Divine Ecstasy (The Guardians of the Realms Book 8) (18 page)

He trailed his tongue down to her collarbone while sending mental images of all he wanted to do to her. Starting with getting his head between her beautiful thighs.

Her throaty moan was exactly what he wanted to hear, because he was going to take his time, no matter how much his dick ached.

The second her head fell back, he unwrapped her, sliding the tie from her robe and opening the sides to display her gorgeous curves. He leaned down and nuzzled the other side of her throat before trailing his lips and tongue over her soft skin. He was rewarded with her small tremors of pleasure.

The sweet scent of her wet pussy drove him on, but he didn’t want to miss any part of her. And her full swollen breasts deserved special attention.

“I love these.” He groaned as he pushed them together to kiss and suck as he enjoyed her throaty gasps and whimpers of pleasure. Her hips writhed against his stomach, and he bit back the ache to get inside her. They were a long way from that point. Her features were always set in a beautiful calm, but in his arms she didn’t hide what she was feeling. She responded to every touch and kiss and he reveled in it. The robe disappeared and her hands slid over his burning skin. The soft touch of her fingers on his shoulders and face fanned the flames and made it harder for him to contain the arousal.

He released his wings, unable to keep them leashed. Her moans were destroying his control as much as that beast blood demanded he move faster, pin her down, and slide his cock deep until she couldn’t remember anything but the feel of him giving her what she craved. He growled as he bit back the impulses, but not before hearing her whimper of need as her fingers gripped his head. He sent a slow slide of power to lick over her lips and neck as he nipped at her hard nipples. He wanted to touch her everywhere at once, wanted to give her all the pleasure a God had to offer, but he was forced to start small.

He tuned to her emotions, making sure nothing was overwhelming her, and she growled, “Stop being careful.” The demand in her voice brought a smile to his lips.

Nothing would sway him from his course, but he’d take her at her word and give her more. With a thought, her wineglass was in his hand. Her eyes locked on the glass.

“You enjoy this wine?” he growled as he eyed her.

“Yes,” she breathed out.

“Then I will taste it.”

“From my lips?” It was as much a question as a plea. His female loved his lips on hers and that pleased him.

“Eventually,” he said with a grin. At her harsh breath, his eyes were drawn to her beautiful swollen breasts, imagining all the things he wanted to do with them. For now he dribbled a drop of dark liquid on the tip of one and watched it slide down between them. He leaned down and captured it with his tongue and followed the trail back up as the sweetness slid down his throat.

She moaned and her hands were at the tie holding back his hair. “No, Sacha.” And he sent power to gently remove her hands. She groaned but didn’t fight the hold. She was lost in the promise of more pleasure. Her wet pussy was sliding over his stomach and making it hard not to speed the pace, but he wanted to draw it out as long as he could. He focused his attention back on giving her more; he trailed his tongue over the nub and then sucked. Her body rocked beneath him, she was close. He pulled back and gave the other a soft nip before moving lower. He’d never wanted to explore anything more than he wanted to learn every dip and curve of her body, inside and out.

His cock jerked, dying for its own exploration.

*****

Sacha moved her hips in invitation. “Not yet,
thisavre mou
. Now spread your pretty thighs wide for me.” The noises she made only made him go slower, and she was dying for more.

Instead of opening for him, she pulled her hands from his telekinetic hold and slid her fingers over his shoulders and demanded, “No more teasing.” She wanted his mouth on her, she wanted to know what that would feel like, but she almost needed to be filled more.

He grinned up at her. Power whipped around the room in waves as he held himself in check though she’d told him not to. Even now he held her hips down with his stomach, and his warm flesh against her aching pussy was too much and not enough all at once. Licks of power teased every inch of her skin as his lips tormented her.

“Spread for me, Sacha. And keep your hands by your head. I promise it’ll be worth it,
thisavre mou
.”

She felt his determination and mentally cursed him as she did as he asked.

He spilled another drop of the wine she loved. This time it pooled in her belly button, and her body arched into his lips as he licked and sucked it from her skin. She was on fire. He was holding back so much, yet she was coming apart. Splayed open and needing more. She wanted to torment him just as he was doing to her. She watched as his thick shoulders moved down her body.

