Page 68 of Resurrection
Wedging firmer between my parted legs, Sebastian takes my mouth in a hard, unforgiving kiss. Like he is burning inside just like me, and only I can save him from turning into ashes. His tongue tangles with mine, licking, sucking, biting, and driving me insane.
He growls in my mouth, the sound crazed and feral, his hips pumping as he slides his shaft between my folds, making my channel clutch with the emptiness I’m desperate for him to fill. Sebastian growls again like he can’t help himself and I dig my heels in his lower back, pulling him impossibly closer. More, I need more.
I’m lifted slightly up in the air, my eyes flying open at the feeling of the chilly air on my skin only for a moment. The mushroomed head of his shaft lines up with my opening, and holding me captive with an intense gaze, Sebastian surges forward, yanking me to him and impaling me so hard I can feel him bumping the mouth of my uterus. A sharp pleasure pain makes me scream. I feel too full, the sensation overwhelming to a point I’m ready to push him back, but as soon as my hands touch his shoulders, he starts moving.
There is no middle ground with Sebastian, I’ve noticed. It’s all or nothing, and that’s the same right now. He doesn’t take histime or work his way up slowly. He pounds relentlessly between my thighs. The sound of the tiles cracking at my back, sounding like applause for his efforts. Blinding pleasure overrides my senses, and I claw at his shoulders, urging him on.
“Harder.” My voice sounds foreign and raw.
“You are mine!” If I weren’t holding him, I would’ve thought a demon straight out of Hell spoke instead of Sebastian.
Through the pleasure, I manage to focus on him, and my breath gets stuck. His cheekbones are sharper, like cutting blades on the sides of his face. His intense dark eyes are black holes pulling my soul in until there is nothing left of me in this body he uses to bond me irrevocably to himself. His swollen lips are red, contrasting with his tanned skin, and two sharp fangs peek out from under it.
“Mine, April.” He growls, baring his fangs in my face, his hips pumping faster between my legs. “Say it!”
Shadows play over his skin, highlighting the perfection of his body and face, pulling my eyes to the muscles contracting every time he drags me down on his shaft. The elastic band keeps tightening in my lower belly. Feeling him stretching my inner walls to bursting, his calloused hands leaving marks on my spread open thighs, something in me clicks. Like a bone that’s been out of its socket gliding into place when our gazes stay locked, our bodies are connected deeper than we have ever been. Possessiveness rears its head in my chest, so strong, my world tilts upside down from the force of it.
“No.” When his eyebrows dip low over his eyes at my refusal, I give him a wicked grin. “You are mine!”
Without warning I strike, sinking my fangs in his neck, embedding them as deep as his shaft is in me. The rubber band snaps, my scream muffled by the mouthfuls of blood that I’m greedily gulping. Sebastian’s roar shakes the walls of the room, the glass panels bursting and showering tiny pieces of glass allaround us. A red haze covers everything just for a split second, and I hear the monster inside my head chuckling like she just won a war. It’s the last conscious thought before my eyes drift shut.
Chapter Sixty-Five
SEBASTIAN
She claimed me!Staring dumbfounded in April’s sleeping face while I cradle her to my chest, my mind is railing.
The door crashes open, swinging on the hinges and embedding the door handle into the opposite wall. Leaping out of the water, I fling April behind my back, facing the threat with fangs bared and claws ready. The new bond tying me to April rides me hard, pushing rational thought aside. She squeaks but luckily stays pressed at my back, her tiny fingers curling and her nails digging in my skin.
“Sire!”
Marcus stops dead in his tracks a few feet inside the room, eyes crazed with violence. Andrei is right on his heels with death written all over his face. A vicious growl comes from the center of my chest, the bond pushing me to destroy the two males that dared to enter where April stands naked. The muscles of my thighs bunch up, preparing to jump and rip them to shreds while they stand there, confusion replacing the rage on their faces.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe this!” April’s voice is like a slap, bringing me out of the edge of mindlessness.
Groaning, she thumps her forehead on my back before an angry screech sends her stomping naked towards the pile of clothing she had dumped on the floor. For a moment, all three of us stare openmouthed at all the pale flesh revealed, her ass rippling with each angry stomp and her breasts bouncing.
“I can’t have sex or even die in this place without having these two as witnesses.” Snapping angrily, she snatches the dirty clothing and shoves a leg in the pants. “This is fucking insane!” After her head pops out from her t-shirt, she glares at each of us in turn. “Get out!”
We still stare at her openmouthed, rooted to the spot until her hands clench into fists, the golden glow in her eyes flashing a warning. The damn dog decides to become animated as well, standing up on the chair close to her and baring his teeth, growling menacingly at us. Foam forms on his muzzle with each second we stand motionless.
“Get the hell out!” Her arm snaps up, her finger pointing at the open doorway.
Her power surges through my veins, propelling me into motion against my will. Through me, it does the same to Marcus and Andrei, all three of us tripping over our own feet to do as she asks. She follows behind until we are all in the hallway, then she slams the door shut in our faces.Another angry screech sounds from behind the door and a loud crashing follows it.
Pressing a thumb and forefinger on the bridge of my nose, gripping my hipbone with the other, I squeeze my eyes shut.What a fucking mess,I think gloomily. Instead of calming her down and bonding her to me, which I had every intention of doing, I find myself butt naked in a hallway, bound to her like a fledgling that was just turned.
“We heard the roar,” Marcus says hesitantly. “We thought there was trouble.”
“After we found the mage missing, we thought he ended up here, attacking you,” Andrei chimes in, his voice missing the easy-going quality it always has.
“What do you mean missing?” Snapping my eyes open, I glare at him. “He was missing limbs and bleeding out. How did he manage to walk out without your notice?”
Two Guardians come around the corner, walking in our direction. When they look up and see me standing there as naked as the day I was born, their eyes widen, and turning tail, they bolt back wherever they came from. Marcus takes off his pants, handing them over to me, leaving himself in boxer shorts, his boots dangling from his feet. Andrei shoves his shirt at my chest, not moving his hand until I take it. Without a word, I put the offered clothing on. It’ll do no good if I walk around with my bare ass and my cock still erect and bobbing around.
“He couldn’t have gotten far.” Pulling the shirt over my head, my feet are already moving. “Marcus, stay with April. Andrei, you are with me.”
One glance over my shoulder shows Marcus hesitating, his fist lifted in the air to knock. A smirk pulls my lips at the picture of my second in command losing his confidence to a tiny woman. Formidable, to be sure, but small, nonetheless.
