Torn between mates

56. One night

Mel

I was pacing around the living room; we were all so stressed about tonight. My baby daughter found herself in such a situation that she was forced to give herself to the monster who tried to violate her. Valentin looked desolated and Richard went out to run in his wolf form, saying that it was the only thing that could calm him down and prevent him from killing Alexus. 

I went to the corner of the room, looking absently out of the window when his deep voice shook me from my reverie. 

“We both could use some distraction,” Maximus said, running his hand across my shoulders, as his other arm snaked around my waist from behind, bringing me flush against his chest.

“You are repulsive! Is that what I was? What I am for you? A distraction?” I felt the tears starting to form in my eyes and find a fast way down my cheeks. Today I was actually wearing my heart on my sleeve. 

“No Melinda. Not at all. You are my beloved. You know what I intended to say. Our anxiety about Lea’s situation is only adding to the pain of our separation, we haven’t met for the past two weeks. And it’s unbearable, I know you feel it too. But we can and we should feel better.” He spun me around in his arms, his thumb caressed my cheek so very lightly, but it was enough to make my breath catch, and tingles fly as butterflies all over my skin. 

I gulped hard. I need it. I shouldn’t, but I do. 

“Only tonight…” I muttered, before I let myself go, lost myself in his passionate kiss. 

He flashed us to his bedroom, where he kissed me again and again. I needed his warmth, the comfort of being in his arms and feeling him next to me. Tonight, the rending in my heart made me need him even more desperately. 

Thus, just tonight. Just one night. 

*

I was laying in Maximus' arms, my face pressed against the crook of his neck as his citric scent was invading my lungs and dazzling my senses. We’ve just made love and I felt at peace. A feeling that I know won’t last. 

I kissed him again, wanting, needing this sensation to linger. 

I can’t forgive him that easily, what he did was beyond too much. But I also can’t be away from him, it would only hurt myself, us both, further. 

The most insane of the ideas occur to me.

I parted our kiss panting a bit and pulled away slightly to be able to look into his amber eyes. “We could just meet casually, to ease the withdrawal symptoms,” I suggested. 

I’ve indeed lost my mind.  

I couldn’t be with him, at least not before he explained everything to me very well. Lea and Liv told me that Maximus intended to tell me the truth before I got to know it with the help of Valentin’s magic. But his intentions were not enough. Besides, in my experience, ‘his intentions’ didn’t tend to come true. 

“Yes, we could.” He agreed with a very gorgeous smile, showing his pearl white teeth. I haven’t ever seen him smile before and it is so absurdly beautiful. I melted a bit more, soon I would become a mushy puddle of myself in this man’s, my mate’s arms. 

“Casually,” I said. 

“Casually.” He repeated, before kissing me again.  

~ * ~*~ * ~

Lea

I spent the day lazing in Valentin’s arms. Richard was too edgy, and he had to run in Titan’s form stop himself from losing his mind.

I was walking to the room where King Alexus was waiting for me and trying to calm my nerves when I saw mySun approaching me. He looked very gloomy. 

“You don’t need to do it, my Angel,” Valentin said cupping my face. 

“I do need to. You took the blood oath, If I don’t do it, you’ll face the consequences.” 

I don’t know what the consequences of the breaching of their blood oath are, every blood oath has its own rules and effects, and I wasn’t there with them when they took it to be able to say. But I am sure the effects of breaking it won’t be something small or light.

“The consequences aren’t so bad. It isn’t worse than let you go through it.” Valentin argued. 

“Baby you can’t trick me that easily. I know that the consequences are bad enough, otherwise, King Alexus wouldn’t have agreed to it.” I cut him off, as I wrapped my arms around his neck coming closer to him, trying to soothe him a little.  

He sighed in frustration.

“It doesn’t matter, Lea. Nothing is worse than letting my Angel go to that room and let herself being ravished by the monster who kidnapped and tried to violate her.” He was very determined. 

“Valentin, my love, it’s my choice and I’ll be fine. I’m not as fragile as you guys think. I can do it. And you know I would rather have 10 times that than let you suffer the dreadful consequences of breaking the blood oath. I won’t let you suffer, especially not because of me.” I replied. 

He couldn’t convince me otherwise; it won’t be too bad. Okay, it probably will be very bad. I was shaking inside, but I knew I could do it, I had to.

*

After a single soft knock on the door, King Alexus opened it. I looked up at him and swallowed hard trying to keep my cool. I have to do it.

“Lea, you look very pretty.” He said. 

The words he said when he abducted me struck me again, ‘I’m only a pretty witch with an enticing blood.’ He is wrong! I’m much more than that.

