The Lion And I

(13) Part 1: The Lion - Exploring

Celeste

Slowly, I leaned down towards him and paused right before our lips touched. My gaze clashed with his and I saw the deep desire for me shining back at me from the depths of his gaze. My hands shifted and framed each side of his face right before I pressed my lips against his in a rather innocent kiss.

The electrifying jolt that immediately ran through my body had me pulling away from him, a gasp escaping my lips. Every nerve ending was tingling. It had been shocking at first, since I had never felt anything like it before. Then, without hesitation, I melded our lips together again, fiercely devouring him.

“Mmm,” Obsidian hummed against my mouth. Hearing him moan sent a thrill through my body and I was instantly addicted to the sounds he made and I felt rather empowered by his response. Heat like I’d never felt curled through my system and made me burn in places I wasn’t familiar with. My body was responding in ways I had never experienced before. I should have been scared or at least curious about these intense feelings. Instead of stopping to overthink about what I was feeling, I allowed my heart and body to take the lead instead.

His fingers curled into my waist as he reined in his control. Our breathing and heartbeats seemed to sync. As the sounds of his blood rushed through my ears, I suddenly felt my fangs lengthening.

I jerked back at this new development. I allowed my tongue to move over the sharp points. This had never happened when Victor had forced himself onto me. This hadn’t happened when I had been with Gabriel either. Heck, it was a rare occasion when my fangs lengthened and it was usually after months of being starved of the very sustenance my body needed to survive.

I had never wanted to drink blood directly from the source before. At least not coupled with this intense, burning need. Then again, I had never been offered the opportunity to feed from the source. Victor never allowed me to do that. He always gave me blood from a dead animal or from packets that were taken from a blood bank. “Obsidian,” I whispered, my anxiety getting the better of me. “What’s happening to me?”

His chest was still heaving from the intense make-out session, his gaze glazed over. If I wasn’t having a minor panic attack, I would have commented on how handsome he looked. He raised a hand and paused right before touching my lips. “May I?” He asked. I nodded and his thumb slipped into my mouth. At first it felt odd and a little uncomfortable having his thumb there. It reminded me of the times Victor had forced me onto my knees and made me do unspeakable things. Things I still didn’t quite understand.

Right as I was about to spit out his thumb, my gaze moved up to meet his and I saw the absolute raw desire burning in the depths of his eyes. I had to wonder if he was feeling the same intense burning need that was coursing through my veins. I was intrigued and decided to wait and see what he was going to do. I trusted Obsidian. He wasn’t Victor, I reminded myself.

The soft pad of his thumb first caressed my tongue before moving to my teeth where he felt the sharp point before pressing his thumb against it.

When I tried to move back, my fang snagged on his skin and tore through. Small droplets of his blood stained my tongue and my lips instantly closed around his finger and sucked. Dear lord, I had never tasted anything so good before! I hummed my approval, my eyes closing in euphoria.

“You are what is commonly called, turned on,” he started softly, his voice sounding deeper than usual, and I could tell he was enjoying my mouth around his thumb. “It is an aroused state where the body wants to copulate and make babies. An intense sensation will take over, especially down here,” his other hand brushed the sensitive spot between my thighs before instantly moving back to the safety of my hip. “This feeling becomes more intense when you are with your true mate, at least that is what I have been told. It is also common for mates to crave more than just s*x. Exchanging each other’s blood during the act not only solidifies the mates bond, it satisfies that need to be as close as two individuals can be. When you exchange blood, you are intimately connected to the other individual’s mind. You feel and experience their pleasure as if it was your own.”

It sounded overwhelming and far too intense to survive, but my body came alive at the thought. I had this sudden urge to want to try it, to experience it for myself. The burning between my legs intensified as my mind ran wild with thoughts of my lips moving over his skin before biting and drinking his blood while he filled me in other places.

I wasn’t completely clueless as to how this all went. Victor made sure I knew how to please him, so the act of s*x wasn't entirely lost on me. I just never felt such burning desires with Victor as I did with Obsidian while engaging in the act.

Without saying anything, my palms ran down his chest and I reveled in the feeling of the solid muscles I traced underneath the shirt he wore. I remember feeling his bare chest pressed against my back when we had been sleeping in the same room with Constance, Gabriel and the babies. This desire to feel his bare skin again was a desperate need.

Obsidian’s head fell back as my hands continued to explore. They dipped under his shirt and I watched in wonder and fascination as he responded to certain areas being caressed and teased. It was a powerful feeling knowing such weaknesses.

As my hand dipped lower and my fingers curled around the hard length of him, he was instantly in motion. His hands caught my wrists and pinned them behind my back, leaving me open and defenseless.

Had I done something wrong?

The fear that I had coursed through me. Whenever I had touched Victor in certain areas or didn’t please him well enough, he was viciously mean and had hurt me in certain, specific areas.

Obsidian sighed deeply, instantly releasing me when he noticed my sudden shift in mood. “Celeste, you’re okay,” he soothed. “I’m not going to hurt you. Come here.” He pulled me in against his chest and I heard the strong steady beat of his heart against my ear. Once I had calmed down, he asked evenly, “Will you please tell me what all just went through that beautiful mind of yours?”