Page 21 of A Drink of Destiny
“Feel free to jack off,” he said without glancing up at me. “I can smell how hard you are down here.”
“I—what?”
“Just don’t cum until I tell you to. Sex magic is older than most other sorts,” Alvis said, carving into the stone again.
“What? Do you want me to cum on that?” I asked, my lion lifting his maned head ready to get started.
“NO!” Alvis said, finally looking over his shoulder at me. “Eww… Annila doesn’t want your cum. That belongs to me and I’m the last person she wants to piss off right now. I want you to cum when it’s time to empower this thing in a few minutes. You don’t have to do it, but it smells like your balls are about to explode.”
He wasn’t lying about that.
“Will it like tie me to the magic or something?” I asked.
“No,” he shook his head. “That would take blood. We all put off energy when we orgasm. Everyone does. Just most people don’t do anything with it. But you’re right over there. So, I’llfocus it and it’ll give the spell some extra umph. You just have to focus on me.”
“It’s impossible to do anything else.”
“Then let’s put that to work,” he teased and wiggled his ass at me.
“Keep it up and I’m going to break the circle to cum on your ass.”
“Go ahead. Cum doesn’t break magical barriers like this one,” he shrugged. “It’s to keep negative forces out. Now, if your sperm hightail it the other way when they touch the barrier, we’re going to have to have a long talk about why you didn’t tell me that your swimmers were evil villains waiting to be born.”
“Who knows?” I teased him.
“You better know. If I hear any talk of world domination coming from your balls, I’m out of here,” he grinned. “I have enough battle hungry people around already. I want to get this made and then go off on our own for a bit.” His scent was a little worried and I hated that I couldn’t just soothe it all away.
“No negative energy. Go back to thinking about my ass or whatever has you that hard,” Alvis said, picking up the change in my scent.
I was as naked as my mate so taking my dick in my hand wasn’t hard. I focused on the long, lean muscles of his legs and arms. He was strong even if he didn’t look like a gym rat. The muscles of his back and ass tensed again as the fang scraped against the stone, carving out a little piece of another tiny symbol. I almost asked what all the symbols meant but didn’t want to interrupt his magic. Instead, I squeezed my dick imagining that it was his warm, slick omegahole hugging me tight. Alvis let out a long, slow breath and I stroked down my cock, relaxing into the warmth of my own hand. His ass tensed again, and he mumbled something under his breath. His scentwas everywhere or at least he was all I could smell. He was slick but still concentrated on the task at hand.
“Take your time,” he whispered. “Don’t get in too big of a rush. I need a bit longer to finish up and I can’t rush this.”
“I’m not sped up yet.”
“Your scent is growing urgent, though,” he said. “It’s hot. So fucking hot. I’m not even looking at you and I can feel the energy of your fist pumping.”
I swallowed a groan. He was trying to undo me as he dug into the stone again. Whenever all this was done, we’d be alone and finally solidify our reunion. I’d sink my teeth into the curve of his shoulder and lay my claiming bite. We’d make love by the fire, and he’d drink my blood again as he drained my claiming gland.
“We’ll run off and take him somewhere there isn’t anyone to interrupt us,”my lion purred into my thoughts.
Phantom fur brushed against the inside of my ribs as he reached out for Alvis. Only Alvis still had his hands full with the stone disk and the fang. I stroked myself a little faster, finding a steady rhythm that followed the gentle thrum of Alvis’s heartbeat.
“Slow…” he whispered. “You’ve got to take your time. Magic is both impatient and the eternal fount of patience. It’s everything in duality and everything in between. Right now, timing is everything. I’ve had your blood, and I want your energy too. I want all that raw sexual desire and passion to wrap around me so that I can mold into something beyond our imaginations. Can I have that, Raiel? Can I?”
Shit. I’d give him my beating heart itself if that’s what he asked for. I nodded but he couldn’t see me. I managed to grunt my agreement but couldn’t slow my fist down. Alvis carved faster as if he’d already latched onto the hot sex hungry energy radiating from my body. The fang cut through the stone likemy claws might make quick work of it. I imagined one of my claws in his hand lending him the slicing and carving power that our bloodline had cultivated over millenniums. Maybe I’d grow them out and then he could make something out of the tips. He could wear them like a necklace to let everyone know we belonged to each other, and I’d take their intestines and make them into bows if they messed with him.
“That’s it,” Alvis whispered. “Keep givingthatto me.”
I swallowed down a growl not wanting to disturb the rest of the house. My lion roared inside his inner sanctum but all I could think about was how much I wanted to give everything to Alvis. My heart, my soul, my memories, my home – and of course my dick. I longed for the honor and the privilege to sink into his body as our hungry mouths kissed until they bled and then we remembered that we had to exchange those life-altering claiming bites.
“Two more symbols, alpha. Not much longer,” Alvis said, his voice sounded deep and throaty as if he was struggling to focus or perhaps my energy was raining down on him enough to sink into his pores and let him know just how badly I wanted him.
“Once I’m finished carving, you can cum for me. I’ll tell you when.”
“Please,” I growled out the word. “Let me cum on your ass so that everyone knows you’re mine.”
The fang carved into stone, sliding through it with a grinding sound that made me want to pump my fist harder and faster, but I held back for him. I could hold on a little longer for him. Just a little fucking longer.
