Page 15 of A Seduction Of Death (Umbra Hunters #4)

FIFTEEN

Valen

M eyer settles slightly, the crazed look in her eyes lessening at my words. The urge to run, to see if she will give chase, rushes through me. It's not something I’m naturally inclined to do, but I’m more than willing to play a little with my girl if that’s what she needs.

The fact that Meyer is currently stalking me through the room is somewhat odd, even with her mixed Demonic lineage. Females of the Versipellis race have more protective urges than Dream Walkers and will hunt when needed, but it is rare. Whatever I did must have triggered her instincts to lay a claim, one I’m more than happy to allow as long as it’s something she actually wants and isn't simply instinct-driven.

I raise my hands, not wanting to leave the room while she’s like this, and smile when she narrows her eyes at me. I can't tell if she’s not trusting my easy surrender or mad that I’m not running from her obvious attempt at being a threat. I let the smile fall from my lips, not wanting her to think her stalking me is adorable. I mean, it is. It's so cute, and I almost wish my brothers were here to see it. But I’m far too selfish to share right now. I wave my hand in the air, and my magic springs to do my bidding, flicking the lock on the handle with an audible click.

“Mi Sol,” I murmur as she takes another step forward, her green eyes moving from my hands to my face. I tilt my head in wonder at the flicker of black in her eyes, my magic still heavy in the air around her as she slowly creeps toward me. An idea forms, and a thrill rushes through me at the very thought. “Meyer,” I start to say, and her scowl returns. Chuckling, I nod, letting her know I understand. “Mi Sol,” I correct, and her shoulders instantly relax just before she leaps, taking me so off guard I gasp and stumble back into the dresser behind me. My arms snap around her small waist, keeping her pressed to my chest until I know I’m not about to drop her, and I groan when I feel her tiny teeth nip at my throat as she nuzzles into me.

“Mine,” she whispers, and I shiver and nod. Yes. All hers. Every damn inch of me belongs to this girl, and I can’t help but pray she allows a mating bond to form tonight, or I might just lose my mind.

“Yours,” I agree, hand cupping the back of her head, encouraging her as close as possible as I take deep, calming breaths. I need to stay in control and make sure nothing happens that she won’t like or agree with. “I–”

“I want to be yours, Valen. All yours,” she whispers, and I can't stop the helpless groan that breaks past my lips as I turn and sit her on the dresser. Her legs immediately snap around my waist as I stand between them, and her grip is firm, as if she’s afraid to let go.

“I want that too, Love,” I admit and swallow hard as I figure out if she’s in the correct mindset for bonding right now. Dream Walkers aren’t like Versipellis Demons. We don’t bite. It is a much deeper, much more complex union than the instinct my brothers had felt. They needed to lay a claim to their mate, and their Demon sides needed physical contact. The mate bond Nox and Creed made with Meyer is strong and unbreakable. She is theirs as much as they are hers. Not only will Nox and Creed have an insight into Meyer's feelings and emotions, but they will also feel a physical need to have her at their sides at all times. It will even become painful to be apart for long periods of time.

Dream Walkers, on the other hand, rely on their emotions coupled with magic to form a mate bond. You have to trust someone implicitly, allowing them into not only your life as an extension of yourself but your soul as well. You make a Demonic deal, a bargain, one set in blood and magic that can never be altered. Both mate bonds are permanent and equal in our world's eyes. But the one I’m asking for will take much more from Meyer than the pain of a bite, and I need to ensure she can mentally handle it.

“So make me yours,” she rasps when I say nothing else, drawing back to look at me.

“It’s not that easy, Mi Sol. We need to talk about this before continuing.”

“No,” she instantly says and shakes her head, as stubborn as ever.

“It's not like the other mate bonds you’ve experienced. Dream Walkers combine their magic and–” Meyer slaps her hand over my mouth and nods.

