Vanished Pride (The Seven Sin Sisters 4) (12 page)

“Take them off,
Donovan,” Paige encouraged him.

He moved them aside and
puffed a breath of air onto her slick folds. Paige trembled and, needing the
touch as much as she did, Donovan slipped two fingers into the tiny panties and
drew them down her legs. Yes, he could’ve willed them away with his power, but
tonight he wanted his mate in the purest form. For tonight, he’d set his powers
aside.

“I find myself hungry,”
Donovan spoke in a rough voice as he kissed his way back up her legs. He
returned to her unrestricted core. He could see every delicious part of his
mate. She was wet and slick for him. Her desire so evident, Donovan wanted to
scream out his good fortune.

Unable to resist the
touch, he stroked his fingers through her folds. Paige jumped, startled, but
then relaxed again and watched with darkened, glazed eyes as Donovan lifted his
fingers, now glistening with her arousal, to his mouth. He savored her taste,
smiled and then dropped down on his stomach between her legs and feasted on her
core. He planned to pull out every drop of her cream before he allowed himself
to fuck her.

“Oh Goddess, Donovan,” Paige
called out, “It’s so good.” She arched her back and Donovan placed his arms
underneath her bottom to lift her for better access. He drew his tongue out to
burrow as deep as possible into her core, fucking her with his tongue even as
his fingers stroked along the cleft of her ass.

Donovan didn’t even
pause for a beat as he sent the words into her mind, “
Let go, Princess. Let go and let me catch you.
”

It wasn’t but a minute
before Paige shattered. It was the most glorious sight he’d ever seen. Donovan
experienced not only his own satisfaction but also her pleasure through their
connection. Now more powerful than ever, it was as if her emotions were tied to
his. Bright sparks burst around her mate. They appeared as fireworks shooting
out from around them and their light reflected in Paige’s eyes as she regained
her composure and looked up at him.

“
That was incredible
,” Paige spoke into his mind.

“
That was just the first
.” Donovan raised his eyebrows playfully and
grinned before he bent his head between her thighs again.

Donovan licked along
her thigh, moved inward towards the juncture of her leg and torso, and licked
at the thin skin there. The thick vein below pulsed as if calling out to him.
Using his Valendite speed, he penetrated her skin with his teeth and drew her
blood from her vein. He took deep pulls of her warm blood and reveled in the
rich, smooth feel of it coating his throat.

“Yes, Donovan, I love
knowing I can feed you.” Paige’s words sent Donovan into a spiral. He was going
to lose his control if he didn’t get himself inside his mate. He’d drawn this
out long enough. Now he needed to be inside her hot core. Closing the wound, he
drew his tongue across the small openings from his teeth.

He looked up at Paige.
She lay out before him, her skin sweaty and her hair damp with perspiration,
awaiting his command. She was his and she was as stunning as a wanton fairy
with her gown bunched around her, but still offsetting her soft skin tone.
Donovan’s eyes were drawn again to the colorful sparks bursting around her.
Like a vixen, she crooked her finger and called him to her.

That was the only
encouragement Donovan needed before he willed his clothes gone and flipped her
onto her stomach. “On your knees and elbows,” he instructed.

Once she was arranged
just how he wanted her, he helped move her gown up to reveal her bare bottom.
He had imagined making love to her in this gown from the first moment he saw
her walking towards him. Donovan kneeled behind her and massaged the firm
globes of her ass. At first, she flinched away; but soon enough, she relaxed
into his touch. She was ready for him.

In the next moment, Donovan
thrust his cock fully into her core. She cried out but immediately pushed back.
Oh yes, she was definitely ready. He needed no more encouragement before he
began to piston in and out of her with a ferocity he’d never felt before. This
was a claiming, a marking. She may not yet wear his jewels, but there would be
time for that.