He held out his hand and I took it hesitantly, as a wave of strong tingles danced across my skin. He moved from the doorway and motioned to me to get inside, without leaving my hand. His hold was surprisingly gentle, and his skin was cool and pleasant against my warm one.

He led me inside the room and halted, looking intently into my eyes with his violet ones. His normally blank and cold expression held something, some kind of emotion. Eagerness? Lust? No, it wasn’t that. It was longing. A soft and piercing longing. 

“I’m glad our bond wasn’t broken,” Alexus said as he caressed my hair gently. I held back a gasp of surprise that was about to leave my mouth. 

Was he? But wasn’t it what he intended to do? Had he actually changed his mind? 

Even in the fog of my confusion, I could feel the sincerity of his words through our bond, even though it was barely opened. I closed the bond. I didn’t want him to be know how nervous and anxious I was. I couldn’t have it. The last time I was vulnerable around him, he betrayed me. More than that, I did what my sister said and kept the mating bonds just a bit open. 

“Do you want a glass of wine?” He offered, bringing me back from my reverie. I wouldn’t accept anything from him. I couldn’t be that naive. 

“No, I’m fine. Thanks.” I answered. I just want to get this over with. With this night and part ways with him for good. 

He turned around slowly and let my hand off of his hold, we were facing each other, and his body was so close to mine that I could feel his cool breath fanning over my face faintly. He cupped my cheeks softly as his eyes were trained on mine. 

I swallowed hard, my stomach was churning, and my nerves were so stretched with anxiety, that it felt like  they would break. 

“Lea, I wish I hadn’t done what I did; hurting you.”

I didn’t even dignify him with an answer. Wishing to take it back was not even close to enough after all he did. His wishes couldn’t change what happened. I just sent another silent prayer to the Goddess for this night to be over soon.

He caressed my face with his thumbs, making a surge of strong tingles and sparks bloom across my skin. His gaze moved to my lips as he ran his thumb under the curve of my bottom lip. What was he doing? He moved even closer to me, our chests were almost touching, before he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine with such a delicacy that would make even Valentin’s caresses feel rough. 

I closed my eyes and let out something between a sigh and a gasp. He took my bottom lip between his lips tenderly, embracing it. His lips are so soft and felt so good against mine. Much better than it should. He did the same with my upper lip and our lips locked as two halves of a unit. He licked the line between my lips slowly and I parted them for him. His tongue slid inside my mouth so slowly, almost tentatively, and caressed mine steadily, reverently.

His breath was so fresh. 

He took his time caressing my tongue and the insides of my mouth and after a couple of minutes, I moved my tongue towards his, kissing him back, before I swallow back a fugitive moan that tried to escape my throat. It was our first kiss. After everything that happened. I shouldn’t have enjoyed it, but the mate pull is there, and now that I’m of age, it’s strong. 

His hands wandered down to my sides and he caressed my arms up and down. He parted our kiss, pulled away slightly, and looked into my eyes, running his fingers through my hair, before he took my hand in his and walked towards the bed taking me along. I gulped hard. He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me closer, I was standing in front of him and trying to control my uneven breath. 

He stroked my cheeks softly before his hands roamed down and he held my waist. His wandering touch left behind a trail of sparks that resembled the opening and closing of the wings of the most delicate of the butterflies.

His touch soft like a breeze. 

Nothing as I expected. Nothing like when he touched me the day he kidnapped me. I couldn’t stop wondering why. 

I clenched my eyes shut, trying to calm down and put myself together, as I sucked a breath of air, feeding my starving and a-bit-panicking lungs. I was alone with my assaulter, my mate. I just have to do it fast and then it would be over soon. That was a good plan, of that I was trying to convince myself. 

I reached to unlace the ribbon of my robe, but his hand stopped me. “You don’t have to hurry.” His voice was deep and velvety like the feeling of red wine in the throat. I nodded in response. 

He pulled me gently onto his lap and brought my face closer to his, our eyes locked in a hypnotic way. His violet eyes were so beautiful and alluring. My lips brushed against his in their own accord and I gasped, opening my mouth and entangling my lips with his. 

After we ran out of oxygen, he pulled away slightly and said as he ran his fingers gently over my hair, “You don’t have to be afraid, Lea. I won’t hurt you tonight.” 

He kept kissing and caressing me for some minutes, before he put a bit of distance between our faces, only enough for him to look at my eyes, a question rising in his violet orbs. 

“Yes.” I breathed. His touch, his slow and reverent pace, his scent, and those eyes intoxicated me. 

