Trust me.”
Daemyn pops his head up from behind Alexius. “Trust him, babe. Aphrodite is not coming here for anything except for needing to use Alexius’s power or his body,” he chimes in, laughing at the last part.
“Not helping, Daemyn,” I hiss, making Alexius chuckle. “And you, Beast, what the hell? You just went into a fit of rage, throwing furniture, so stop lying. How bad is this?”
Alexius smacks Daemyn in the gut, keeping his eyes on me. “As unhelpful as Daemyn was, he’s right. She needs something. But since you two had a little date, I want to make sure Daemyn is right. And if you’re here and she catches you, Nora, I can’t have that. She isn’t like Zeus, but she has her ways to play games. Two times in a row and she will get suspicious over the mortal we are hoarding in our home.”
He swallows hard, dipping his head down closer to me, lowering his tone to that deep rumble that vibrates into me, “And if you don’t leave now, I’m going to have to make a run for it with you in my arms. You know I will. If I’m not here when she shows up, that might make things worse. Ignoring a summons is punishable.”
I sigh, knowing I have no choice but to agree when he phrases it that way and I let Daemyn lead me out.
“I’ll be in the meadows with you soon,” Alexius says as I glance over my shoulder, watching him straighten his spine and line his face with the impenetrable hard look of his armor.
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