Page 30 of The Baby Hex (Mori’s Mementos #2)

Pierce’s fingers worked double time and a wolfy whine escaped my lips.

I couldn’t help it. It all was too good – the sensations, the warmth, all his attention focused on me in all the places that were delightful.

I wanted to cum but more than that I wanted to know what it was to be connected to Pierce mind, body, and soul.

He was the guy I’d spend the rest of this life with.

The guy who I’d chosen in the Other World before Earthside was even a thing. I wanted that back. I needed that back.

“We get more than one chance,” my wolf whispered to me, dispelling any lingering fears.

That was the whole point of choosing a true-mate.

It was a bond that said no matter what happens in other lifetimes– the good, the bad, the horrendous – you’re still the one I choose.

I was ready to be chosen again. I wanted to be his chosen one.

His name echoed around my head as if I could call him into my body even though he hadn’t bothered to undress yet.

A stronger elf might’ve pulled away from Pierce’s probing fingers but heat made everything inside of me throb and I didn’t have the strength to give up the pleasure pulling my balls up tight against my body.

I ground harder, faster, against the bed and Pierce followed my lead.

Orgasm caught me off guard, exploding in a sticky, lubed up mess between me and the sheets.

I bit my lip trying not to howl again, but then I gave in.

The sound echoed around the room and then around my skull.

Pierce’s demanding fingers continued to rock inside me until I was letting out wolfy whimpers and pulling away from him.

He never stopped until it felt too good.

He gave me everything and then kept going.

I lay panting and sucking up the cool air from the air conditioner while he disappeared through the house.

I wasn’t sure what he was up to but I was too out of breath to ask questions.

He came back, cleaned me up, and changed the sheets without making me get off the bed.

Then he handed off a water bottle that was suspiciously pink until I drank it and realized he added raspberry flavored electrolyte powder.

I laughed to myself. Yeah. This was a workout, but it was better than any stairmaster I’d been on.

“Are you going to keep your clothes on the whole time?” I asked.

“No, just until we’re ready,” he said. “It’s about seven degrees colder in here than I prefer.”

“Don’t vampires have cold tolerances?” I arched a brow.

“We do but that doesn’t mean we don’t have our preferences. Don’t you apologize,” he pointed his finger at me as he stretched out next to me. “I was the one who turned the temperature down. I’d rather be a little cold than you overheat.”

“Will it work if it’s cold?” I teased him and pointed at his crotch.

His hard cock was clearly visible through the outline of his sweatpants.

He pressed it up against my side and arched a brow as if to ask, ‘is it working?’ This vampire was a devil!

The mere touch of his cock through the fabric of his pants was enough to make me gush again.

My cock stood up ready for another round and I hid my face in one of my hands.

Pierce took my wrist and gently moved it.

“You’ve nothing to be embarrassed over,” he whispered.

He kissed me before I had time to respond.

Every atom in my body reached out for him and my wolf let out a whimper that drowned in the kiss.

Pierce’s warm, nimble tongue swept around my mouth and my hand found his long, hard cock.

His fangs elongated, brushing against my lip.

I swallowed hard wondering whether or not he’d use them to lay his claiming bite.

He made a big deal about not drinking my blood but there was something sensual about a little bit of me being inside of him.

“Do you want to ride my cock?” he asked, and it took me a second to understand that I had heard him correctly.

Foreplay was finally over and not a minute too soon.

I answered by forcing myself onto my knees and tearing at his clothes.

His stubborn shirt refused to come off and was torn in the process.

I licked over his nipples and pecs reveling in their strength and body heat.

His pants were less frustrating but still ended up launched across the room.

He laughed, muttering how grateful he was that we were at his house, and all his clothes were here.

I didn’t plan on letting him get dressed anytime soon, but he’d find that out later.

I tried to drag him to the top of the bed and sit him up against the headboard, but he stopped me long enough to stuff one of the blankets into the gap to protect the back of him from the gusty air conditioning he’d turned on to cool me down.

A soon as we settled on the arrangement for the pillows and blankets, I pressed a hand to his chest, pushing him back against the headboard and straddled his legs.

Pierce took my face in his hands and kissed me hard.

I took his dick in my hand again and stroked him.

Where the heck had the raspberry lube wandered off to?

It didn’t matter now. I was slick and he was already dribbling pre-cum as our tongues danced together between our mouths.

I put one hand on his shoulder, my nails already threatening to dig into his flesh.

His fangs were short again and I held back on asking him to bite me because he seemed so set on not making me his literal dinner.

I stroked him, slow and steady, until my body couldn’t stand another second of being an empty void.

I needed him inside me and since I literally held him in the palm of my hand, I put him there.

Leaning forward, I guided him home, grateful that Pierce let me take the lead.

I took my time and teased us both by rubbing the thick head of his cock against my slick, hungry omegahole.

He murmured my name against my forehead before kissing it.

I held on, my hand moving to the back of his neck as I slid down his cock, consuming it into my body.

He let out a soft growl as I surrounded him and he filled me up inch by glorious inch.

Pierce’s hands found my hips as if he feared I’d run away again.

Only, I couldn’t now or ever. I was in too deep.

I never wanted to look away from his gaze again.

The world might burn because I couldn’t keep away from him but let it.

Didn’t I deserve my one little chance at happiness too?

His mouth claimed mine again in a hungry, demanding kiss, as I started to ride him.

In a few seconds, we’d found the rhythm between our bodies and pleasure zipped down my limbs as I held onto him.

