Page 49 of Tethered Magick

“You can touch me, little mate. If you want to.”

She bit her lip with her fangs again as she drew them down, and I lifted my hips as she peeled my sweats and boxers away.

“You’re beautiful,” she murmured, her fingertips teasing along my hips.

I huffed a laugh. “Not exactly what I was expecting.”

“But it’s true. You’re quite a man, Dason.” Her hands tentatively went to my cock, tracing the length before her small fingers wrapped around my shaft. It took everything in me not to lift her up and slam her down on my dick. I swallowed hard while she explored.

The head was already glistening, and she swiped her thumb over my slit, spreading the precum. The nails of her other hand lightly scraped against my balls. A breath whooshed from my lungs, and my arms shook in their restraint.

“Lorn,” I pleaded. “Feed from me, because if you make me come now, it’s going to make it harder to deal with the venom.”

She winced and nodded, and I regretted my words the moment her fist released me.

Lorn was thick in all the right places. Her thighs didn’t have a gap between them, and her ass was ample enough to fill my hands. Her waist dipped, her hips flared, and her breasts were full and heavy. But I couldn’t help but think she was small in comparison to me, her frame half my size and weight. I rubbed her back as her breasts pressed against my chest, separated by the thin layer of her t-shirt, and when she lapped at my neck and sunk her fangs into my throat, I couldn’t stop the fierce protectiveness that filled my heart.

I was falling for Lorn. The signs had been there all along, no matter how hard I’d fought the attraction or the bond. Lorn had the potential to ruin me, and yet I knew I’d give anything to make sure she was safe. The place where her bond was supposed to be in my chest was nothing but a gaping hole, but somehow she’d worked her way into my heart and filled it with her presence, her strength, her fierceness, her beauty. Lorn was a fighter, a trait I recognized in myself. She was an alpha in her own right, and I wanted her on my right-hand side, leading with me.

I wanted her. It was that fucking simple.

“Feed, little one,” I urged, the desire to share my life force with her and keep her alive a dire necessity. Without at least a daily dose of blood, Lorn wouldn’t make it, and feeding once a day wouldn’t keep her free of pain. Between my packmates and me, we’d have to keep her fed as often as she needed to keep her comfortable until she’d transitioned fully.

My mate’s lips were on my neck, but each draw of blood felt like her mouth was around my cock, and I groaned loudly, not holding back how she made me feel.

My fingers clenched to fists as I held myself back from reaching for her. I had too much venom in my body to trust myself. If I touched her, I wouldn’t be able to resist fucking her if she let me.

Lorn detached and gazed into my gray eyes, her blue ones glimmering with lust.

“Touch me again, Dase,” she asked, no hint of shyness in her voice.

“Where?” I growled, my hands already moving from behind my head.

She rose up, reached for them, and guided my palms until they slid up her stomach, bunching the fabric of her tee as she led them upward.

“Are you sure?” I questioned, remembering her bad dream when she’d woken.

“Yes.” She nodded. “I want to replace the bad memories with good ones. Make me forget everything bad, Dason.”

Round, plump breasts filled my hands, and I bit my lip as I cupped them, testing their weight and pinching her nipples.

“That feels so good,” she murmured, her eyes half lidded.

The fabric ended up on the floor a minute later, and I urged her to lean over me, taking one taut peak into my mouth. My tongue swirled over her nipple, flicking against the tip before I sucked.

Lorn bucked, grinding against me.

“Shit,” I murmured against her skin before giving the other side the same treatment.

My cock slid against her pussy, each thrust pressing the fabric between her lips until I was rubbing over her clit.

“I want you,” Lorn confessed.

“Don’t fucking tempt me,” I gritted out past clenched teeth. “More.” I tilted my head, craning the unused side of my neck for her. “I need you full and satisfied.”

Lorn kissed a trail up my neck, nipping with her fangs. “If you want me full and satisfied, put your cock in me.”

Opening her mouth wide, she angled her head and bit me. Bliss covered the pain of her fangs as she drank. Thinking of Lorn taking part of me into herself made me think of other things I wanted to fill her with.

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