CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Linne


Holding myself very still, I held my breath as Derek led me through the front door of his home. The building was only a single story tall, and I craned my neck to see everything there was to see. He had a couch, a table in his kitchen – things I did not see the point in having. The bare walls were painted a neutral cream, and the carpets matched.

“You have a lovely home.” Speaking the words automatically, I smiled when Derek twisted to catch my eye. “It is very homely.”

“Thank you.” Flames licked my face at his low, smooth tone, and my eyes widened when he tugged me to his hard chest. “I was hoping you’d like it. I want you to stay the rest of the night.”

Blood drummed in my ears at the promise in Derek’s voice, and I nodded dumbly as my mind failed to make words. Gasping when he picked me up with a strong arm under my backside, I wrapped my arms around his neck as my wings fluttered. The appendages never shrunk like they were supposed to, but I couldn’t think much on it, being distracted when he kissed my lips roughly.

Moaning loudly as electricity crackled along my face just under my skin, I buried my fingers in Derek’s hair to hold him closer. His tongue slithered sweetly into my mouth, and his saliva coated my taste buds as air filled my skull. The sensations battering my brain were overwhelming, and I didn’t try to fight them as I tucked my wings against my back.

Strong, reliable hands roamed my back and legs, and Derek sat me on the back of the couch to grip my hips. Need coiled in my abdomen, tightening my muscles and sent shivers up my spine and into my wings. Our sloppy kiss turned ravenous, and he ground against my core shamelessly as his desire poured into my lungs.

“You’ve done this before, Linne?” Shaking my head with a moan at his mumble, my chest tightened, and my ribs creaked under the pressure. “Are you scared?”

Pulling back to stare at the apprehension on Derek’s face, the anxiety swimming in his eyes, tears welled in my eyes at his moment of vulnerability. Slowly shaking my head a second time, I drew his lips to mine even as my heart sputtered in its cage. Tension thrummed between my shoulders, and I flexed my wings in a futile attempt to relieve it.

“You are my mate.” Smiling slightly at Derek’s shaky inhale, my murmur caused him to shiver violently against me. “I am not scared.”

Derek slipped his fingers underneath my shorts to knead my butt, and I arched sharply as his tongue tangled with my own. His touch washed my body in goosebumps, and my abdomen pulsed with need that only grew more intense with the friction. Spreading my legs wider, I moaned loudly as the large, firm bulge in his pants ground against my core.

“Oh – fuck – ” My thighs quivered at the low growl that burst from Derek’s chest, and he pulled down my shirt to cup my breast and squeeze. Throwing my head back, I panted wildly as his lips trailed fire down my neck. Sucking in a sharp breath, my lungs shuddered when he clamped down on my nipple, and he pinched my left one between callused fingers.

“Ah – hah!” Closing my eyes tightly, I spasmed lightly at the shocks of pleasure, and Derek suckled gently to chase my moan with the sounds. “Ha – a – ah… Y – y – es – s – s…!”

His rough touches left my breast, replaced by his mouth and left my right nipple aching for more. A palm callused by many years of hard work was shoved down the front of my shorts, and I fisted Derek’s hair with a yelp. Fingertips probed and circled, curling my toes and liquifying my insides at the heat that he created.

Spreading the moisture that seeped from my entrance, Derek left my chest to swallow my moans, and my eyes boggled when he thrust his fingers inside me. The pair of fingers twisted and reached to my deepest places, and I tensed at the unfamiliar sensation. Pleasure quaked through me almost violently, and sounds burst from my throat that I didn’t even know I could make.

Exiting me, Derek thrust his thick digits knuckle deep, and my legs jerked around his waist. His harsh pants dried my mouth even as our mix of saliva threatened to choke me, and I grappled desperately with his shirt for something to hold on to.

Again, Derek reached deep, wiggling his fingers, and my eyes rolled in their sockets as a wave of pleasure crashed into my chest. Clamping down around him, I trembled and buckled under his ground-breaking growl. His free hand splayed across my back as I faltered, and my moan bounced off the ceiling as I imploded.

“So beautiful…” Derek’s murmur softly feathered against my chin and coupled with his intense stare, I hiccupped a harsh breath before cracking open my eyes. His face portrayed nothing but raw reverence – the zealotry of worship one would allocate to a god – and I whimpered even as I ducked my head to kiss him.