He unlaced my robe and let it fall down my shoulders, as he stroked them, roamed down my arms and back up again to my collarbone, there was no piece of my bared skin that he didn’t worship with his featherlight touch and then his lips. My breath was already very laboured, and my folds were leaking with desire. 

It feels too good and right for something that wrong. 

I helped him to lift my sleep gown up and soon I was only wearing my panties. He caressed my breast and circled my aching n****e, as the thumb of his other hand traced my bottom lip. 

~ * ~

Alexus

My hand moulded against the smooth skin of her perky breast, her pebbled n****e jumping between my fingers. She felt so warm and soft. Her eyes had a delicate flame, desire and innocence entangled in the most alluring way hooded her amber-golden irises. I scooped her up in my arms and laid her down in the middle of the bed, before I went down and kissed her ankle, she lifted herself up on her elbows and flashed me a confused look.

“I only want to feel and pleasure every inch of your skin.” your fascinating delightful female. My female. She is mine. 

She nodded hesitantly; I could hear the air hitching in her throat. Although, she was calmer now than when she entered the room. When she arrived, her heart was pounding too fast, almost as an electronic music beat. 

I started to fulfil my promise, kissing the curve of her ankle, going up and lapping a long lick on her calves, until my mouth found her flashy and milky thighs. She is edible. She is pure ambrosia. 

I devoured her thighs with deep, slow, moistened kisses moving always up until I could taste her arousal leaking freely to her inner thigh. I didn’t know anything could taste better than her blood, but it was the case. Thinking about licking her blood mixed with her liquid arousal directly from the fountain made my throbbing erection ache painfully. I sucked the flesh of her thigh softly, licking, drinking her juices.  Her small frame convulsed a bit, she arched her back and the softest of the moans escaped her lips, she looked so pretty and with abandon. 

I kissed her clothed mound, her skin there was burning and throbbing, and a fast shiver accompanied by a strangled moan was her reaction. I lapped the skin above the rim of her panties in a straight line and she moaned again. She was so responsive to my touch, more than any female I’ve been with. I pulled her panties down slowly; her pink coral slit was bare to my eyes. Moistened, engorged, throbbing. 

“So beautiful.” I breathed close to her aching bud of nerves, teasing her a tad before I looked up and my eyes met her almost closed ones. A glimpse of amber lust and anticipation shinning in them.  

I had to taste all of her. I sank my lips onto her slick flesh, ran my tongue all over her tender folds, before I lapped a line from her clit to her entrance, making her almost jump and pant senselessly. That made me chuckle a bit. But that wasn’t one of the cold chuckles I used to snicker. It surprised me a bit, there was something else there, but it couldn’t be.

I rolled the flat of my tongue against her glistening clit, flicking and sucking it, as my forefinger rounded her entrance in teasing movements, without entering her inner walls. Lea weaved her fingers through my hair, making me groan in delight. 

“Please…I…Mhmm…” She was a panting mess. A sweet panting mess. 

Before tonight I didn’t even know I liked sweet, but I was learning in her skin and her taste, that it was one of, if not, my favourite flavour. After a few more long licks, kisses, and even a little nibbling my female came undone, pouring her orgasm into my mouth. After making sure I had drunk the last droplet of her juices, I kissed my way up to her navel, ribs, and stopped on her breasts.

I took a n*pple inside my mouth and caressed her other globe gently. I worshiped them, giving each perked bud many kisses, twits, and tiny nips, without my fangs as I didn’t want to fright her. Then, I kissed my way up to her mouth, lingering on her lips, before I took off my clothes and hovered over her, pressing our naked bodies together, feeling every part of her skin with mine. 

I looked at Lea’s tense face. Her breath was laboured, she was very nervous, and it was understandable. I didn’t treat her as I should have, last time. I treated her as a pathetic and ordinary damsel. 

Nevertheless, she is a rare, strong, resilient, and beautiful woman. 

Now I could see it. I moved away and sat on the bed, taking her hands for her to sit up with me before I caressed her hair and pecked her trembling lips. Her wide eyes two deep ponds of liquid gold. 

“Don’t be nervous, I won’t hurt you. I won’t ever force you; I can take thousand blood oaths on it if you want me to.” I said, looking intently into her eyes. 

She nodded. I sat her onto my lap facing me and parted her legs gently. “Baby, I’ll enter you.” My voice was softer than ever. What is happening to me today? Is it the mate bond magic or only this fascinating and pretty female in my arms? What is the bloodless hell!?

She nodded again and looked away, I placed a finger under her chin, tilting her face up gently so that we could face each other. “Look at me baby, I won’t hurt you. Tonight, I will only pleasure you.” I whispered against her lips. 

