Page 23 of A Drink of Destiny
“What about Arrick?” he asked, taking my hand in his.
“I told him where we’d be. He’s a big boy. He can come and go as he pleases. He’ll be planning our mating feast. I hope that’s alright. He’ll work with Beal, too, of course, and any of your pride who wants to come is welcome. It just gives him something to do while we’re sequestered away and believe me, I’m going to eat someone – in the not so nice way – if we don’t get some alone time soon.”
Raiel dropped my hand long enough to pull the black shirt on over his head and to turn out the light. It occurred to me that he hadn’t officially asked Crilus for time off but surely the elf-wolf-crow expected him to take some time off after meeting me. He wouldn’t have to work at all if he didn’t want to. Hell, I was to that point hundreds of years ago but couldn’t imagine sitting on my hands and not doing anything. Maybe once we had a few kids I’d feel differently.
“Are we taking both cars?” Raiel asked once we had our shoes and were outside.
“Fuck,” I swore under my breath. “Yeah. Let’s take them both. I know you live here and I don’t think they’d tow you, but if we run into a situation where we’d need them both, I’d rather have them than not.”
“Uhh… Why would they tow me?” Raiel arched a brow. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”
“The vibe with Annila is off,” I shrugged. “I think she just needs some time but when someone asks to personally cut out someone’s heart, I think it’s wise to give them some space.”
“Sharon hurt her, huh?” he asked.
“I don’t know, mate, and it’s getting harder and harder to concentrate on it. Let’s get on the road before I totally lose my senses and jump you right here in the driveway.”
“How long would that keep Sharon away for?” he smirked.
“That’s not how that works,” I laughed, heading toward my car.
I loved to drive but hated being away from Raiel. The drive to the estate was uneventful except for how hard and slick I was by the time we pulled in. Thankfully, no one came out to meet us when we got there. That would’ve been awkward if easy to explain about how recently Raiel and I had met. Every inch of my body felt like it would melt off if Raiel didn’t touch me soon. Even my toes were little torches that threatened to burn through my shoes.
“Fuck me,” I cursed under my breath as I killed the engine.
Heat was always a son of a bitch, but I had a feeling this wasn’t a simple heat brought on by a shift in my hormonal cycle. The true-mate magic deemed it had waited long enough for us to exchange our claiming vows and it kick starting this heat cycle was a way to push us forward. This time I let Raiel carry the bags inside and I unlocked the door. I could’ve given him the grand tour, but my head wasn’t in the hospitality game. Instead, I stripped at the door. All these damn clothes were too hot to keep on when a furnace was burning on high inside me.
Raiel grinned, dropping the bags by the door and kicking off his shoes. His eyes never left me as I stripped down. Since he still hadn’t gotten the message that I didn’t like to be naked alone, I started on his clothes as soon as mine were gone. He laughed and lifted his arms for me to pull his shirt over his head. I made quick work of his fly and stripped him as naked as I was. We stood there in the guesthouse entryway naked and hard. I was so fucking slick for this man that I didn’t know what to do with myself.
“Kids are a yes still, right?” he triple-checked. “I didn’t have time to grab condoms.”
“No condoms,” I shook my head. “Wait. No condoms unless you want them. I don’t need them.”
“Okay. We’re good. You’re allowed to relax now,” he said, reaching out for me. “You’re so warm to the – Oh!”
“Yeah. Heat. I am good. Well, I’m good at what we’re about to do,” I laughed because I was just rambling now.
Raiel pulled me in against his muscular naked body and our lips crashed together. I plunged my tongue into his hungry mouth, twirling with his as his teeth grazed over it. His chased mine back into my own mouth and my fangs elongated. Only it wasn’t his blood I craved. I walked backwards, taking him with me as I led him through the house. Thankfully for my heels and calves nothing had changed since my last visit. I led him straight to the only bedroom on the first floor and pulled him inside. I flicked on the light long enough to check that the sheets and bedding were clean and in place. Then I shoved him down onto his back and climbed onto the bed to straddle him. His big, warm hands found my thighs and caressed them as our mouths came back together for another long, slow, tongue-filled kiss. Coppery blood splashed over my tongue and Raiel moaned into the kiss. He was as hard as I was. I swore if I could’ve just paid attention I could have heard the pulse in our cocks thrumming along, fast and hard.
In a swift move filled with feline grace, Raiel flipped us over and I found myself flat on my back gazing up at the bigger man. He gave me one last kiss on the lips before turning his attention to kissing up and down my throat. For a split second, I thought he was going straight for my claiming gland, and I wouldn’t have blamed him if he did. It was filled with the clear magical fluid we needed to exchange to ignite our bond in this lifetime. Instead, his mouth grazed over my flesh until he found one of my hard, pink nipples and bit it. I moaned, running my hands through his hair and entwining my fingers. His tongue flicked back and forthover the hard, little nub before moving fast to the other side to bite the other. He kissed it and then his warm, giving mouth slid down my stomach. He kissed my navel on the way down and lifted my legs onto his shoulders as his mouth grew closer to my hard dick. His mouth found the head and kissed it too. He showered my shaft in kisses, his lips fluttering here and there, teasing me in a way that almost felt like worship. His tongue came next, sliding up and down my shaft, drawing zigzag lines as if he was trying to taste as much of me as possible all at once. He licked down to my balls and traced the textured skin of my scrotum before going lower to the warmest, slickest part of me.
Raiel teased me by tracing circles around my gushing omegahole with his textured feline tongue. My breath caught in my throat for a second and morphed into a moan as his tongue found my core. I ran my fingers through his thick, soft hair again and rocked my hips against his hungry mouth and probing tongue. How had we waited so long for this moment? I’d never manage to get out of this bed again. I’d never manage to breathe without Raiel’s mouth on me again. I’d been alive for seven hundred years but in just a few days I’d grown accustomed to him being right by my side as if we never parted after choosing each other in the Other World.
“I’m close,” the words tumbled out of my mouth as everything inside me drew up close and tight. “So fucking close. Right there. Keep it right there.” It was his tongue that I didn’t want to stop. I ground down again, moving against the lapping muscle as my dick trembled. I took a hold of it, stroking myself as his fingers dug into my thighs, holding me into place. I came hard in copious warm streams, proof of how much I needed his touch. I need his hands and mouth and big, strong arms to chase the rest of the world away. For a moment, I just wanted to be a man in the throes of passion with no worries about what came next and for that second in time that’s exactly who I was.
Once again, we were caught without a towel, but Raiel opened every door in the room (two closets and a secret passageway to the kitchen) before finally opening the bathroom door. I could’ve told him which one but where was the fun in that? Maybe I liked to watch him run around in a hurry and butt naked.
“We’re going to keep the towel makers in business,” I teased when he crawled back into bed with me.
“Maybe I’ll just lick it up next time,” he teased right back.
“What? I have no objections to that,” I laughed, reveling in the post-orgasmic bliss of life.
It didn’t take long for us to start kissing again. The room was already warmer than I liked and my mouth was too busy to tell the Magi house system to turn the cool air up. Still, kissing him was better than being comfortable. Though, with each kiss, my skin grew warmer and warmer.
“Do they have fans or something?” Raiel asked, pulling away from the kiss to feel my face.
“I’m fine,” I said and pulled him back into another long, tongue-filled kiss. I’d be okay as long as he kept kissing me.
