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Page 77 of The Bodyguard and the Alpha (Witch Twins #2)

Bastien

One week. I could escape in under a week.

No problem. I waited until the guards transferred me from the Council Chambers to the prison which had a special wing designed for Shifter prisoners.

I’d sentenced Shifters to imprisonment here.

It wasn’t strong enough to keep me in if I didn’t want to be here.

Once I was inside, I would make things right with my mate.

I didn’t want any of the humans to guess that I was communicating with her.

If they didn’t know that mate bonds could work between a Shifter mate and a human I wasn’t going to be the one to educate them.

In the armoured vehicle that was transporting me, I let her emotions wash over me even though I wasn’t sending anything back to her. I felt my mate’s emotions down the bond. Fury. Determination. Hope.

Her emotions kept me smiling inside, even while I was escorted to a cell by six guards. Not enough to stop me . As strong chains secured me to a wall. The bricks would be the weak point. A heavy door shut behind me. Reinforced steel. Easy peasy .

This was going to get boring. Last time I’d been locked up with my gorgeous mate. All the more reason to get out of here quickly and get back to her.

By now, Luc would have told her about how Maximilian had trapped me.

I lay back on the narrow bed that was the only furniture in the cell. At six foot long, it wasn’t nearly enough for my Shifted body. One star. Do not recommend.

I didn’t care. I could get out of here tonight, but first I needed to convince her that we needed to run. Dropping the barrier I’d put up between us, I sent my love for her down our bond.

Baby, I’m sorry for shutting you out. Are you okay?

Bastien Bowden. I’m so angry with you .

I pictured her cute little forehead creased with anger. Fucking adorable.

As cute as it was when she was angry, this was my fault. I’d been overconfident. I’d been so sure that Maximilian had nothing to charge me with.

This is why you shouldn’t have LEFT ME BEHIND.

Her anger was like a blast of fire. It invigorated me. And turned me on.

Give me more baby .

I am the most powerful Witch in TWO HUNDRED YEARS and you made me stay behind like a princess in a tower.

Unbidden my hand went to my stiffening cock. I imagined her eyes. They would be burning chips of emerald. Her jaw would be set, her luscious lips pressed firmly together. Lips that looked so good wrapped around my cock.

My hand slid up and down. Pumping.

What else did I do wrong?

Bastien Bowden! Are you turned on right now?

You bet I am.

I let her sense the arousal tightening my balls, making my cock leak.

Oh.

Happy. Sad. Angry. No matter what you do, you turn me on. When you’re happy, I want to celebrate with you. When you’re down, I want to pleasure you and chase the clouds away.

My hand moved faster.

And when I’m angry?

I groaned aloud. Baby, when you’re angry I want to fuck you into the mattress until you’re screaming my name for a different reason.

Tell me how you would do that.

The heat she was sending down the bond was scorching, but her anger was gone.

Even without her beside me, the angry sex was off the charts. How had I been so stupid as to wait five years before claiming my mate?

I would lick your pussy until you came. Twice.

Good start. Her arousal pulsed down the bond .

Then I would get a toy and shove it deep in your pussy, getting you ready for my big dick.

My balls tightened, getting ready to release my cum. Not yet. I wouldn’t come until my mate did.

Bastien …

Her mental voice was sultry. Breathy. She was close.

And then I would split you open with my dick. I’d pound into you until you screamed my name. And when you gushed around me I’d fill you with my cum. I’d fill your perfect pussy until it was overflowing.

Yes. Oh yes . Her pleasure rushed down the bond. Her orgasm picked me up, carrying me along like a rogue wave. My hips lifted as my own release took me, cum spurting from the tip all over my hand and my stomach.

Breathing heavily, I pulled off my shirt, using it to clean myself up.

Next time I come, will be inside you , I promised. I’m getting out of here.