Page 24 of A Drink of Destiny
He ran his big, strong hands over my body. Heat revved up my internal temperature enough that his hands were like ice cubes sliding over me. I might’ve complained but I was pretty sure he was the only thing keeping me from absolutely overheating.
“I want to ravish you – that sounds horrible, doesn’t it?” Raiel shook his head. “My lion is carried away. I want to do this but I have to cool you down.”
“Heat stays hot,” I shrugged. “It comes and goes in waves, but heat stays hot, mate. Time or conception are the only things that stop it in its tracks. And ravishing works for me.”
“Is the fridge stocked? Like with those bloodshake things Pierce is always carrying around?” Raiel asked.
“Do you want one?” I teased him, pulling him back down on top of me.
“You should hydrate before sex. Before we get so caught up in each other and---” We were kissing again before he finished his sentence. As much as I would’ve loved to forget ourselves in the kitchen at some future date and be fucked over the table that wasn’t what I wanted our first time together to be like. Hell, maybe it was exactly what it needed to be like. Then again, maybe it was all heat talking. I wanted Raiel. Had wanted him since I ran straight into him on my way out of the bar.
“Sex first,” I murmured.
“The claiming vows might take awhile once we get started. I can’t get enough of how you sound when you cum,” Raiel whispered in my ear. I was hard again as soon as the words left his tempting mouth. I rolled us over, putting myself on top of him, straddled. I ran my hands over his broad, muscular chest and stomach, tracing the lines between his muscles. Phantom fur brushed against my fingers as I explored his torso.
It would be so easy to brush against his aura and get him to cut the crap about me needing to hydrate or turn on a fan. It would be too easy, and I had rules about bespelling people I was close to for just that reason. Raiel’s hands found my ass and his fingers kneaded into my flesh. Hell, my big cat probably didn’t need to be bespelled at all or at least any more bespelled than my in-heat scent made him.
It was my turn to kiss up and down his throat. His claiming gland was so damn close. It would take two seconds to lay my claiming bite and make him mine forever. I ground back against his hard cock, trapping it between my cheeks as I licked and sucked his neck leaving little hickeys everywhere my mouth traveled. Raiel’s hips rocked under me, rubbing his cock against my slick, ready omegahole and teasing me until I thought I might come from the friction.
I moved back just enough that it only took a few quick adjustments to have the mushroom-shaped head of his cock pressing against my hole. I took a deep breath and his fingers tightened on my ass cheeks. I kissed him again, reveling in the pressure in the seconds before he thrust his hips up and made his entry. A moan tumbled from my mouth, catching me off guard. His thick cock brushed against my every nerve ending as it stretched me wide, making room for itself. I bit my lip to stop another moan but Raiel shook his head.
“I want to hear every sound of pleasure you’re trying to hold back.”
I almost asked if that was a cat thing, but stopped myself. Then Raiel thrust up again, sinking all the way home. This time I didn’t hold back the primal noise that crawled out of me. Leaning forward, I braced myself with my hands on his chest and let go of what few inhibitions that I’d been holding onto. I lost myself to his dick and somewhere in the midst of all the rubbing and grinding, I found myself wondering what his barbs would feel like once the potion wore off. How much more pleasure could I take?
Heat stoked the fires in my belly as I rode Raiel’s cock. His hands ran all over me, touching me seemingly everywhere at once. One moment he was toying with one of my nipples and the next his thumb ran a slow-almost-too-good circle around the head of my dick. Heatwaves radiated out of my skin each time phantom lion fur rubbed against me. It took me way too long to realize that not all of the sensations were phantom fur. Spots of fur marked Raiel’s torso here and there as if while caught up inside my body he couldn’t fully keep his beast in check. He threw his head back and thrust up hard and fast. I leaned forward even more, taking my hands to the bed and captured his mouth in a hard kiss. If we were going to exchange our claiming vows while we were together for the first time, I had to slow himdown. I fell still over his throbbing cock and rubbed my hands over the sides of his face, almost expecting to feel the tips of whiskers starting to poke out. His eyes were slits of pleasure as he continued to thrust up into me.
We hadn’t talked about what rituals the cats might have around claiming vows. Sure, he had to give me three presents but beyond that he hadn’t mentioned anything. So, I just went for it. His gland was there on his shoulder just waiting for me to bite him. I licked it first and it squished under my tongue. The skin was taut and underneath it sloshed the clear magical fluid that held everything I needed to know about him to feel a bit saner.