“Yeah, okay. But in the end, I’ll be yours, and you’ll be mine, right?” she asks almost nervously. I nod in response since she still has her hand covering my lips. “Is it going to hurt?” she asks, biting her lip, and I shake my head. There shouldn't be any physical pain; I’ll be able to mask everything with my magic in order to keep her comfortable. But the mental toll and exhaustion that she may experience after we’ve completed the bond could be overwhelming. “Do I need to do anything special?” she asks, and I grin. I reach up and peel her hand from my mouth before kissing the tips of her fingers.

“No, Mi Sol. You have to let me love you. You have to trust me and I’ll take care of the rest,” I murmur, watching her closely as she takes a deep breath and nods.

“I do trust you,” she whispers, and my eyes fall shut, relief pouring through me at her words. I knew we were in a good place and hoped everything would be okay between us. But since I started our relationship with half-truths and lies about what I am, I worried she may have some reservations. “And that's all I need to know,” she adds, and I open my eyes to stare at her, watching as she shifts on the dresser. “I just… okay, I know this sounds a little pathetic, but I’ve had enough weird new things over the last couple of weeks, and I don't want to know the details if it will freak me out. All I know is that I want you, Valen. And that's enough for me,” she grumbles, her lips twisting to the side as her cheeks turn pink.

Fuck, I love this girl.

“Mi Sol.” My voice cracks as emotions suddenly overwhelm me, and I smile when her soft hands cup my face, and she leans forward, kissing me.

“I love you,” she breathes against my lips, and I swear my heart bursts in my chest. I can feel my magic grow, practically strutting around like a damn teenager as I pull back and stare at the love of my life, wishing there was a way I could not only tell her but show her the depth of my feelings. Those three words didn’t seem like enough to fully acknowledge the depth of what I feel for the woman in front of me.

“You have no idea how much I love and adore you,” I finally rasp, stroking a finger down her cheek, hoping she can see how much I really love her.

“If it’s even half as much as I love you, then I’m the luckiest girl in the world,” she whispers. I don't tell her I’m the lucky one here, and count my blessings daily that I have her in my life. I trace a finger over her perfect, kiss-swollen lips, marveling over the fact that this girl is mine, that she wants my mate bond. Knowing my words aren’t enough, I bend, scooping her back into my arms, and turn, crossing to the bed and tossing her onto the pillows and blankets, grinning as she giggles, hands flying out to steady herself.

“In a hurry?” she teases. I grab my shirt and yank it over my head, my heart thundering in my chest with the need to show her what she means to me and the depth of my feelings for her.

“I’ve waited over a century for you, Love. I’m finding my patience running thin to officially call you mine,” I admit, loving how her eyes rake over my body as I slowly undress for her. “No,” I growl when her hands move to the laces on her shirt.

“No?” She asks in surprise, brows furrowing in confusion as I kick off my shoes and then shuck off my pants, leaving me in only my boxers.

“No,” I say again, kneeling on the bed and leaning over her, making her fall back onto the pillows and stare up at me. “I want to undress you.”

Meyer groans as I lean down, hitching an arm around her waist and tugging her body firmly against mine as I rock my hard erection against her jean-clad pussy. I hum in approval when she bucks her hips, asking for more. Tearing my lips from hers, I trail kisses down her neck and shoulder, relishing the soft whimpers she releases as I move to her breasts and bite one of her pebbled nipples through the fabric of her shirt.

“Need you naked,” I rasp, sitting up and yanking her to sit upright as I tear the shirt off before unclasping her bra. Shoving her back to the bed, I dive back down, kissing and sucking at her breasts like a starved man. Her hips wiggle under me, and my cock jerks in my boxers in response, wanting to be buried deep inside her. Kissing back up her neck, I take her lips with mine and rock against her as she grinds her center against me. Hating that I can’t feel her hot, wet flesh with my own, I reach down, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her pants and yank them down, making sure I take her panties with them, leaving her completely bare for me.