Paige exalted in the
strength and power she felt coming from Donovan. He was so strong. She no
longer needed to carry her burdens alone. She no longer had to live her life to
always be more. She was enough for him. Her folds grew slicker as Donovan
continued pumping with all his strength. Paige was overwhelmed by all the
sensations suddenly bombarding her as she opened fully to his emotions.

His thrusts were strong
and focused, and his thoughts were fully concentrated on the act of claiming
her. She was so wet, the sound of movement was a sensual barrage. His cock
nearly slipped from her channel with every thrust. Donovan was a man after a
purpose and he was not to be stopped. Not that she wanted to stop him.

Paige felt her orgasm
coming and she stayed on the edge as he rocked his hips faster. She wanted to
cum with him. “I’m so close, Donovan. Please tell me you’re almost there.
Please. I want to share this.” Paige’s words came stilted. She was barely able
to gain enough oxygen to push the words from her mouth.

 
“Yes, I’m close. Oh, Goddess, so close. Milk
my cock, Princess, make my seed fill you. Squeeze me, baby.” Donovan took hold
of her hips in a tight grip and continued talking to Paige until she screamed
out.

The burning sensation
licked over her nipples and her clit as if he were actually touching them
instead of continuing his thrusts into her. Goddess, she was on the verge of
another orgasm. Her legs trembled. She couldn’t catch her breath. This orgasm
caused her powers to rise up even larger than the first. A mix of emotions came
from Donovan as he emptied himself inside her. He’d found his release just as
she had. A powerful sense of awe fluttered through her body and heated her
blood further.

As he lowered them both
to the bed and cuddled her into his side, she caught sight of his pulse. It was
a steady beating in his neck she couldn’t ignore. She licked along the column
of his neck and moaned.

“You need something,
Principessa
?” Donovan asked her with a
bit of humor to his voice. He obviously knew what she wanted. She was amazed at
the reality of their bond. She had no idea just how powerful this feeling of
connection could be.

“
I need to drink from you, Donovan
.” Embarrassed to speak the words
aloud, Paige used her bond to speak.

When she felt his smile
against her shoulder and heard her words inside her mind, she warmed. “
Come and drink
.”

Donovan tugged her
closer and held her as she nipped the smooth skin of his neck and sipped from
him. Paige knew how good it felt when he did this to her and wondered if there
would be more play before bed. She rubbed herself against him, running her legs
up and down along his.

 
“My little vixen, we will sleep now. Perhaps
later after you rest, I’ll wake you for more again.” Donovan stroked his
fingers through her hair, massaging her head as he watched her. He leaned into
her hair to breathe in her unique fragrance that never failed to capture him.

* * * *

Paige woke to the
feeling of Donovan’s tongue as it lapped a wet line along her skin.

“I need to drink from
you,” Donovan whispered into her neck just before she felt his teeth pierce her
skin. He drank deeply, so very deeply, and as he swallowed her blood, she heard
the sounds of her own moaning escape her. Paige ran her hands along the muscles
of Donovan’s long body. She pressed her core against his pelvis to relieve the
pressure building inside, but with every pivot of her hips, she only burned
more. She was ready to ignite by the time he finally released his suction.

“Goddess, Donovan, I
need—”

Donovan cut off her
words, “I know, Princess, and I’m going to give you what you need.” He nipped
at her lips, drawing blood. She did the same to him before they each used their
tongues to soothe the other. Paige couldn’t hold back her need for him to be
inside her. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her hands on
his bare chest.

Paige felt the muscles of
his upper chest bulge as he shifted beneath her to fit his cock along the folds
of her core. Warmth bombarded her senses, a heat that bit up her spine, as his
thick cock glided across her soaked folds. She moved her hips so she could feel
his full length, still enamored by his strength and mass. Goddess, her mate was
truly heaven-sent.

Paige leaned down to
Donovan’s ear and spoke, “I want to return the favor you gave me last night.”

She didn’t give him a
chance to process her words before she made her way down his body, rubbing her
full length against him as she sank lower and perched above his cock. It was wet
from her juices and leaking pre-cum. The thought of tasting him caused her to lick
her top lip
instinctively. Donovan groaned as he watched her
admiring him. Paige was going to give him a show.

