Page 22 of Traveler (Soulbound #1)
Aly
Holy headach e . My head is pounding so bad I feel like I was hit by a truck. “Ugh, What the fuck” blinking open my eyes I notice I'm lying in a bed. When I try to sit up the arm around me tightens.
“Five more minutes.” Barrett mumbles.
“What happened?”
“You set off a bomb of magic after we told You about Carion’s dad last night.” Alex says from the doorway. Coffees in hand. He passes a few out before coming to sit next to me.
“You’ve been out for 7 hours.” He says quietly handing me a latte. Brushing hair out of my face I take coffee and take a long sip.
“Is everyone okay?” My voice is small. God what if I hurt someone.
I’m pulled from between Alex and Barrett. Vin holds me to him. “Everyone is fine Doll, we were all just worried about You. You used a lot of magic last night and You were out way longer than You should have.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened. It was like the rage just took over and before I realized it...”
“You exploded. “Saul’s deep voice comes from the armchair in the corner of the room.” It happens Little one, we just have to work on keeping Your magic inside You. It’s nothing to be sorry for. It was just a blast of air.”
Barrett is sitting up his eyes trained firmly on me. “Come here little mate.” I climb off Vin and walk over to Barrett. He pulls me to him inhaling deeply.
“We will give You guys some time.” Jared says before everyone leaves the room.
“You Scared me half to death little mate.” Muttering Into my hair. “Watching You crumple like that- we need to help You learn to control it. And I’m not saying that to hurt Your feelings but watching that. Crushed me.” He breaths
“I know big guy, I’m sorry. It caught me off guard I was just so angry. I can’t imagine how hard it’s been for him and with him being my mate the thought of someone hurting him- it just didn’t sit right.”
“I understand. The thought of something like that happening to You makes me want to skin someone alive. “
Giggling I cuddle closer to him “Thanks big guy, thankfully for the population no one needs their skin removed.”
Moving his chest back to look down at me “I’m so proud of how well You’re taking all of this. The fact You haven’t completely broken down is amazing.” He dips his head capturing my lips in a searing kiss.
I melt into his touch letting him deepen the kiss... Barrett grabs the hem of my t-shirt that I’m 90 percent sure Saul put on me. He pulls until I’m completely bare beneath him. He pulls away from our kiss to drag his tongue closer to my ear. “I need You.” he whispers. His breath fanning across my ear before he drops lower trailing his tongue down my neck, over my collar bone.
The tip of his tongue skims down the slope of my chest, keeping contact even as my chest rises and falls with my deep swallows of breath. I’m a live wire beneath him, and I swivel my hips, rubbing my arousal against his thigh. Our groans came out in the same pitch, low and soaked with desire.
“ Alyssa.” He whispered it at the base of my neck. “ I need You to tell me You’re okay with this.”
Oh, God. The muscles deep in my belly clenched in response, so tight it was almost painful. “ Yes.” I whispered. At least I think I did. I couldn't tell with how dry my mouth was if the words were able to escape. I lift my head to gaze at him as he pushes down his underwear, I have to press my lips together to stifle the whimper. His dick is impossibly long and thick, so hard it had a slight upward curve to it. His eyes were hungry. His measured gaze worked along the length of my bare body, lingering over my chest.” I want my mark here.” he says pushing his hand to my tit’s. I feel flushed and breathless.
“Jesus, Alyssa,” he groans.
I close my eyes as my heart skips. He presses his fingertip to my clit, shooting sparks of pleasure down my legs, and used his other hand to stroke himself. His hooded gaze travels to where h e’ s touching me, I grip the comforter at my sides. Need choking in my throat forcing me to choke on the sob threatening to escape. His face twists with pleasure, when he notices a finger speared into me as a reward. I bowed my back, clenching at the invasion. I thread my hands through his hair and shut my eyes tightly.
I move my hips to match his lazy tempo, writhing on the bed, my toes curl around the edge of the bed frame. His powerful body stood between my bent knees, his fingers fucking me exactly how I’ d spent countless nights fantasizing he would.
“ You do n’ t know what Yo u’ re doing to me,” he whispers, “ No fucking clue how much I want this.” His fingers pump deeper and faster. His fingers retreat, he drags his hand to his cock before wetting it with my own arousal. It was erotic watching his beautiful hand work himself over. And then he slid his forearms under me, his hands on my thighs, and jerked me closer to the edge of the bed. My heart stopped, but when the hard tip of him brushed against me, it restarted in overdrive.
