Page 12 of Bond & Protect

“Elias, don’t leave.” I reach him just as he gets outside the cabin and grab his arm before he can leave. “Don’t walk out on me. Let’s talk about this. Let’s…”

Now it’s time for my words to trail off because this is awkward as hell. I haven’t ever found myself in a position like this before, and I have no idea how to handle it.

“What?” he demands, his arms folded across his chest. “What could you possibly have to say to me after that? This is all very serious, Mila. It isn’t a joke.”

“I know. I’m the one trapped here and accused of something I didn’t do. You don’t think that’s endlessly frustrating for me as well?” I snap right back because I know this is my fault, but Elias hasn’t been great to me either. He has to understand that much. “It’s been hard. I want you to find this damn Rift place more than anything so I can get back to normal.”

Is that true? Do I really want to leave here? I want my freedom, yes. But do I want to go? I’m becoming less certain of everything by the minute. This is starting to feel like my whole life.

He clucks his tongue and rolls his eyes. “Whatever, Mila. I don’t need you to explain yourself to me. You do whatever the hell you want to. I don’t care.”

He does care, though. It’s written all over his face. I dare to take a little step closer to him, because I have this feeling that if we just connect a little, then I can make it all okay again. I don’t know if Elias wants to move away from me, but he doesn’t. He’s frozen, like a statue.

I get close. So close, his eyes burning into mine while we wait for the other to speak first. The single thread holding us back breaks. We come together in a clashing of bodies, finally caving to the temptation that has been burning between us for what feels like forever.

This kiss is phenomenal. Different from kissing Amos, but just as electrifying. Only Elias isn’t holding himself back. He roughly shoves me up against the wall of the cabin and rolls himself between my legs, pressing himself up against me.

I gasp out as I really feel him, all of him. Holy shit, his rock-hard cock is massive. I want to feel him, all of him. I know I was just hot and heavy over another guy a moment ago, but that doesn’t change anything. The ache I have for Elias––that I’ve had ever since we first laid eyes on him––is so powerful it almost knocks me off my feet. Thank goodness he’s holding me upright…

All of a sudden, his lips move off mine, leaving me gasping for air. My chest rises and falls heavily with each and every ragged breath. But what really surprises me is the way Elias seems to be tumbling down now. His legs don’t have the strength to keep him upright either…

But then his hands bunch up my tee shirt dress in his fists, and I realize this is something different. His lips haven’t stopped kissing me. They’re just pressing against my panties now, sending lightning bolts of soaking wet desire all the way through me.

I let out a whimper as Elias shreds my panties in his fingers. I can’t even gather myself up for a moment, before his tongue has connected with my core. His lips surround my clit and he has become an absolute mad man on a mission, determined to coax the orgasm from me.

Every time he tugs and teases, he sends me into an oblivion. I toss my head back so hard it hits the cabin, but that only adds to the dizziness cascading over me. I try and grab onto the wall behind me, to give me something to hold on to so I don’t fall, but there’s nothing there.

No man has ever been between my thighs before in any way, so I wasn’t expecting the hot streams of air coming out of Elias’s mouth to feel so freaking intoxicating. With every flicker of his tongue, he drags me deeper under the waters of pleasure with him. I’m sinking, drowning, and I can’t get enough. The burning hot bliss is an absolute onslaught, driving me wild.

I can’t work out if Elias is doing this because he likes me, or because it’s become a competition now, but fucking hell… I can’t be rational about this. I’m a whimpering, purring mess, unable to keep control of myself, no matter how hard I try. Elias has all the power over my body and he’s pushing me closer to the edge by the moment with those powerful broad strokes of his…

And then I fall.

I tumble head first into the abyss of pleasure, screaming and ricocheting with a sensation akin to heaven as I do. All my fantasies, all the nights I’ve spent lonely touching myself, are nothing compared to this. If this is how great Elias can make me feel on the tip of his tongue, I can only begin to picture what it’d be like to have him buried deep inside of me.

The imagination, plus the reality of him tasting me, causes me to scream like crazy. I’m sure everyone in the forest can hear me, animals and humans alike. I might be affecting The Rift from here. But Elias doesn’t stop. Not until I’m absolutely drained and sinking downwards because I no longer have a scrap of strength within me. He’s taken it all.

I sink into his lap, and he holds me, satisfied. I can’t pinpoint why. I still don’t know if it’s solely because of me or because of Amos, but I like it nonetheless. Right now, it doesn’t matter. Right now, I’m basking in the sensation of his arms wrapped around me. I know this isn’t something that Elias does a lot, I can just tell, so it feels very special.

Although I have no idea what it means for us moving forward. I guess right now, there’s no way to tell. I’ll just have to wait to find out, however long it takes…

5

AMOS

Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit. I am in so much trouble.

Elias had murder in his eyes as he stared at me before he stormed out of here. I pace up and down in the bedroom, still in my human form, despite being way less confident like this, waiting for my punishment.

Elias obviously has a thing for Mila. I’ve been able to see that for a while now. It’s in how he talks to her, looks at her, and acts around her. But despite him being my alpha, that wasn’t enough to stop me. I got all caught up in the beautiful web that Mila casts around her, and I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t resist kissing her.

But now I’m about to face the dire consequences of that. A part of me wants to run like the wind to protect myself from the outburst. But I know that will make it worse. I’ve already been in trouble because I was ‘missing’, I don’t want to do that again.

So I just have to wait it out until he finally comes here to kill me.

I kinda hope one of the other guys turns up first. Liam, maybe because he’s got such a calming personality, or Sydney because he’s so rational, but I just know I’m not about to get that lucky. I have to face the consequences of what I’ve done and accept my punishment.

What was that? A strange sound comes from below, from just outside the cabin. Since I don’t quite want to go down the stairs just yet, I lean out the bedroom window to see what I can spot. If this is danger, then anything I’ve done isn’t going to matter…

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