Chosen Destiny

by Rebecca Airies

  She smiled. The man had a one-track mind. She had to admit that she’d been thinking about having sex with him too. Her questions had managed to distract her a little. She still had doubts about having sex with him, but it wasn’t going to stop her. She was going to take the chance. It would probably complicate things, but she knew the desire building between them wasn’t going to disappear. It was too strong. She was enough of a realist to know that it was going to happen. Samiel and Jaeson wouldn’t just ignore the attraction between them. She wanted to make the choice, not have it made for her. Also, she had to find out if the pull between them was entirely physical or some sort of binding spell wrought by the blades to keep them together.

  She stood and walked around the bed and took his hand. He tugged her into his lap. The move caught her by surprise and she lost her balance. She braced her hands on his shoulders as she fell. He caught her and settled her across his thighs. She looked up and found his beautiful eyes locked with hers.

  “As much as I would love to take this opportunity and make love with you, I don’t want you to regret it.” He drew his hand down her back. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  “I’ve made my choice. I want you. I suspect you knew before I was ready to admit it. I’m ready to have sex with you. I’m not ready to talk about anything permanent. This is my home. I’m needed here.” She lifted her chin. No matter what they thought, she would have a say in this.

  He frowned. “You can’t think that you can just walk away from us after this battle is finished. You belong with us.”

  “I’m not going to talk about that right now. We’ll deal with it later. Now do you want me or should I go back to my research?” She pushed against his chest, putting just a little distance between them.

  “You’re not going back to your research.” His hands tightened on her hips. “Not tonight.”

  Her hands stroked over his chest to his shoulders relaxing against him. His scent swirled around her. It seemed to intensify with every breath she took. Her need rose to an even higher level. He leaned down and his lips brushed over her cheek. She turned her head and met his lips. Her mouth opened beneath his. She licked at his lips when he did nothing more than brush his mouth from side to side. He laughed softly. His tongue stoked into her mouth. She relaxed against him and let the hot sensation sweep through her, but she wasn’t passive. Her tongue tangled with his. She wanted to draw him as deep into the kiss as she was. His groan and the tightening of his arms only spurred her to do more.

  She hooked an arm around his neck lacing her fingers through his hair. The feel of it amazed her. It was so soft and she loved running her fingers through it. She couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like trailing over her body as they made love. His hand slid down her back and under her shirt. She drew in a gasping breath. His hand was so warm and she wanted to feel more. She pushed back into his touch.

  “I want to see you naked. Let’s get you out of these clothes.” He drew back and looked down at her shirt.

  “Only if we get rid of your clothes too. I’m sure you’d be much more comfortable without them.” Her eyes trailed down his chest and stopped at the close-fitting pants. She traced her hand down his chest and to the hard ridge of flesh below his waist. She wanted to touch and explore just as much as he said he did.

  He froze as her fingers slid up and down over his cock. His breath sounded raspy as he drew in a quick breath. She loved the quick, intense reaction to her touch. Only the fabric of his pants separated her fingers from his cock. She wanted that barrier gone.

  Her fingers moved up, seeking buttons or laces. She found laces that fastened his pants, but the ends seemed to be knotted. She frowned as she looked down at the jumbled mess. It looked like it would be impossible to untie. How did he get out of them? His hands covered hers, pulling her fingers away from his pants.

  “Let me do that. You start on your own clothing. Start with your pants. If you’re slow I’ll finish your shirt. You might just take my control, if I let you.” His voice was harsh, but he was smiling. He didn’t look as if he minded the idea at all.