Fuck me. I can see her arousal glistening on her perfect pussy, her thighs wet and slightly parted, giving me the best view in the world. “Is this all for me, Love?” I ask, leaning forward, her scent filling my senses as I drag a finger through her sex, coating it thoroughly before bringing it to my lips and sucking it clean. I groan at the taste of her on my tongue, the need to devour her, to own her, making a growl erupt from my chest as my magic shifts, darkening the room around us. I almost cum in my fucking boxers when Meyer’s magic responds, crashing from her like a wave, stronger than I’ve ever felt before.

The intense and volatile, almost painful magic tugs on my own, demanding all of me, and I willingly give it all, surrendering to her magical demands and letting my magic seep into the very depths of hers.

“Valen?” Meyer’s voice is strained, and I grip her thighs, tugging her further down the bed as I stare at her.

“Trust me,” I whisper, and she nods, not a moment of hesitation, as I lower my mouth to her sex. Her thighs shudder as I slowly sink two fingers into her pussy, making her gasp and arch into me, begging for more. Using my thumb, I put pressure on her clit before sucking it into my mouth. I swirl and lick the little bud until she quivers, her hands moving to my hair, knotting themselves into the strands as she clings to me, her body relaxing and trusting me to take care of her.

Smirking in satisfaction, I fuck my fingers into her wet cunt as I suck her clit into my mouth, rolling my tongue over the little bud, turning her pleas into screams of pleasure as her muscles tighten and she explodes into my mouth. I groan, relishing the flavor of her release, licking up every drop as I keep pumping my fingers into her, easing her down from her climax.

“Holy shit, Valen,” she finally gasps, chest heaving, eyes wide as she shoves up on her elbows and stares down at me between her creamy thighs. My fingers dig into her thighs when she tries to move, and I nip at her clit, making her curse and buck her hips. “Valen,” she scolds, hand shoving at my head, trying to push me off her. I suck her clit deeper into my mouth, rolling my lips and making her scream as her pussy flutters around my fingers. “No, no, I’m too sensitive,” she practically growls and sits upright, tearing away from my grip and setting my teeth on edge when I no longer have her pinned under me.

She moves then, shoving me down to the bed and shoving my boxers down my legs, moving back so I can kick them off. By the time they hit the floor, she leaps forward, straddling me, her knees pressing into the bed below us as she seals her lips to mine in a hard kiss. Her tongue gives a hot swipe over mine, making me buck up against her warm center.

Shocked at our sudden change of position, I watch in excitement as she sits up on her knees and grabs my hard erection, notching it at her soaking-wet center. My eyes move to watch as Meyer slowly sinks down on my cock, her tight pussy stretching wide as she bounces up and down, taking me deeper with each roll of her hips.

“Just like that, Mi Sol,” I praise, leaning back and enjoying the erotic show she’s putting on. Dream Walkers aren't as naturally dominant as other Demon races are, and I’m more than willing to allow Meyer the control she may need, seeing as her other mates will demand her submission. The vision of her taking over, controlling her pleasure and mine, is one I’ll never forget. I’m practically drooling over how amazing my perfect, beautiful mate looks as she rides my cock. Our magic cords around us, sparking in the air and making me groan at the intensity of it all. Her pussy wrapped around my cock, taking me as deep as she can while our magic unites, letting me feel not only her satisfaction but her love. Her love for me, for the guys, for the small family we have fought so hard for these last few months.

Fuck. Tears prick at my eyes as I cling to her, watching with parted lips as her head rolls back on her shoulders, looking like a damn goddess.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, her hands pressing to my chest and her legs shaking just the smallest amount as she bounces above me. I can’t help but sit forward and grab her breasts, kissing one before moving to the other and sucking one of her dusky pink nipples into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the little bud before nipping at it, all while encouraging her to ride me. She arches her back, a small hand moving to the back of my head, pressing me closer to her, showing me she wants more. When her rhythm falters, I grin, feeling her internal muscles clamping down on me, her orgasm rising to the surface.

“That's it, Love. Take what you need,” I rasp, moving my hands to her backside, cupping her ass, and helping her move up and down my cock. I moan when I look down to where we are connected and see her arousal soaking my dick as her greedy little pussy strains to take all of me.