I hooked my quivering legs around his warm hips. He leaned over, setting a hand on the mattress beside my head as he steadied himself with his other. He was right at my entrance and began to push, easing inside. I locked my legs around him so tightly, his hipbones dug into the insides of my thighs. Barret t’ s green eyes were so bright and intense almost as if they were glowing slightly, and the color deepened as he advanced. He watched intently, studying every breath I swallowed as he claimed me. Oh, shit, the uncomfortable stretch felt good. A delicious shiver tore through my body.
I reached up a hand to cup the side of his face and held on to him, even as my lips rounded into a silent moan. “ Fuck,” he uttered so quietly, it was a ghost of a word. His slow push kept going. I whimpered as it felt even better. Another tremor rippled along my muscles. He was buried deep, possessing me, and it felt amazing. Not only physically, either. But just as soon as h e’ d given it to me, he began to take it away. His hips drew back, easing out and pulling the sensations with him, leaving me feeling empty for a moment. Until he slammed forward. My back arches pushing my boobs farther into his face. Which he takes as an invitation to pull one of my nipples into his mouth sucking slightly before biting down hard.
A scream tears from my throat. “Shh, you’re okay, baby, I got You.” he murmurs, rubbing the sting away. Fuck me, if You would have asked if I liked to be bitten, I would have told You no. but Barrett does it and well slap my ass and call me a whore. I’m very into it.
He places his hand on my hip in a bruising grip before continuing to slam into me. My chest warms as the bond snaps firmly into place. His mark burns into my skin just where he wanted it. Cementing what I already knew, he was mine. Love floods the bond. When he feels it his hips still his eyes connecting with mine. “Fuck, I- I love You too little mate.”
I groan as I tip my head back. He dips his head sucking hard on the side of my neck. Doubling his efforts he moves a hand to stroke my clit. “Let go for me baby, I want Your pleasure.” he snaps his hips and grinds slightly to the left the feel of him dragging against just the right spot. He notices and repeats the motion. Over. and over. And over again. My whole body tightens before stars explode behind my eyes. Blinding me, my ears start to ring when he doesn't slow the assault continuing the motion until I come for the second time.
“Fuck!” I scream out slamming my head against the bed my knees draw together in an attempt to keep him from continuing.
A deep chuckle leaves his throat before he moves one hand to pin my leg in place. Drawing more and more pleasure from me “Not just yet little mate. I need more. I’m a greedy bastard.” the vibration from his filthy words set off a chain of events I like to call Meeting god.
My whole body tightens as the bright light behind my eyes turn technicolored. My body begins to shake as Barrett changes pace. “ That's it, baby, god You're such a good girl.” he thrusts a few more times before his body tightens “Fucking Christ.” he spit’s. “ You're still squeezing me.”
He pulls out and stands, grabbing a hand towel I didn't see earlier before wiping me down. I’m trying to get my breathing under control when he lays down on the bed and pulls me to him. “I love You Alyssa James.” he says into my hair
“I love You too Big guy.” I whisper moving my hand to his mark
“I wasn’t too rough?”
“Not at all, I needed a little rough. I feel so much more relaxed. I don’t think I realized how tight my body felt.” I groan. Rolling to my back when I look up, I notice he has a mark on his neck. The swirling pattern reaching from the back of his shoulder up and around his neck. Reaching out my hand I trace the edges...
“Woah, it’s- “
“Beautiful. Yeah, little mate. So is Yours. As much as I would love to lay here with You all day. We should probably get up and head downstairs the guys made breakfast, and You need to eat.” Nipping my ear, he moves off the bed before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
“Barrett Hastings! You put me down right now.” I shout reaching down to smack his ass. He stops dead in his tracks and for a moment I think he might actually put me down.
His hand flies up and smacks so hard I yelp.” Ow!”
“Don’t start shit You can’t finish baby.” He chuckles before moving to set me down on the bathroom counter, to turn on the water.
“Now can You be good for 5 minuets? We need to get You cleaned off and I’d like to do that in a timely manner, so sorry baby but You’re going to have to keep Your hands to Yourself.”
My mouth drops open. Me? Keep my hands to myself? He’s the one who went all ‘I need You now’ on me earlier.
A smirk curves his perfect lips. Oh, I’m well aware of who started last round. But I’ve seen how You eye fuck me when I’m fully clothed, I can only imagine how hard it will be for You when I’m all wet and soapy.
I narrow my eyes and open my mouth to snap back when the bastard winks at me. Game on.
I hop off the counter letting my tit’s bounce. Before moving around, him adding some extra swish to my hips as I walk into the shower. I turn and tip my head up. I hear a strangled groan from the entrance of the shower. When I open my eyes Barretts eyes are firmly planted on my tit’s.
A smile curves my lips. “Do You need to rinse off? I can switch spots with You while I was my hair.” I say sweetly.
And that is how we ended up in the shower for another 20 minutes before we finally made it downstairs for breakfast. Oops.