  Chapter Six

  She wanted to take his control. The idea that she could sent a rush of excitement through her body. She got to work on her clothes so that she could get back to touching him. Her hands went to her pants. She unfastened the buckle of her belt and then unfastened the small row of buttons on the right side of her pants. The loose fabric slid down to mid-thigh. She kicked out of her loose slippers and then her pants. She began working on her shirt. His hands pushed hers away and began pulling the laces free on her shirt. He tugged the material over her head. When it cleared her head, she looked up, surprised. He was completely naked. Lady, he was fast. Her eyes roved over the light golden tan expanse of his skin. The muscles across his chest and shoulders rippled as he tossed her shirt over his shoulder. She let her gaze drift lower. His stomach was flat, defined, but it was the hard thick shaft rising from between his legs that held her attention. She licked her lips and felt the muscles in her stomach and pussy clench.

  “Like what you see?” He stepped close, his hands sliding over her hips. “I definitely do.”

  His fingers flexed on the curve of her buttocks. She nearly laughed. Like his body? The question was ridiculous. She didn’t know if she’d ever seen such a gorgeous naked man in her life. She wasn’t going to ask if he liked her body. She didn’t need to do it. His eyes burned with hunger, even if she had been able ignore the hard cock pressing against her stomach.

  “I’ve been wanting to get my hands on these curves ever since I saw you.” He guided her backward until her legs touched the bed.

  His body pressed against hers. She slipped her arms around his waist. The tips of her breasts tingled as they came into contact with his chest. She wanted more than that light sensation. She wanted everything. Hunger rose and she felt a warm, slick liquid on her thighs. Power stirred within her, building.

  Meagan tensed. That was strange. Her power had never been linked with her arousal before. Her hands froze and she tore her attention away from the hands roving up her back. She wondered what was happening.

  “Is something wrong?” His hand tipped her chin up so that she was forced to meet his eyes.

  “My power…”she began but stopped.

  He was already nodding a small smile curving his lips. “It’s normal for a Tiria. You have such soft skin. I had wondered if your skin was that gorgeous deep brown all over. It is.”

  Normal for a Tiria. She shook her head trying to clear her head a bit. She braced her hands on his stomach and pushed back. It wasn’t normal for her. She couldn’t just shrug and accept it.

  “Do you mean this is going to happen every time I get aroused?” She stared into his eyes, not missing the tight lines of his face or the heightened color of his tanned cheeks.

  His lips curved into a decidedly wicked grin. “Yes. You might as well get used to it. It’s going to be happening a lot.”

  She took a deep breath and decided that it was something she would think about later. She wanted him now. He lifted her onto the bed. In a single smooth motion, he joined her. Reaching for him, her hands slid over his shoulders and her tongue brushed his lips in a soft kiss. He groaned and his mouth opened over hers. Her tongue swept into his mouth. She wasn’t going to let him take control. She wanted to make him just as wild as the feeling inside her. He’d soon find she wouldn’t be a passive lover.

  One of his hands pressed her back into the soft mattress. Their lips parted with a soft, wet sound. She reached for him, trying to pull his head down again. She didn’t want to lose contact with him. His lips brushed over her cheek, but didn’t roam to her lips. She turned her head trying to capture them. She wanted a deeper, longer kiss. The brief tangle had left her wanting more.

  “No, I want to touch these before you push me to my limits.” His hands touched the swells of her breasts. His eyes locked on the darkened tips.

  Push his limits? Wi
th a kiss? She wanted to do more than that to him. She wanted to explore every inch of that gorgeous body. The only reason she wasn’t insisting on it now was that she knew he’d be around for a few days and she’d have plenty of opportunities to play with him. He looked intent, aroused. His almost unblinking stare heightened her arousal. She squirmed wondering when he was going to touch her. His tongue slicked over his lips as he watched his hand lift one of her breasts. His thumb flicked over the hardened peak. Heat speared through her.

  His head lowered and he blew a hot puff of air across her nipple. The peak tightened and her grip on his shoulders increased. With effort, she resisted the impulse to shove his head down to the swollen mound. His tongue traced the disc. She shivered. He didn’t seem to be in any hurry. She didn’t know how long she’d be able to let him explore before the urge to push him onto his back and attack him became irresistible. He knelt beside her and cupped both the full mounds.

  “Beautiful. I’d love to just look at these for hours. If we were home, I think I might hide your clothes so you’d have to be naked for awhile.” His tongue flicked over a nipple.