She wrapped her hand around
the base of his shaft and fisted it as best she could. She moved her fist up
and down with a firm stroke before leaning down to lick the head. Donovan’s
breathing grew ragged as he watched her lips surround his shaft with her mouth
and draw it in. Ever so slowly, Paige moved it in and out of her mouth as she
held onto the base with one hand and began massaging his sack with her other.

She sucked, drawing his
hard-as-steel cock more fully into her mouth until she could feel it touch the
back of her throat. Using her nose to breathe, she swallowed repeatedly around
the head. She drank in more pre-cum as it leaked. Paige was ready to burst as
she worked Donovan to the edge, wanting so badly to push him over. Paige needed
Donovan to lose control at her hands. She needed to know she could bring her
mate that measure of pleasure.

Bringing
his cock fully out with a loud pop, Paige beamed up at him. She licked her lips
and looked up at Donovan from under her thick lashes. “I need to taste you.” Her
voice had a deep, sexy timber. Paige hardly recognized herself in this moment.

Donovan
nodded and Paige went back to her task. She licked him like a lollipop as she
continued massaging his sack. His cock was delicious with its thick veins running
along the length. The steel hard shaft under a silky layer of skin felt soft
against her tongue as she dipped her head again. By his gasp, she knew he felt
good when she took him completely down into the depths of her mouth.

More
and more quickly, she sucked him in and then drew him out of her mouth as her
moans drowned out the sounds Donovan made. Paige kept her eyes on his face. He
seemed to lose the control he held onto like a shield. She glorified in knowing
she could help bring down his shield as he had done for her. Their shields may
be protection from different things—hers for her pride and his for his control—but
regardless, they were something they would overcome together. For just this
moment, he was in her hands. She rose to the challenge and glorified in the
power she held. Donovan threw his head back just as she felt his thigh muscles
quiver below her.

Paige
used her tongue to find the sensitive spot along the underside of his cockhead.
She stroked it deeply with her tongue even as she firmed up her lips around his
girth. Paige worked him into a sweating, heaving mass of nerves as she used the
firmest of touches. When his groans grew louder and he began shouting at her, Paige
used her hand to twist the base of his shaft as she held him deep in her mouth.
She could taste his cum leaking and knew he was almost over the edge.

Unable
to hold herself together any longer, Paige reached below his sack and stroked
his perineum just once. Once was all it took. Donovan shot blasts of cum down her
throat and Paige fought to swallow every drop he gave to her. She savored each
taste of him, as he now became an even closer part of her. In this quiet moment
of the early morning, Donovan was the only thing that existed in her world.

* * * *

Donovan and Paige sat in silence, their bodies not touching, in the back
of the SUV Gage drove. Giving Paige the news of the mission had put an
immediate damper on their early morning encounter, and packing up for their
trip had been a series of stomps, snares and growls. Gone was the sweet way
Paige woke, her sleepy eyes watching him as he drank from her. Then when she
asked to taste him and meant more than just his blood, he nearly exploded from
her words alone. His mate shocked him with the hunger she’d shown for him. He
smiled at that memory. It was far more pleasant than when he’d explained the
mission that would bring several others along with them to Paris.

Despite his assurances she would proceed with the competition as
planned, he saw the disbelief flicker in her gaze before she looked away. If
he’d had the time, he would’ve taken her over his knee for how she reacted, but
they were already running late. Plus, he needed to cut her some slack. She had
pulled herself out of her pouting quickly and turned her attention to
understand exactly how things would work.

“You’ll be sitting in on the briefing once we’re airborne. You’ll know
all the details on the mission and some of your sisters will be there too,”
Donovan tried to reassure her. “I’ll do everything possible to keep this behind
the scenes so you aren’t disturbed. I promise it’ll be fine.” He reached over,
squeezed her hand and sent a prayer to the Goddess that he could keep his
promise.