Page 53 of Faeheart
“I love you too, Elias.”
Chapter 20
Elias
The morning light streaming through the windows felt different somehow, warmer and more golden than it had any right to be. I stirred slowly, immediately aware of Wild still pressed against my chest, my arm draped possessively across his waist. Through our newly completed bond, I could feel his contentment like a physical warmth spreading through my chest, mixed with a lazy arousal that made me smile against the pillow.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I murmured against his neck, my voice rough with sleep and satisfaction.
Wild stretched languidly in my arms, a soft sound of pleasure escaping his lips as he pushed back against me. Through our bond, I felt his sleepy amusement at finding me hard again, pressed against the curve of his ass.
“Mmm, someone’s eager this morning,” he purred, his voice still thick with sleep but tinged with that familiar, playful edge. “Did you even get soft last night?”
Heat flooded my cheeks as my embarrassment tried to come to the surface, but I pushed it back. I wasn’t going to give into those feelings anymore, not when Wild had asked me so earnestly to fall asleep inside him. But, sometime during thenight, I must have slipped free. However, now I was rock hard again, nestled between his cheeks like I belonged there. Through our connection, I felt his satisfaction at my obvious desire, mixed with a tender affection that made my chest tight.
“I can’t help it,” I admitted, pressing a kiss to the sensitive spot where his neck met his shoulder. I ground my hard cock against his ass, savoring the friction. “Being this close to you, feeling everything you feel... it’s intoxicating.”
Wild turned in my arms, his green eyes bright with mischief and something deeper. In the morning light, I could see faint traces of his fae nature still lingering, a subtle luminescence to his skin, the way his hair seemed to catch light that wasn’t quite there. The sight of him like this, rumpled and glowing and mine, sent a surge of possessive desire through our bond.
“We should probably get up,” he said, though he made no move to leave the circle of my arms. “The others will be wondering if we survived the soul bonding process.”
“Let them wonder,” I growled, surprising myself with the confidence in my voice. “I’m not ready to share you with the world yet.”
Wild’s laugh was delighted, his pleasure at my protectiveness coursing through our connection. “Look at you, getting all territorial. I like this side of you, Elias.”
Before I could respond, a sharp knock at our door made us both freeze. Through the bond, I felt Wild’s spike of annoyance mixed with reluctant amusement.
“Guys?” Caden’s voice came through the wood, carefully neutral but tinged with concern. “The house... it’s different this morning. Everything’s glowing, and we can feel—” He paused, and I could practically hear him blush through the door. “Well, we can feel that you’re both alive and...satisfied.”
Atlas’s deeper voice joined in, gruff with what sounded suspiciously like amusement. “The tetrad bond has definitely evolved. We’re getting a lot more sensory feedback than before.”
Wild and I exchanged glances, both of us suddenly aware of how our completed soul bond might be affecting our connection to Caden and Atlas. Through our shared consciousness, I could sense the others more clearly than ever, Caden’s gentle contentment mixed with curiosity, Atlas’s protective satisfaction at knowing we were safe and happy.
“We’ll be down in a few minutes,” I called out, my voice steadier than I felt. “Just... give us a moment to get dressed.”
“Take your time,” Atlas replied, and I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. “But don’t be too long. The ethereal servants have made some kind of magical breakfast feast that’s hovering above the dining table.”
As their footsteps retreated down the hall, Wild turned to face me fully, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Well, that’s going to be an interesting conversation.”
“Do you think they felt... everything?” I asked, heat rising to my cheeks despite my newfound confidence.
Wild trailed his fingers down my chest, sending shivers through our connection. “Probably not the details, but definitely the intensity.” His lips curved into a wicked smile. “Maybe they enjoyed the show through the bond.”
The thought sent an unexpected jolt of arousal through me, which Wild clearly felt through our connection. His eyebrows shot up, and a delighted laugh escaped him.
“Elias Thorne! Are you getting turned on by the idea of Caden and Atlas feeling us through the bond?” He pressed closer, his body warm against mine. “That’s deliciously kinky of you.”
“I’m not—” I started to protest, then stopped as Wild’s knowing look silenced me. Through our completed bond, therewas no hiding the truth of my reactions. “Fine, maybe a little. It’s just... different than I expected. Feeling them connected to us.”
Wild’s expression softened, his hand coming up to cup my face. “The tetrad bond is evolving. All four of us are becoming more... intertwined. It’s natural to have complicated feelings about it.”
I leaned into his touch, marveling at how easily he could read me now, how completely our souls had merged during the night. “I never thought I’d want this kind of connection with anyone, let alone three people.”
“And yet here we are,” Wild said softly. “Glowing and satisfied and completely tangled up in each other.” He pressed a quick kiss to my lips before sliding out of bed, stretching lavishly in the morning light. He made sure to turn toward me, giving me the full view of his nudity. “Come on, let’s go see what this magical breakfast is all about. I’m starving after last night’s... activities.”
I watched him move around the room, gathering clothes with casual grace, his naked body still bearing faint marks from our lovemaking. Through our bond, I could feel his awareness of my gaze, his pleasure at my appreciation. It was strange and wonderful, this constant feedback loop of emotions and sensations.
By the time we made it downstairs, dressed and somewhat presentable, I could feel Caden and Atlas waiting for us in the dining room. Their anticipation hummed through our tetrad connection, curiosity and affection mingled with something that felt almost like reverence.