“So beautiful…” My voice mimicked his expression, and Derek groaned low as he worked his fingers into my quivering channel. Moaning with each gyration of his fingertips against my walls, I lost my breath under his lips as he shoved his tongue in my mouth. “Yes – yes – yes – yes – yes!”

“Fuck – fuck – fuck – fuck – fuck!” Tightening around him, I sputtered and gasped as his vulgarity swept over my tongue. The loud squelching from between my legs punctuated his grunts, and I rolled my hips in wanton need. Reaching deeply, his fingertips brushed the coil in my abdomen, and that tiny disturbance set off a flood of euphoria into my veins.

Fabric tearing and rustling sounded only faintly in my ears, and I undulated and spasmed wildly even after Derek exited my channel fully. The emptiness left me cold and twitchy, and I locked my ankles against the small of his back before he thrust his manhood as deep as my cavern could stretch.

Everything stopped at the sudden invasion; even my heart couldn’t beat as Derek bit down on my bottom lip. His length tore my walls, and I could feel each vein and ridge detailing his silky-smooth flesh.

Glorious. That one word dominated my otherwise blank mind, and Derek was the first to breathe. His wheezing inhale sent a shrill whistle into the heavy atmosphere just above our heads, and my shallow, harsh pants followed in the time it took me to blink.

“…Linne…” Whispering my name with more air than noise, Derek sent my heart into overdrive, and I tightened my legs around his waist. Just that tiny spasm sent him even deeper, and my gasp was loud enough to break the shocked stillness that encased us.

“Oh –h –h –h!” My guttural groan bubbled up from my depths when Derek pulled out, mingling with his vicious snarl against my chin. Surging into my channel, he squeezed my hip to keep me on my perch, and his skin slapped loudly against mine. The stinging sensation rippled through me, and I couldn’t keep my balance against the bombardment of pleasure that slammed into me.

Falling against the back of the couch, I arched and writhed as Derek thrust haphazardly. Quick, hard snaps of his hips rocked my body, and it was impossible to breathe even as my lungs screamed in agony for air. Pressure built behind my eyes, and he gripped my waist with both hands to redouble his efforts to send me spiraling into the abyss.

My wings spasmed weakly with each, jarring thrust, and my moans were lost under Derek’s growls and grunts. Against his rod, my walls quaked under the force of his intrusion, and I gripped the pillows beneath me in an effort not to float away on pink clouds.

“Fuck yes –s!” Hissing as he ploughed into my swollen channel one final, hard time, Derek stilled as he came, before he slumped to wrap his arms around my torso to hold me to him. His teeth grinding sounded faintly in my ears beyond the blood that pounded against my drums. Hard pants rolled down between my breasts, and colorful spots appeared in my blurred vision.

“…Wow…” Blowing the word out on a heavy sigh, I worked my arms around Derek’s neck as he sunk into me.

Sex was not a foreign concept like other human customs, but I never thought it’d feel like that – like it would change something about me so fundamentally.

“Wow…” Sucking in a loud, deep breath through his nose, Derek nuzzled my neck and kissed me under my ear even as I stared, dazed, at the ceiling. “Are your wings okay?”

The slow, slurred question touched my heart, and a big, goofy smile stretched my tingling lips. Carefully lifting himself off me, Derek’s desire, affection – completeness – rained down on me in his gaze, and I let them drench my twitching skin. Dragging my palms down to cup his jaw, I licked my lips and the roof of my mouth until the numbness in my tongue died down.

“They are undestroyable – you do not need to worry about them.” Intense hunger painted Derek’s expression, and his rod stiffened while still inside me. Gasping at the sudden tightness between my legs, I bit down on my bottom lip even as my eyelids threatened to shudder close.

“I want to pull on them.” Thrusting his hips insistently, Derek grinned a feral smirk, and my abdomen quivered when he pulled out of me. Turning me over, he gave me no time to consider a response as both his hands gripped my wings at the base. Tensing up, I squeezed my eyes closed and prepared for the pain I thought would come.

But the discomfort, the sharp needle-like sensation of tearing muscle, never prickled down my back, and I cracked my eyes open. Only then did Derek tug gently, and I gasped as erotic shocks assaulted my spine. Twisting to find him watching me intently, searching for any sign of pain, I panted as his taut hold restricted my lungs.

My sharp, jerking nod was all the answer Derek needed, and I backed against his hips on shaking legs to brace myself against the back of the sofa.