“I’ll make my body available for anything you want. Later,” he promised, and she lay there burning up as she planned her attack.

He chuckled for a second before he slid back and gazed at her open and wet. If anything, his eyes blazed hotter as he looked at her.

She groaned, her pussy clenching in anticipation. “I can’t take much more.” She was willing to admit defeat. He couldn’t just look at her and not touch.

She could feel how much he wanted to take her. A flash of her bare pussy filled her mind, he was sharing what he was seeing.

“Beautiful,” he said reverently.

She could see her own juices, she was ready. And then he dribbled the wine and showed her as the silky liquid slid over her clit and down her lips all the way to her ass. She wasn’t sure where the glass went, but his hand gripped her, holding her wide as he licked from her tiny back hole all the way back up, groaning as her hips jerked. She silently screamed as her vision blurred. His tongue slid inside her before moving to flick over her clit. She barely had time to breathe before his mouth wrapped around her sensitive nub and sucked.

The sheer pleasure rocked her hard enough that she almost broke apart. She could feel her cells trying to snap free. He held it back, grounding her on the bed with his power.

When he lifted away, it was only to suck on her lower lips. The look in his eyes when they met was searing. “The wine’s not nearly as sweet as your pussy.”

He lowered again as she gasped for air. He didn’t do anything but look at her. His big hands still held her splayed for him.

“I’m thirsty,
thisavre mou
. Give me the wine I want,” he growled as he gently set both thumbs to her clit, sending her the images of what he was seeing. Her thighs wide, her pussy and ass open to his gaze, to anything he wanted. His thumbs were driving her crazy.

She groaned, “What are you doing?”

“I’m watching your sweet pussy work. It wants to give me more sweet juices to lick up.” He growled as he gently manipulated that nub until she watched a drop slip free and start sliding down to her ass. She could barely breathe through her own pleasure, but his was nearly as intense. He loved watching her get wet. She moaned as another followed. “That’s good, Sacha. Give it all to me.”

Her back bowed as her senses were taken over by the soft circles of his thumbs on her clit.

He trailed his tongue over the nerves of her ass and slowly made his way higher until her muscles were so tight she was sure she’d come the second his hot breath ran back over her clit.

He didn’t do as she expected; instead he changed his grip and brought her pussy up to suck her clit as his eyes locked on hers.

She cried out when he lifted her up and thrust two fingers inside her and twisted his wrist as he moved back up her body. She came pulsing around thick fingers, sucking him in. His eyes flashed and then his lips were on hers, taking her screams as he pumped his fingers until her power slammed inside her mind.

Let it go. I’ve got you.

The taste of her desire and the sweet wine slid down her throat as he slipped his fingers free and let his bare cock ride over her aching clit until another blinding orgasm gripped her. She breathed him in as she let go of her iron grip on the power. The sheer force of it arched her back, but she held onto him, loving the soft feathers and bare skin against her calves. She had no idea where his pants went, but she was glad they were gone.

He grunted as his power slipped out to rein hers in. He never stopped kissing her, his cock grinding her pussy hard as she soared. Her power was captured by his and she felt him diffusing it as it came. It was wild and freeing as power unleashed from her into him and back out into the room. It was unleashing a hurricane all around them. The fire flared higher in the hearth, and the heat from their bodies almost burned.

When it finally calmed, he broke the kiss and groaned deep. Come jetted on her stomach and her breasts. His head fell back on his neck, his wings stretched out majestically, and it was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. When the last warm stream of come pooled in her belly button, he gazed down at her with so much reverence and divine beauty that she was certain he was everything a God was meant to be.

Chapter 19

Guardian Manor, Tetartos Realm

P leaned back against the solid wood table in the war room. Soon the place would be filled with Guardians and their mates. For now P listened to Drake explain what had happened with Sacha to Bastian and his Tasha.

“He’s attracting possessed? Why didn’t anyone call me immediately?” Bastian, the usually calm Kairos, demanded.

