Page 85 of The Dark Rising
No one has done this to me before, and this new feeling of his mouth on me, the heat of it, the smooth glide of his tongue as he tastes me has me opening my eyes to look at him. The sight of him between my thighs, the sounds he’s making as if he’s been needing this more than air sends something feral unfurling inside of me. His gaze clashes with mine, his so dark, dominant, and possessive, it just adds to the pleasure building within me. I could stop this, I could let my power out and shove him off me, I could tell him to stop and I know he would. But I don’t want this to stop, I want more.
“Darius,” I breathe as he moves lower to my entrance, and then his tongue is inside of me. The noise he makes is more animal than male, and he groans as he tastes me properly for the first time. I whimper as he continues to use his tongue to get me closer to the edge.
He moves back up to my clit, and his tongue moves in a circular motion that has my breath hitching, my legs shaking. He wants me to come, I can see it in his eyes, they way they glint as he keeps them on me.
“Has anyone ever tasted you like this?” he growls, his power floating from his hands and over my stomach.
I shake my head. “Never.” My reply is a breathy whisper as more heat pools in my stomach.
His eyes darken further, a possessive rumble coming from his chest. “You taste of wildness,” he murmurs against me. “Of sweetness, power. Mine.” Two fingers are suddenly inside of me, then curling as he bites down on my clit, and I’m soaring. Long groan comes from me as my back comes off the desk. I feel myself clenching around his fingers, hearing how wet I am as he thrusts them in and out of me. He removes his fingers suddenly, his tongue replacing them as he lets out a low groan as he cleans up every bit of me. His fingers will leave prints with how hard he’s grabbing my waist as he pulls me closer to his mouth, licking me everywhere and making sure he gets every last drop. “Delicious,” he growls into me, giving my clit one last lick that makes me jolt with how sensitive it is.
I slump back against the desk, vaguely aware that something is digging into me, but I’m too relaxed to care. Darius’s mouth is gone from me, then he moves until his lips are on mine. I give in and open for him. I can taste myself on his tongue as it devours me, and it makes me moan, loving and hating that I’m inside of him in some way, just like he said.
“Now we are ready to go,” he whispers against my lips, and I watch him with half-lidded eyes as he nips my jaw and gets up. He gathers my shorts, gently pulling them up my legs before lifting me by the waist in one arm, pulling them back on me. With no underwear in sight, I raise a brow at him. He lifts them and shows me the material before he puts them in his pocket, like they are his to keep.
“They’re mine,” I tell him, my body still high on the pleasure he just unexpectedly gave me. He takes a hold of my arms and pulls me up.
“Not anymore, little wolf.” I huff, and his smirk is down right dirty as he licks his lips. “Nothing is solely yours anymore.” I scowl at him, but he chuckles and moves over to the shelf as I right my clothes, ignoring how my bra scrapes against my sensitive nipple where he had his mouth on it.
“What was that about,” I mutter, still catching my breath.
He doesn’t turn around as he speaks. “I knew going to my father’s wouldn’t exactly be what you would call a ‘good time’, for either of us.” he says, his voice low. “I wanted to taste you before we went there.”
“Why?” I ask, tilting my head.
He walks back over to me, sliding his hands up my bare thighs and I shiver, ignoring how his lips tip up at my reaction to him. “Because with the taste of you still on my tongue, with you less tense because of me.” His eyes are full of smugness at that. “I can take you in there knowing that you don’t belong to him, or anyone who came before me. Or anyone who had ever put their hands on you, or watched you.” He growls the last word, his eyes flashing black and I swallow roughly. “They don’t own any part of your body, Rhea. You didn’t give it to them freely, you didn’t let them see you freely. You will never be in that position again, little wolf.”
“Like I was outside Witches Rest?” I snark, trying to deflect how his words settle something deep inside of me. He lets out a deep breath, his jaw ticking, like he hates what he saw. My eyes slip away. “So you wanted to claim some sort of ownership instead?”
“You already know I own you.” I scowl and he chuckles like it’s funny. “You wanted what I gave you, even if you are too stubborn to ask.” I wouldn’t even know how. Gods, my cheeks heats even thinking about it, but he’s right. If he can take me out of my own head for a few moments, give me something other than the pain I feel after everything that has happened, I’ll take it. Even from the enemy. “We don’t have to like each other to give pleasure, but it isn’t a chore for me to be between your thighs, little wolf. I wanted my mouth where it hasn’t been before, and I would gladly suffocate from it. Owning you, tasting you, making you squirm until you come on my face again and again,” he whispers in a low tone, and I squeeze my thighs together, my sensitive flesh throbbing. He smirks, dipping his head and nipping at my neck. “I would gladly keep you in my bed, sated, satisfied, clawing at my back as I make you beg for more. That day will come, little wolf. My cock will be back where it belongs.”
“You can’t say things like that,” I tell him. Does he want me mindless? Because my body seems to like his words and I haven’t got a Gods’ chance in Vrohkaria of stopping my reaction to them.
“You don’t like hearing the things I want to do to you?” I look away from him, my cheeks now on fire. He presses his hard cock into me, letting me know just how he feels about where his cock should be. “I thought so.” I huff as he runs a finger down my cheek, before rubbing his nose with mine. “Adorable,” he chuckles. “Time to go.”
“Adorable?” I ask, my eyes wide but we are already porting out of there.
Thirty One
Rhea
IgripDariustightlyas we land outside a large, family sized cabin. A bench swing sways gently back and forth on the wraparound porch, with chimes hanging from the roof creating a melody of its own as the breeze flows through it. Leaves are littered on the wooden floor, the worn steps full of them and rotting. It’s eerily silent, and there isn’t another home to be seen. Just empty, green land with what looks like a barn further back off the house with woodlands surrounding us.
“This is your home?” I ask Darius as I step back from him and rub my arms, a sudden chill taking a hold of me.
He nods. “Yeah, this is where we used to live until I became the Alpha of the Elites and my father became a Higher. He moved us to a town closer to Wolvorn Castle when he became one, so this has just been left empty for a long time. He used to come out here sometimes, and I would go with him on a few occasions, hunting in the forest and he would teach me about being an Elite.”
“He was an Elite before a Higher?” I ask, not really wanting to talk about him.
“Yeah, you have to be an Elite first, and then you can become a Higher if you are chosen. My father taught me everything I know as I would eventually take over for him as the Alpha of the Elites. He was a Higher and the Elites’ Alpha for a time until I was ready. Then he wanted me to become a Higher.”
I look over at him and see the tension in his body. “You didn’t want to become a Higher, did you?”
“I didn’t want to be stuck in a castle, going to meetings all the time and being present for every trial when someone broke the laws of Vrohkaria. I still don’t. It was never in my plans. The Elites is where I want to be, and will always be.”
I can tell he feels strongly about this, the conviction in his voice, the determination in his eyes. This male will not waver in this.
“What happens when we take Charles and the other Highers down? There will be no ruling body, people will descend into their own chaos. There has to be some form of authority, and I guess the Elites could be it. Well, a new form of Elites that are solely to protect the Lands of Vrohkaria and not do the Highers’ bidding.”
