Page 41 of Traveler (Soulbound #1)
Aly
As we stumble through the front door, laughter and excitement still bubbling between us, the comforting familiarity of home wraps around me. The night out has filled me with a warm glow, and I can’t help but steal glances at Elliot, who’s beaming with the same carefree energy from the club.
“What a night.” I groan, kicking off my heels at the door and letting out a content sigh. “I’m not sure I’ve ever danced that much in my life.”
Elliot chuckles, running a hand through his tousled hair. “It was fun. Poor Kale is probably going to be scrubbing vomit from his slacks for weeks.”
“There is a good chance Kale will make him pay for it in his own way.” I tease, nudging him playfully as we make our way down the hallway.
We reach my room... I flick on the lamp, casting a soft glow around the space. With a gentle smile, I invite Elliot inside. I walk into the closet changing into one of Saul's t-shirts before moving to the room again.
“Want to read a bit before bed?” I ask, reaching for the stack of books on my nightstand.
“I'd love to, darling, what do You have?” he replies, settling onto the edge of the bed while glancing at the titles.
I pull out a well-worn fantasy novel and hold it up. “This one! It’s gotten really intense lately, and I can’t wait to dive back into it.”
“I’ve read that one, it's good.” he grins, picking up a matching book from the stack.
We cozy up on the bed, propping pillows behind us for comfort. As we settle in, I can’t help but steal glances at him over the top of my book. Elliot’s expression shifts to one of deep focus as he flips open his novel, his brow furrowed slightly in that adorable way he does when he’s really interested. Watching him in his element makes me almost giddy? I love seeing how comfortable he is with a book in his hand. I lean my head on Elliot’s shoulder, happy to just be near him. The world outside fades away, and in this small space, it feels like only the two of us exist.
“Hey, thanks for tonight,” I say softly after a while, feeling grateful for both the fun we had and this peaceful moment together. “I always have the best time when I’m with You.”
He looks down at me, a gentle smile spreading across his face. “Funny, I was thinking the same thing...”
Elliot leans in closer, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Thank You for giving me some time with You.”
I tilt my head up and move to press my lips against his. “I love You Elliot.” I whisper. Pulling his neck down I move so he is over me.
“Aly are You sure?” he croaks. I nod.
He sits back and removes his glasses before pulling off his shirt, and then mine. He drags his hands down my sides, sending shivers down my spine.
He continues his slow examination. Taking in every inch of my body. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
Bending his head he moves to suck on my nipple, swirling his tongue around it. My back arches off the bed pushing my breasts further into his face. His hand reaches up to massage the other one with his hands, his soft touch makes me shiver with anticipation and need. The need for more, the need for him to touch me, the need for a part of his soul to combine with mine.
Elliot drops his hand to my pussy and begins rubbing circles around my clit. The firm pressure giving me the friction I was begging to feel. I move my hips in time with his movements. The pleasure is so overwhelming I slam my eyes shut to feel. “Let me see.” Elliot’s quiet voice wraps around my mind, throwing open my eyes. I find his eyes watching me as I fall into a million pieces.
Before I have a chance to regain thought he's sliding down my body and suctioning his mouth to my clit. I shudder, pleasure sweeping up over me in a wave that had my fingers gripping the sheets so hard I'm sure I ripped them... The overload of his mouth so close to my last orgasm sends me flying straight into another one. Elliot groans, swallowing the flood of juices that now cover himself and the bed. fucking me with his tongue through the pleasure and leaving me exhausted.
He moves back just enough to slide back up my body, positioning the curve of his cock at my entrance and pushing through the last of the barrier that separates us. I'm sensitive, way too sensitive. I move to push his chest or maybe I try to pull him closer, I'm not sure of anything I'm doing in this moment. He grabs my hands and pins them against the bed. I was so full of him and trapped by him in the loveliest way possible. His mouth returns to my ear.
“You see what You do to me?” he groans in my ear. “You are the love I've been reading about for years, completely consuming. A fire I would happily let destroy everything. You are My muse and the main character in every love story I read. “He bucks his hips, thrusting me into the bed. Pushing my head further and further to the headboard.
I moan, the sound guttural and desperate. All I want is more of him, because he is everything. A piece of my soul settles with every punishing thrust of his hips. The familiar burn of the mate mark makes it’s way to my skin, searing his soul into mine, as the bond forms I feel my legs begin to shake as another orgasm washes over me.
“Holy shit.” I try and fail to hold on.
Elliott’s body Slams against mine, every punishing thrust bottoming out inside me. I can do nothing but take it.
His eyes devour me as he destroys me and puts me back together with every thrust. Making me take every inch of him... “One more,” he breaths, muscles straining. He lets a hand fall to my throat while the other stays firmly planted on my arms.
My eyes flutter closed, and I surrendered to the pleasure beneath my skin and the feeling of being the center of someone’s world. The orgasm that swims behind my eyes would kill me. I was sure of it, oh what a way to go.
Elliott's voice is a ghost against my skin. “Come for me, Darling” I obey.
My screams bounced off the walls. My body bows off the bed into his chest. I can't breathe. It‘s too much. I’m going to pass out. Elliott comes too, his moans joining mine. Neither of us can stop moving, aftershocks driving us to thrust against each other. We stare at each other until we can breathe normally.
“Come here darling.” Elliot says moving to the side and pulling me to his chest. “I love You, endlessly. It's like I can't tell where I end, and You begin.” his voice pulls at me almost as hard as the sleep threatening to take over.
“I love You too Elliott. You guys are the best thing that's ever happened to me.” I murmur, at least I think I do. Sleep pulls me under.