Raiel cocked his head to the side and that was all the consent I needed. I moved on his dick for a few seconds, while I licked over and around the swollen gland. His fingers kneaded my flesh as my fangs elongated for the bite. Then I sank my fangs into him. One found the gland and flooded my mouth with delicious vanilla and cinnamon flavors while the other found skin and gave the whole ceremony a flourish of copper. Warmth flooded my already overheated brain before his memories floated in. So much green and so many cats! Old magic was everywhere. It wasn’t even considered old where he came from. There it was just magic. They were strong and closeknit. They had seers and those with magical specialties but almost everyone performed magic in one way or another. There in the village where he lived there weren’t just sabertoothed lions and tigers but also cheetahs, jaguars, and I was pretty damn sure I even spotted a sabertooth ocelot. I licked up every last drop of blood and magical fluid that ran from the bite. Then I kissed my mate. My head swam with knowledge as if I’d taken a very fast-paced crash course in a new type of magic. For a second, I imagined walking through the lush, green vegetation surrounding the village whilewearing a necklace of his claws. Was that bad? I didn’t want to declaw him. I just wanted him with me all the time.
My train of thought derailed again when Raiel thrust up hard, sinking deeper into me than he had before. A second later, his hand entwined in my hair again. He pulled me closer and placed a rough, but promising kiss on the taut skin over my claiming gland. With our link half open his pleasure and need rained down on me. He was hungry to bite into my gland and he showed so much restraint as the tips of his sharp, pointy teeth broke the skin. The sting came and went, flooding my shoulder with the clear magical fluid. On his tongue I tasted like pomegranate wine and the phantom taste teased my senses. Seven hundred years was a long time to recap in a couple of minutes. Watching through Raiel’s mind it was like being shown my life in flashes and highlights. My dearly departed mates, my kids, the jobs I had and the places I visited. My favorite things and preferred blood types. The way I liked to add extra honey to the premixed bloodshakes. The way I loved kissing him and even my curiosity about all the things I didn’t know about him and other primal cats.
I rode him slowly as my memories played through his head. I drew out each movement for maximum pleasure and because I wasn’t ready for the moment to be over. We were both close to cumming. His dick twitched and jerked inside my ass as he lapped the last of the wine-flavored clear magical fluid. Would he be drunk on me before everything was said and done?
“I think I’ve been drunk on you since you barreled into me coming out of The Raven’s Perch,”Raiel whispered into my thoughts.“And I never want this feeling to end.”
Our lips met for a long, slow kiss and Raiel wrapped his hand around my cock. His breathing came fast and hard just like his thrusts up into my body. The nails of one hand dug into his shoulder but if it hurt, he didn’t complain. He kissed meharder, stroking my throbbing cock in time with our thrusting. Frantic energy danced through me, stoking my heat, and making me want more and more even as every touch and movement shoved me closer to the end of oblivion. A low grumbling roar echoed from deep within Raiel as he spilled his warm, sticky seed inside my body. His grip on my cock tightened and for a second I couldn’t breathe. Then the heat exploded inside me, sending little sparks of euphoria through my limbs and torso. I came hard making a mess of his hand. True to his teasing promise Raiel licked it away and pulled me down for a long, hard kiss. Laying against his chest, I felt what I always thought was hyperbole and misinformation spread by true-mates too caught up in each other. Our heartbeats synced up and for a second I almost forgot we were two people and not one.
Chapter Fifteen
Mori
The Other World
I’d been in the middle of folding onesies when Dern yoinked me from my body this time. We hadn’t spoken since he informed me that I’d fucked up my chance of meeting my true-mate but there I was again. Laying flat on my back on his cold, Other World kitchen floor.
“What do you want now?” I asked without opening my eyes.
I didn’t need to see Dern to know he loomed over me, brow probably slightly creased with worry because I didn’t spring up onto my feet like bread out of the toaster. Whatever spring was in my step had died when I last visited Dern. Once upon a time he was a grouchy, old misunderstood wolf. Now he was just a giant dick.
“Look, we gotta talk,” Dern said. “Am I gonna have to sit on the floor or are you going to come to the table like a normal person?”
“What about this is normal, Dern?” I huffed.
“Fine,” he sat down next to me on the floor. “My back’s about as good as new over here anyway. I’m not sorry for any of it. I need to say that before I say everything else. Yeah, I’m an asshole. I’m pretty self-serving, but I’ve told all of you that from the moment we met, but Ormund thinks I’m being too hard on you and to tell you the truth outside of my boys, he’s probably the only person in the universe that I give a shit about what he thinks. So, if he says I’m being too hard on you, I’m being too hard on you. Probably. Maybe I’m not the right sort of teacher for you. You were supposed to be mysteries and healing. Teddywas gonna be your muscle. I still think he will at some point. That hasn’t changed.”
“Do you have a point, or did you call me here to apologize to me because your mate threatened to spank you or something?”
