Page 85 of Cryptic Dreams
“I know, my love. You are torn between what you have been taught, the societal norms that dictate this is inappropriate, indecent, taboo, and the desire to give in and let me claim you for all the world to see.”
Exactly.
That is exactly what I’m struggling with, but it’s a losing battle because somewhere in my mind I know that, while this may not be normal for humans and what they preach to keep us in line, it’s perfectly acceptable and like Wraith said, expected of us because it’s in our nature. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, intense sexual encounters and carnal desires of the flesh are all part of what holds us separate from so many others, and I’m finding the longer I’m with my mate, the more I feel like my true self and embrace it. What I thought I knew, who I thought I was, and who I was supposed to be, all of that was vicious lies and long before I betrayed myself by being someone weak and fearful, I was spoon-fed the bullshit in order to keep me from reaching my full potential.
And I can’t allow that to happen any longer.
Not when I know the truth, not when I have a mate who saw me for who I truly was before he even knew my name, not when the other half of who I am worships me and loves me the way he does. Wraith loves me in a way that makes me feel powerful and strong, it makes me believe I am everything he says I am and he’s one hundred percent right in saying that he and I will be a force so great we will bring the world as we know it to its knees.
It’s funny what tapping into centuries worth of pent up sexual frustration can do for the soul.
Wraith chuckles against my neck as he continues feeding. “I do love the way your gorgeous mind works, Zephyr.”
“Sometimes I just need to think things all the way through.”
“And the conclusion you’ve come to after doing so?”
In response, I bare down on his lap and widen my legs.
God, just having his fingers inside of me is the most amazing feeling but it isn’t enough, not right now when I’ve decided that I no longer want to be anyone other than the female I was born to be. A powerful vampire, a strong and fierce female, the mate of a Descendant who makes me feel alive and free. That’s who I’m going to be from now on and it starts right this second by having my mate claim me in the middle of a fucking Great Counsel meeting.
“Yes,”Wraith hisses, his fingers disappearing from my pussy just as abruptly as they invaded it moments ago.
He wastes no time, my deviant prince, his hand tearing my panties in one tug before moving to his fly just as quickly. He unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips, then with a slight lift and reposition, Wraith thrusts up from underneath me until his cock is buried to the hilt inside my needy core.
“So good,” I groan, then lean back against him. “So goddamn good, honey.”
His fingers flex against my throat as his mouth moves to my ear. “It is, my love. Your cunt is the closest I shall ever get to heaven and I’d die a thousand deaths in order to remain there for all of eternity.”
Wraith’s hand under my gown splays over my stomach, holds me still while he pumps up into me, my walls fluttering around his cock with each forceful stroke. “Look at me, love.”
The audible growl has my heated gaze turning to my mate and what I see, god it makes my pussy clench.
Black eyes hooded and full of desire, my blood running down his chin. There is an intense love, intense possessiveness in Wraith’s stare and when he grins that seductively evil grin, I can’t help the way my entire body responds.
My hands shoot out to the armrests of his throne and grip tight to keep me grounded as the first sign of my orgasm begins creeping up my spine. My mate’s smile grows as his fingers move to my chin and squeeze hard, tilting my head so he can claim my mouth just as aggressively as he is claiming my body. We kiss with so much hunger, so much raw need that I know my lips will be bruised and swollen, but I love it. I love him and everything Wraith is, so I’ll gladly wear whatever marks he leaves with pride.
“God, you are simply perfect,” he growls. “Perfect in all ways and I find this adventurous side of you even more appealing than I thought I would.”
All I can do is moan. I moan low and deep as Wraith’s hips slam into my ass, as his cock pounds into my pussy with so much force he bounces me up and down on his lap.
“You like this, yeah? Like the way your mate fucks your tight little cunt in front of so many lustful eyes? The way your fated match claims you with an audience that futilely covets us both?”
“Yes… oh god, yes. Wraith—”
“Look, my love,” he grunts as his thrusts quicken. “Look at your subjects, let them see the power that is our bond. Let these undeserving and vile cretins watch what true love looks like while I make you come all over my cock.”
So help me, I do.
I tear my gaze away from Wraith and look at the crowd, scanning the orgy to find almost all eyes on us. And while I see the unmistakable expressions of jealousy on some faces, concern on a few others, most of them are smiling with acceptance while they feed and fuck their partners. My mate and I have gained the approval of many nobles and I should be embarrassed by the way my core clenches and gushes at the thought. But I’m not.
Not even a little and I find that I don’t really care either, not in any way other than feeling the thrill of so many watching while I chase the euphoric release my mate is eager to provide.
“Zephyr… “ Wraith groans as his thrusts turn brutal. “Zephyr, my love, you are close.”
I am. I am so freaking close to coming that it will only take a few more pumps, but what my beautiful male does next has me tipping right over the edge.
Wraith releases my chin and lifts his wrist to my lips and the second I sink my fangs into his skin, my mate bites my neck hard and roars against my vein, my orgasm crashing into me like a freight train. And as soon as I shatter and fall apart all over his cock, I actually feel Wraith explode inside of me, the hot jets of his climax filling me so full I could cry.