  She stiffened. Sharp sensation arced through her. The feeling, along with the image his words had conjured, only increased the fever building inside her. His hand gently squeezed one breast while his lips plucked at the other nipple. The soft tugs sent tingles shooting through her curling into her stomach. She could feel slick moisture on her thighs. Her clit throbbed. She squeezed her thighs together. The ache increased. She reached down between her thighs, her fingers parting her shaved labia.

  He gripped her wrist, pulling her hand away before she could touch her clit. Her head rose and her eyes clashed with his. His eyelashes nearly shielded his eyes, but she couldn’t mistake his serious intent.

  He shook his head firmly. “No, that’s my job and I’m going to enjoy doing it. You just lay there and enjoy.”

  “You’re taking too long.” She frowned at him. They might have all night, but she didn’t want one session to last that long.

  He laughed softly. “Impatient. You’re going to come and you’re going to enjoy the time in between.”

  “Only if you don’t take too much time, otherwise I might just have to take matters into my own hands.” She let her hand fall to her side.

  “I haven’t even started playing with you yet. I’m going to explore and taste and touch. You’d be mad at me if I didn’t.” His teeth scraped over her nipple.

  She drew in a sharp breath. It was easy for him to say he hadn’t started. His body wasn’t burning. The ache was building and she had to do something. Her hands itched to touch him. She arched her back wanted more than the teasing touch. His tongue circled the nipple tracing the line of darker flesh.

  “You taste so good. Sweet with a little tang like the sada fruit. I haven’t even tasted your blood and I can’t get enough.” His tongue flicked at the hard bud. His lips closed over the peak.

  “Yes.” The word fell from her lips.

  She was just a little surprised she didn’t shout it. The warm, wet moisture sent a shiver of sensation through her. He drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking. She arched against his mouth. A low hum rumbled against the full mound. She drew in a hissing breath. The vibration rolled straight to her core and thick liquid slipped onto her thighs.

  “You’re very sensitive, aren’t you?” His hand cupped and squeezed the neglected mound.

  She groaned and squirmed on the bed. He didn’t have to sound so thrilled about it. She couldn’t ever remember getting this hot just from someone playing with her breasts before. Maybe it had something to do with his scent. Maybe he was just very good at what he was doing. Maybe it was a mixture of both and the excitement of playing with danger.

  “I don’t know.” She lifted her hand and tangled it in his long silver hair.

  He laughed, a short burst that sent even more vibrations ricocheting through her. His fingers slid over her stomach pausing to circle the indention of her bellybutton. He tickled and teased before moving lower. She widened her thighs. With just the tips, Jaeson traced the slick, swollen lips of her labia. She bit her lip. She was so close to begging and needed to feel friction or pressure on her clit, stroking into her pussy. His hand or his tongue, it didn’t matter which, but she ached to feel one of them. He parted the lips.

  “Touch my clit, please.” She tightened her hand in his hair.

  His head lifted and his smile looked satisfied. “Demanding little witch.”

  “By the Lady, don’t tease.” She pushed up against his hand.

  The pad of one of his fingers skimmed over her clit. She gasped and tensed as a shiver rippled over her body. Sharp hunger twisted in her stomach. She felt her inner muscles clench and the empty feeling intensified. She needed him inside her, something inside her. His fingers trailed down to her entrance. Two of them slipped into her.

  “You’re wet and those muscles are clenching and pulling at my fingers.” His fingers slipped out of her as he rose over her.

  She widened her thighs eagerly. Her hand tightened in his long, silver hair. She tugged his mouth down for a long, hot kiss. His gold eyes locked with hers as he positioned his cock at her slick opening. Her hips lifted against him, trying to take that rounded head into her pussy.

  “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I first saw you,” he whispered against her lips.

  “In the council room?” She couldn’t quite believe it. He had barely even looked at her.