Frisson built quickly between us and I tossed my head back, letting myself get lost to the sensations striking throughout my body.

Pierce caressed my hips with his thumbs even as I rode him, spreading his touch and scent all over me.

Each little stoke of my flesh, urged me onward – faster, harder.

It didn’t matter that I was panting for air or that he hadn’t bitten me yet.

I’d ride him until we both fell over exhausted from lovemaking.

At least I would have if not for one of his elongated fangs striking without warning.

The sting came and went with the speed of lightning, but one snap bite let out so much clear, magical fluid that Pierce had to fall still under me to chase it down with his tongue as it ran in rivulets and streams across my skin.

His hungry mouth didn’t let a single drop go to waste and yet he didn’t spill a single drop of my blood either.

My wolf whined inside me again, longing to know what of our life the magic was showing our mate.

Would he run for the hills when he saw firsthand just how crazy our family was?

Would he realize too late that he should’ve let me bow out before the blood pumping through my veins was the end of us both?

When my claiming gland ran dry, Pierce growled against my throat and shook his head.

“Nothing can make me leave you, Crilus,” he said, lifting his head to meet my gaze.

He took my chin in his hand, and I fell still over his dick mesmerized by him. Was this vampyric magic?

No. Of course not.

Pierce shook his head again.

“I’m not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever.

Mate, I’m not afraid of a little crazy. I’ve seen plenty of it and just because your family tree is filled with people with bad luck or intentions doesn’t mean that’s your lot in life.

We’ll make our own way and if everything goes south, we’ll build it back up together. ”

I opened my mouth, but I hadn’t any words. I was all too aware that Pierce was inside my head now. Sharing a link didn’t always mean reading thoughts. Sometimes signals came across as images or feelings but he was in my head and I wasn’t sure what to say.

“It’s cozy in here. I like it,” he teased.

Unable to speak, I rode him again. I squeezed his cock tight inside of me until he let out a deep, throaty grunt of pleasure.

I had to bite him soon to complete our vows.

I had to sink my teeth into his shoulder and fill me up with the clear magical fluid that ran from the gland as his dick filled my ass right now.

I licked my lips wondering what he’d taste like.

“Only one way to find out. So, get to it,” my crow cawed off into my thoughts.

“He’s right, mate,” Pierce whispered to me. “Don’t be afraid. You’re not going to hurt me.”

I licked my lips again. All I had to do was bite him one little time and the world would right itself. Sure, my heat might outlast the magic pushing us back together but that wouldn’t be so bad. Perhaps we could claim every room in his house as ours the good old-fashioned way – romping.

Pushing aside the last of my lingering doubts I fell still on his lap again.

His hands sank down from my hips to cup my ass cheeks.

He massaged his digits into them as he’d done earlier coaxing a happy sigh from deep within my throat.

My wolf’s tail wagged inside his inner sanctum, pushing me forward.

“Bite him! Bite him!” my crow chanted alongside him.

So, I did. My wolf lent me his canine tooth, and I sank it right into Pierce’s claiming gland.

The warm, gooey fluid escaped from the gland in a small, honey-tasting explosion.

It was warm and viscous on my tongue as I lapped it up and his memories flooded into my head.

If I had to describe Pierce’s life with one word it would be red.

Everywhere was red. He saw the remnants of blood and heard blood pumping through everyone and everything around him.

Even I had a coppery tone to my fur and feathers scent in his head.

His past was filled with a genuinely good relationship with his parents and the other vampires around him.

At school, his friend group had been varied but he wasn’t exceptionally close to anyone.

It wasn’t until he became a Moonscale guard that he held long term friendships with those who weren’t vampires.

Magic was everywhere as if it lived alongside every single drop of blood in his world.

“Blood is life,” Pierce whispered into my thoughts as I lapped up the last drop of the clear, magical fluid completing our claiming vows.

“You are my life,” I thought back to him and meant it.

“Life is much more than me or you. Coming together again makes us more,” he whispered back.

I leaned into his warm torso and rode him again.

This time, I couldn’t keep my long nails out of his back and shoulders and even my wolfy nose smelled the coppery lines of blood escaping his body through the little crescent wounds I left in his flesh.

His hands stayed on my ass, helping to move me as I lost myself to the rubbing sensations filling my head.

Each time our bodies fully met, I inched closer to the oblivion of another orgasm.

My limbs trembled and Pierce tightened his grip on me as I leaned back lost to the pleasure pulsating inside me.

He let go with one hand and wrapped it around my hard cock.

His name tumbled over my lips as his fingers enclosed me in his cage of a fist and stroked.

It was too much to hold back. Too much to keep a rhythm.

Need fueled me faster and harder until I was moving just to feel his dick rub against another nerve ending.

I panted and sweat dripped down my face and neck as my balls drew up tight to my body.

I opened my mouth to tell Pierce I was close, but we no longer had to speak.

He already knew I was close just as I could feel his thrusts coming faster, if shallower, as he chased down his own pleasure.

His thick cock twitched inside of me, and I let out a howl as it brushed up against the perfect spot to make what was left of my self-control shrivel up and die.

Orgasm rattled my brains and my body trembled as if my nerves didn’t know what to do with all the sensations riding me.

Pierce pulled me close to him as warm, sticky streams poured from my dick.

He wasn’t far behind me, thrusting up once, twice, three times more before his pleasure exploded into my body.

I kissed him because I’d never get enough of him. Not now. Not ever. I couldn’t run away from him now if I wanted to. Right with him was the home I didn’t know I was looking for.