Page 27 of Vathia
“And miss the show? Fine. But if he does anything you don’t like, I’ll take his good eyeball as payment.” Nero takes off out the open window.
“Clever bird,” Jesper murmurs, his breath brushing my skin, causing my skin to break out in bumps. “Are you saying yes?” he asks softly, his voice deep and husky as if he already knows my answer, which I suppose he does considering I can still feel him on the edges of my mind. He’s not pushing forinformation, just letting me know he’s there. It’s both erotic and strange having him inside my mind like this.
My tongue runs over my lips and he follows it with his eyes. “Yes,” I breathe.
His lips meet mine and devour me. He grips my neck and forces me to look up at him as he pulls away. “Good girl,” he growls, sounding half feral, and it has me melting with need for him. “I’ve been dreaming of this since I first kissed you. You say ‘stop’ at any time and I will, but until then, I’m going to savor everything about this—you—like it’s my last meal,” he growls before his lips meet mine again.
His fingers run along my arms, down my sides, and I feel my nipples pebble from his touches. A gasp leaves my mouth and he swallows it with his kiss, groaning back in response.
My arms wrap around his neck pulling me closer to him, and nothing has ever felt so right, other than my kiss with Killian. But this? I could live here in his arms. And I may be crazy for doing this or feeling so comfortable, but I know him. I’ve known them all my whole life even if I didn’t remember before. These males are home.
Jesper runs his tongue along my mouth and I let him in, meeting his with my own. He pushes me back onto the carpet beneath us and settles between my legs and I groan as he pushes his hard length against me. “Fuck, Ravina. I just want to make you come. Do I have to beg you to let me lick your cunt until I drown in your essence?”
I swallow. “I’ve never…”
He groans. “Thank the fucking fates, less fae for me to murder.” He sits up, his hands going to the laces of my leathers. “If you don’t like this, just tell me to stop and I will. As long as I get to kiss you whenever I want though, because after that taste you’re going to have to kill me if you won’t let me touch you again.”
Nerves and excitement course through me and I can’t help but nod my head. I need him; I need something, and I have a feeling only he’s going to be able to give me whatever it is I need right now—even if I’m not sure what exactly that is myself.
“Please. I need you to touch me. My skin feels like it’s going to burst.” It’s almost like I’m in a trance and all I need is him.
He grabs the top of my pants and pulls them roughly off me until I’m bare before him. Jesper spreads my legs and looks his fill, groaning as he reverently leans down and kisses my lips before making his way down my body, each kiss searing through my skin with white-hot pleasure. When he settles his head between my legs, his breath along my wet cunt has me clenching with need. Jesper starts off slow and his tongue sliding through me has me gasping, my back arching off the floor.
“Fuck, you taste even better than I could have ever dreamed,” is the last thing I hear before he buries his face and feasts on me like I’m the last thing he will ever eat.
The sensations are almost too much to bear as he licks and sucks the most tender parts of me. “Jesper,” I gasp as I clutch his hair, holding him to me, and his moan reverberates right through me and sends shock waves across my body as I scream and shake in pleasure. It’s too much in the best way and with only one orgasm, I’m addicted. Of course, I’ve gotten myself off before, but never with another, and I’m shocked at how fast he was able to wring one out of me; it seems he knows my own body better than I do. At this point I don't even care, he could live down there for the rest of our lives.
He gives my clit a tender kiss, causing me to gasp before giving me an impish grin. “Are you okay? Want me to stop?” he asks as if he doesn’t already know the answer.
“There’s more?” I ask in a daze, my chest heaving as my body cools off from whatever tongue magick he just performed.
“So much more,” he purrs, sliding a finger through my slick center causing me to groan as heat begins to build in my lower stomach again.
“Let me help you first,” I pant as he casually slides a single digit inside me. “Fucking fates.”
“Let me taste you one more time, and then I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, I swear.” He doesn’t even let me answer before his head is buried back between my legs, this time with his finger pumping and curling in and out of me, hitting places that make sparks burst behind my lids. When he adds the second, I clench hard and he nips my clit, causing me to fall with unimaginable pleasure again.
My body shakes and tenses as I ride his face through this orgasm, and when I come down, he leaves a trail of tender kisses all the way back up to my lips before laying beside me on the floor. He nuzzles my neck and murmurs. “I can’t wait for the day I can seat you on my cock like the Queen you are.”
“Why not now?” I murmur, getting brave.
He trails a finger down my face. “Because I don’t think you’re ready for everything that comes with letting me ravish your body. If I do it right, which I’m sure I will, you won’t be able to walk straight for days.”
I roll my eyes and grab his cock through his leathers and he groans, thrusting lightly into my grip. “Well if you won’t fuck me, maybe I can take you in my mouth?” I need this. I can’t explain it, but I need to bring him pleasure like he did for me.
Jesper groans and nods as he lays back, watching me with eyes so heated that I feel like prey. With this newfound hunger raging inside me, I unlace his pants before pulling them down. His cock bobs as I free it from its confines and it’s already glistening with need. As I bring my mouth down to taste him, I notice his thigh.
A mark faded and so similar to mine. A tattoo matching my sword and lightning but missing the other pieces.
He notices where I’m looking and his gaze widens in fear. “Listen, I can explain.”
I move away from him, covering myself. “What the hell is that? Why in the fates does it match mine? Did you do this to me?” I raise my shirt to show him the mystery mark that appeared.
His throat bobs as he swallows. “I think we should get the others so we can explain.”
“Explain what?” I yell, my eyes burning with unshed tears.
“Fuck, Rav. I didn’t want to keep this from you. I swear, I wanted to tell you the moment it happened. We recently came to an agreement and I was trying to find the right time. The others thought it would be a good idea to wait until you got your memories back. And then, we were waiting for Talyn to arrive so we could sit you down and explain—”
