Chapter 206: Bath Time II*
The droplets of water crashed against our backs, though none of us cared to bother with it. Our tongues were entangled and each breath was heated, the steam rising both from the hot water and from our rising body temperatures.
I groaned when his fingers moved down the length of my spine, going shiveringly close to my tailbone before reaching for my core. When the pads of his fingers brushed against my lips, I jerked a little in his hold, eliciting a chuckle from his lips.
"How are you already so sensitive to my touch?" he asked, pressing tender loving kisses down my neck as I swallowed.
"I always am," I said. Slowly, my hands moved from his shoulders up to tangle my fingers in his hair, holding us closer. "I need to feel you, Blaise."
I could feel him smile against me, his lips displaying a brilliant smile as he nodded once. He moved, using just one hand to hold me in place while using the other to press the tip of his member against my opening.
The second he brushed against my core, I gasped, a delightful thrill running through my body as though I had been shocked by electricity. He only laughed at my reaction, reveling in the way my body reacted to his every touch.
As Blaise said, werewolves were possessive creatures; there was nothing better than knowing his lover reacted to him as positively as he did to her.
Unfortunately, Blaise stopped his movements right at the entrance, only allowing his tip to penetrate past the opening. It wasn’t enough, not when I was aching with need deep within. Impatient, I began to wiggle my hips, hoping that the action would force him in, but Blaise merely held me up and away effortlessly.
"You’re not in heat, are you?" he asked, humming a little. "You’re acting a little too awfully desperate."
"I’m very," I said.
All shame had flown out of the window and into the rubbish chute. I no longer cared how wanton I might appear to be, my rationality and judgment clouded by the quickly building insatiable lust that burned through my body.
However, if Blaise disliked my behavior, he definitely did not make it known. Rather, his grin only broadened, his voice husky when he next spoke.
"That’s what I like to hear."
Without another word of warning, he thrust in, slipping past my folds as his tip plunged deep into my core. I gasped from the initial shock, my fingers tightened and pulled the strands of his hair as I clenched down, gaining a hiss of pleasure from Blaise as well.
I felt a thrum of pure bliss run through my body then another, before I quickly realized that I was feeling both Blaise and my own arousal through our bond.
If I could feel it, Blaise surely could too. His eyes were glazed over when he looked back down at me, his lips slightly parted as he gazed into my eyes as though I was the only other person who existed in the world. I could feel my heart skipping a beat just from the heated look he gave me.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire.
When he started rocking his hips back and forth, I could only throw my head back and arch my body. Each thrust sent my body into a shuddering mess. After all the times we’ve ever made love, Blaise knew just the way to move to satisfy me most, all while in search of his own pleasure.
Our bodies seemed to have been made for each other — perhaps that was the Moon Goddess’s intention — and every second spent with him felt like ecstasy.
"Oh my gosh..." I panted, my breath heavy as I leaned against him.
Even though Blaise was the one moving, my body was quickly building up a layer of sweat― just because the water from the shower washed it away immediately didn’t mean it didn’t exist. Blaise’s hands supported me but I had to search for my own balance, hanging onto him for dear life, especially when he started using his hands to lift me higher before dropping me back down on his cock, bouncing me on him at a rhythmic speed.
"Blaise..." His name spilled from my lips as I snuggled my face into the crook of his neck, easily finding the mark where I had left on him. "Fuck, I think I’m already close."
"Yeah?" he croaked. "I am too― damn it."
Our climax washed over us faster than expected, and surprisingly, at the same time. My walls contracted just as I reached my peak, my teeth biting down on Blaise’s shoulder just to stop myself from tearing the building down with my screams. I was careful not to puncture the skin, but when I felt Blaise’s own pleasure colliding against mine, adding fuel to the fire, I nearly lost control.
The mate bond was so sinfully useful in carnal pleasure. Right as my climax approached its finale, Blaise lengthened its vitality, bringing me back to the edge and over again for the second time. I could feel him pulsing and throbbing inside me, spilling hot ropes of white cum into my deepest parts all while sloppily — and harshly — slamming himself into me in an attempt to go deeper.
It took us a few minutes to gather ourselves and ride out the euphoria. When Blaise and I returned from the seemingly-infinite cycles of bliss, our eyes met and none of us could resist the smile that broke onto our faces.
I could feel his warmth sleeping through me, and not anything sinfully sexual in any way― it was a feeling of love that was passed through our bond.
"We should wash up," I said. Then, a small smirk rose on my face as I threw Blaise’s words back at him. "We shouldn’t be wasting water like that."
He merely laughed, helping me down before running the soapy suds up and down my body to get me cleaned whilst I did the same for him.
Right as we were at our happiest, and once the clarity kicked in, a cold, jarring thought ran through my mind.
If Blaise and I were so well fit for each other as mates, that would mean that Damon and I were too. Luna Cassidy’s words rang again at the back of my mind.
How much more of this peace did I have? What could I do, if I didn’t want to lose it all?