“Valen,” she cries out, her head falling back as her body locks up. I smile wickedly, keeping my hands on her ass and fucking up into her as she coats me in her cum.

“Yes! Like that,” I growl, my magic bursting inside me, making my hands darken, my pale skin turning to a shade of gray as I try to control myself. “Shit,” I grunt, feeling my balls raise up and not wanting to come yet. But with the way Meyer’s pussy is gripping my cock like a vice, I know I don’t stand a chance. “I want to make a deal, my love,” I whisper, hand pressing against her lower back, letting her grind on my cock while keeping her close.

Meyer’s lust-filled, glazed-over eyes snap down to meet my own, and I gasp when I see black seeping through the green there, covering the color until it is nothing but inky shadows.

“A deal?” Dark, spiderwebbed veins creep out from the corners of her eyes.

My mouth drops open in shock as her magic shifts. The near-volatile feeling I had just experienced alters in the air as her beautiful light blonde hair, which cascades over her shoulders and down her back, darkens to a stunning silver gray.

By the Gods, Meyer has a Shade form.

I’m so fucked. Well and truly fucked.

“Yes. A deal,” I rasp, my magic lacing my words as Mi Sol studies me with those beautiful black eyes. “You agree to be mine, Mi Sol. No matter when or where. No matter what happens in our future. You will be mine. Will belong to me. Forever .”

“Yes,” she gasps, eyes rolling back, and I smirk, feeling my magic strengthen at her verbal agreement.

Oh, my sweet, trusting, perfect little mate. If I were a Demon without a soul, I could easily bind her to me without giving something in return. Her agreement to my deal was already sealed with that single word. I hum in appreciation, feeling her magic surrendering to mine without a fight as I prepare to give her all of me.

“In return, my love,” I whisper in her ear. “I promise you, my soul. Yours to command and control as you see fit. In every way, I’ll belong to you and no other.” I struggle through the words, trying to ensure I have my deal worded correctly so there will be no room for negotiation in the future.

Meyer is mine, and I won't ever let her go.

The life I lived before her was a dark one, filled with loneliness and pain. I was quite literally trapped by the Seniorem in a never-ending night, contemplating how I would end my life before I completely lost myself to the darkness. Ready to give up and just stop existing. Then she came into my dreams, filling them with light and hope, and for the first time in forever, I didn’t want to die. Without her, I have no purpose left.

“Yes, yes, please Valen,” she begs as my magic grows, cementing our deal into an unbreakable vow, her magic strengthening its power. I can feel my Shade press to the surface, jumping toward my girl, my magic bending around her now distinctly Dream Walker magic that she’s finally allowed to come out and play. I gasp as her perfect pussy clenches around my length, and I surrender to my Shade form, to Meyer, to our love, and let our magic do what it’s been begging to do since the moment I first saw her in my dreamscape. It starts at my fingers and toes, the burning sensation of Mi Sol’s magic engraving itself into my being, winding bone deep as I grunt, grinding my teeth in pain.

I keep my magic circling her, ensuring she doesn't feel even a hint of discomfort as I bow to her magic’s will, allowing it access to every molecule of my being. Meyer’s eyes widen, and I know she can feel the shift, the almost heavy feeling in her chest that will resemble the same mate bond she shares with Creed and Nox as her body arches, her mouth dropping open in shock. I can feel my magic curve its way into her, joining us together as one.

Almost like I’m hovering above us, I watch as I press my hand over her chest, my other hand gripping hers and pressing it to my own. Black and green magic sparks under my palm, and my mark forms on her skin as red and green magic begins to glow under her hand on my chest. The sensation of fire licking across my chest tears a shout of pain from me as our magic pulls tight, like a thread ready to snap.

“Oh!” Meyer cries, and I feel my release cresting, no longer able to fight back the wave of pleasure. Like a pop, the world snaps back to me, and I’m staring up at my goddess, my mate, my everything, as she screams and falls apart in my arms.

“Fuuuck!” My cock jerks deep in her as she clenches down on me, hips bucking, fingers clawing at my chest as everything quite literally detonates around us.