“In your mind. What happened?”
“I don’t know, one minute I was in the labs trying to track you, and then the next some weird smoke appeared and well, now you’re waking me up. Where are you? We’ve been trying to track you since yesterday and you’ve disappeared.”
“Darius and I are stuck in Angelique’s mansion, I think. I need you to get a team together and come help. There’s too many vampires and wolves for me to take on by myself.”
He looked dazed and confused, as if he were questioning if I was a dream of some sorts, and I so desperately wanted to prove to him I wasn’t. He took a sip of stale water and rubbed his eyes, wincing from the pain.
“Okay, I will see who’s still here, and get you some help.”
“Please be quick, I don’t know how much time we have left.”
Opening my eyes, Darius stared back at me, his face a little too close for comfort and he smiled at me, a little too gleefully and I wanted to smack the look off his face. Pushing him backwards with my hand, I lifted myself back up using the sink counter for support then looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like a mess.
I was still wearing the clothes I had run outside to Darius in as I didn’t have time to change, and I hadn’t been able to find my jacket when I escaped that room.
Darius left the bathroom without a word, pulling the door behind him, perhaps waiting for me to tell him what I saw and if I managed to find Jackson. I was in some sort of shock at the possibility I had just wielded magic, something I never thought possible.
The more I stared at myself, the more I realised I needed a shower, to wash off this electric energy that had laid itself upon my skin. Being around Darius now set my body alight, it didn’t before, and his presence seemed to annoy me even more. Was this the bond? Was it trying to tell me something? No, of course not.
Shaking my head of my thoughts, I threw off my clothes, flinging them into a pile, and the water was cold as soon as I stepped in. A shockwave ran through me until it started to slowly warm up. Closing my eyes, I allowed the water to take over me, and for a moment the air left my lungs and my shoulders relaxed.
Hearing the shower door open, Darius stood there with hunger in his eyes as they met mine. I should have been angry at him for coming back in, watching me but his eyes never left mine.
“Screw it.”
I mumbled before pulling him in to join me, locking his lips with mine. He tasted like rum, and I kissed him with an urgency, unaware I craved him this much. His trousers were still on. He quickly undid the button and threw them off, having a little difficulty as they had already become wet.
Once he was naked, his hands began to explore my body, running his hands up my back and into my hair as I leaned into him feeling his erection against my thigh, and no matter how much I wanted to look, I didn’t.
My body curled into his as if it were created just for him, and his lips left mine, trailing down my neck, my collarbone then down to my breasts. I bit my lip to stop any sound coming from me. Thankfully the sound of the water helped mask anything.
“What do you want me to do?”
He came back up to me, whispering gently in my ear as he nipped the lobe, and I moaned a little.
“I want you to want me.”
“I do want you.” He kissed down my jawline, and then brushed his lips against mine.
“Show me.”
My composure was disappearing under his touch, he held one hand beside my head on the shower wall, his other rested against my stomach gently, then he used it to push me back towards the wall. He smiled at me as I gave him permission, as if he required it before we moved further.
He didn’t wait any longer as his hand slid downwards and allowed one finger to slip between my folds. I moaned in response as his lips met mine again, while he slid another finger in, and his thumb found my clit.
He began rubbing it in small circular motions, and I cried out as the pleasure started to surge through my veins, and stars appeared behind my eyes. He growled against my lips as his hand began to pick up the pace, still going gently, and I was almost coming undone when he suddenly removed his hand and pulled me closer into him.
“If I’m going to fuck you… We won’t be doing it in here.”
Grabbing me by the waist, he lifted me up out of the shower, and grabbed a towel using his free hand before carrying me into the bedroom, all while still kissing me.
We didn’t reach the bed as my body collided with one of the walls, unsure of which one as I brought my hands up into his satin wet hair, a beast deep within us waking, demanding we feed it. I had never felt this before, despite sleeping with many men, but it seemed totally different with Darius, maybe this was the bond working its magic.
He lifted me up slightly higher against his body as he guided his erection towards me and allowed me to slowly sink down onto him. My breath caught, grateful that I was already drenched, and as I moaned, my eyes almost rolled into the back of my head while he buried his head into my neck.
“You are mine.”
He claims me as he pumped into me, and I have no words of complaint.