He and Drake had dropped off the possessed in some dark alley while Uri and Alex dealt with the broken lock at Sacha’s. After that Drake had called Bastian in because the male needed to hear what happened before the others did.

“We took care of it,” Drake bit out. “Sacha and Hades need some time to deal with their mating. They’re at the island.”

Bastian’s eyes hardened a fraction as he hissed out a breath. His mate inched closer to him. Bastian couldn’t exactly be thrilled to hear about his mother’s mating.

P pinched the bridge of his nose. This was fucked, he just hoped his father was doing right by Sacha, though a part of him knew Hades would. His father had always had a soft spot for females, but that wasn’t exactly a selling point anyone wanted to mention at this point.

Sirena came in a second later and listened to Drake finish. The healer was in her usual fifties-style dress, this time with glasses that she didn’t need perched on her small nose. When Drake was finished with the details, she added, “The blood tests on Sacha and Hades came back fine. I’m sure they’ll be through this getting-to-know-each-other part soon enough,” she assured Bastian, adding, “He cares for her.”

That was what the Kairos needed to hear, because his shoulders seemed to relax as he growled, “Good.”

“She’ll be fine. We just need to allow them some alone time,” Tasha said, leaning into her male. Bastian tucked his beautiful female into his side, looking down at her with warmth. It felt like the two had forgotten they were even there, and P mentally sighed. This was the way of the mated.

Guardians and mates started filtering into the room, most talking as they entered. Conn came in with his female and all of her sisters and brothers. The Lykos clan was chatting boisterously with Brianne and Vane as they all walked in. Conn shook his head as he tucked his mate into a chair next to him. The male was in his usual flannel, his tattoos peeking from the rolled sleeves. Dacia’s amber eyes flashed in annoyance at something one of her more outgoing sisters said, and P smiled.

The Guardian family had expanded a lot. Most of the wolves helped where they could here in Tetartos Realm. And some of the more technology minded were taking over corners in the war room on a daily basis in order to help Conn with some of the office shit. The Lykos and his brother-in-law, Hagen, argued often about investments of the Guardian money.

The females had mostly taken over the gym at the manor, as Alex, Ileana and some of the other warrior females were determined to teach all of the females how to fight.

Rain came in chatting with Alyssa. Dorian’s and Gregoire’s mates had been childhood friends. Something about all the chatter made P feel both happy and unsettled.

Sander entered and sauntered directly to P. The Phoenix had been his partner for centuries, even before they were Guardians. Sander and Jax had been the ones to help P search for the artifact that called the Creators back. They’d bonded then. The male’s bronzed skin and bald head made his white tee shirt stand out. One look at the printed slogan sent a blast of laughter from P’s lungs. In bold black letters it said TEAM NASTIA and below were slanted red letters that said “see proof below” with a black arrow pointed down at the Phoenix’s dick. Which was exactly where Nastia ensured Sander was marked as her male. P had been at their mating ceremony and unfortunately witnessed that particular marking.

It was tradition for a mated male to be permanently tattooed with the symbol on their chest.

Sander bit out, “Fuck you.” But Nastia was right behind him with a beaming smile on her gorgeous face. She was in leather pants and her white tee shirt made more laughter escape. In bold black were the words SANDER IS TEAM NASTIA and below in red letters were the words “see proof” with an arrow pointing to the left. It was ridiculous, but the Phoenix growled something about losing a bet. His brother Guardian’s eyes lit with amusement as he grabbed his female and tucked her into his side.

P could only imagine what the bet could have been between the two. Sander shook his head as the remaining Guardians and mates piled into the room and sat while poking fun of Sander.

Family. P needed the reminder when everything seemed unknown.

Drake broke it up and quieted everyone. The room was filled with people.

P stood at the back of the room, with his arms crossed, and listened to the details of what happened at Sacha’s for what felt like the fiftieth time. His mind trailed back to the lake where Hades had called the Goddess of Thule. P itched to get back there and stare into that cool mountain water in hopes that he’d learn its secrets. The waters stayed a deep glassy blue even as everything else froze around it.