  “Yes, I wanted to bend you over that council table and drive into you, make you scream your pleasure.” His hips rocked forward and the tip of his shaft pushed into her, but then slipped out again.

  Her mind whirled. She could see it, almost feel it. His large body behind her. His hands gripping her hips as his thick cock drove into her. The idea pushed her near the edge. Her entire body pulsed with energy.

  “You like that idea. Your hot juices are coating my cock. We can try that soon if you like.” He dropped a kiss on her cheek.

  By the Lady, the man talked too much. “If you don’t move or do something, I’m going to take over.”

  He laughed seemingly unconcerned. “Now we can’t have that, not after I’ve done all the other work.”

  He pushed forward, his cock slowly filling her. Her muscles rippled and clenched. It felt so good that she almost came right then. His hips settled against her. He remained still for a few moments. His eyes locked with hers then eyes roved over her face as if trying to read how ready she was. She trembled, desperate to come. Need raged and burned her. Her hand slid down his back and clutched the tight muscles of his buttocks. She pulled at him as she pushed up against him. She needed him to move. She nipped at his lips, wanted more.

  He chuckled. “I have teeth, too baby.”

  His sharp teeth grazed her lips as he slowly pulled back. Her hips rose. Desperate she twisted, the tips her breasts brushing against his chest. Tingles spread from the tiny contacts. She hungrily captured his lips. Her tongue drove into his mouth stroking against his. His hips rocked forward. He sucked at her lip. She gasped as his hips ground against her, the rotating movement pressing her clit.

  “Let go. Come for me.” He rocked against her.

  She couldn’t stop herself even though she wanted to hold back and come with him. Her inner muscles tightened. His cock drove deep, finding a sensitive bundle of nerves. Light flashed in front of her eyes and pleasure roared over her. As she cried out against his mouth, her nails dug into his skin. Her thighs tightened, holding on to him as she came. He pumped into her and the feel of his cock stroking sent sizzling sparks through her. His teeth brushed against her neck and his muscles tensed as his hips drove against her. She felt the hot spurt of his seed a moment before a sharp pinch as his teeth sank into her neck. She stiffened in surprise. Her hands moved to his shoulders and pushed.

  She felt his mouth moving, a light suction at her neck as he took her blood. His tongue swirled over her neck and a soft hum vibrated
against her neck. The sound sent tingles straight to her core. She had to work to whip up the anger she knew she should be feeling. Pleasure still rippled through her. He hadn’t even asked. Not that she would have said yes. In her opinion, it was a little too soon for anything beyond sex. It might even be too soon for sex, but she knew she wouldn’t have been able to resist for much longer. The attraction was intense. His head lifted and he smiled down at her.

  She pushed against his shoulders and forced a frown, teasing. “Did I say you could bite me?”

  He shook his head, frowning. “I’m sorry. I intended to wait until you asked me or needed it. I usually have more control. I’ve never lost it before so completely.”

  He seemed more upset about it than she was. She had the strangest urge to comfort him. It was absurd. She barely even knew him. How he felt or if he felt guilty shouldn’t matter to her. Somehow it did and that annoyed her.

  “You didn’t hurt me and it would have probably happened anyway.” She brushed her fingers his long hair. It was so soft that she brushed her fingers through it again.

  “I should have controlled myself. I will control the urges.” His thumb brushed over her cheek. “I won’t bite you again until you ask me.”

  “Why are you so upset about it if I’m not screaming over the bite?” She raised a brow. She’d have thought he’d simply be relieved she wasn’t raging over the issue and let it be. She didn’t understand him.

  “I didn’t expect such a strong pull as I came. I wanted it so badly.” He grimaced.

  “You’re upset because you weren’t in complete control.” She clenched her jaw, trying not to grind her teeth. He couldn’t have said anything that would make her angrier. “You’re an idiot.”

  His eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

  “If I wanted someone totally in control, someone who could give me multiple orgasms and then fuck me slowly all night without having needs himself, I’d make a toy man for myself.” She pushed against his shoulder.