“Okay.” She answered, breathing deeply and closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, they were shinning with a new determination. My lips twisted up slightly at it. 

I entered her core for the first time, slowly, almost tentatively, always gazing at her pretty face and trying to read her eyes for any signs of discomfort or fear. 

Since when do I care? I didn’t know. 

However, I couldn’t deny it anymore.

Her eyes were calmer now, steady lakes golden-kissed by the sunshine. I was totally engulfed by her wet warmness. Tight, soft, already clenching around my d**k. 

“You feel so good, too good.” I groaned out loud. I started thrusting slowly until at some point she bounced hesitantly up and down my shaft. In a couple of minutes, her movements gained speed and she started to whimper in pleasure. She was enjoying it too, good. 

My pounds became faster, meeting each of her movements, our bodies met halfway, as her legs clamped tighter around me and she pressed her body flush against mine, increasing the friction. Her breath was becoming shallow and, in few minutes, she cried out her orgasm. She wasn’t loud, but her cries were alluring and breathy, almost melodic. Nothing like that fake Deidra. 

Her clenching inner walls strangled my d**k, milking me dry, as I groaned my completion and a visceral part of me claimed her, “MINE”.

I pulled slightly away and looked at her dazed eyes before I cupped her face and laced my lips with hers. That was the best s*x of my long life. With her, my mate. The mate bond was not totally useless. 

I detached our bodies hesitantly and laid down, bringing my still panting Lea to lay by my side. 

~ * ~

Lea

He took me so gently, always asking for some kind of confirmation and trying to reassure me. ‘I won’t hurt, I won’t ever force you’. He sounded nothing but honest. 

I didn’t expect that at all. My thoughts were so confused now, entangled in a huge mass of contradictions, of too many life-changing events happening too fast in my life. My overthinking mind was almost bugging and entering in a curt circuit. I just wanted to turn it off for some minutes, but I couldn’t. 

What on the 6 Realms was happening to HIM? And what was happening to me? Why could I even enjoy it? Why did his touch feel so good? Why he felt so good? My over-confused mind was torn, part of it wanted him and the other part dreaded even the idea of it. I was getting insane, oh Goddess!

I breathed deeply and looked at him, he was caressing my sides and seemed quite relaxed. Maybe it was some post-mating effect that I didn’t know about, I should have listened to Nema. 

Was it already over? He said a night, as in the whole night, I guess. Did I even want it to be over now? My divided mind didn’t know the answer.

Lea, you are not embarrassing yourself anymore, you are driving yourself crazy. That’s such a great improvement! I scolded myself.

He laid on his side and looked at me, “another round now?” he asked. 

My mouth answered on its own accord, “Yeah.” 

He laid on his back and motioned to me to lay on top of him and so I did.

What would my other mates, my real mates, say if they knew I am giving myself to King Alexus in that way? If they would know I wasn’t hating every second of it? I didn’t even want to think about it. I felt guilty and confused. 

My body responded to his touches on its own accord and pleasure arose everywhere, even though I didn’t want to feel this way. It was stronger than me. It was the mate pull and bond effect, now that we were fully mated, my body urged for his in an almost overwhelming way. I couldn’t think clearly anymore. I was possessed by the bond. 

The mate bond is a blessing and a curse at the same time! I didn’t really understand how my mom and my sister could resist the bond’s magnetic and unavoidable force. 

He took me another time, slowly, reverently even sweetly?

I was about to stand up, find my clothes and leave, when his words stopped me, “You promised to give me the whole night, baby.” His voice carried an unfamiliar hint of warmness. 

Was he insane, bipolar? Or was I the insane one to attribute too much meaning to every small act with my overthinking mind? 

I sighed and sat down on the bed. King Alexus wrapped his arms around me, pulling me gently towards him until my front was pressed against his cool chest. The feeling of my warm skin against his chill one was quite good. 

“What are you doing?” I asked confused, gazing at his face behind my shoulder. 

He looked somehow content. As I’ve never seen him before, not even after he drank from me.

After his drink, he looked lustful, intoxicated, pleased. But not like this. 

“I’m holding you.” He answered with a small smile.

I rolled my eyes at Captain Obvious. “Why?” I asked looking at his violet eyes.

“I want to be close to you Lea. Closer as possible.” He kissed my cheek, a tender, sweet kiss.

Why was he doing this? Why was he being so... loving? 

Was he faking it again? That made no sense, when he faked that he wanted to be my mate before he kidnapped me, he was nothing like this. He was cold. Distant. 

Goddess, I couldn’t understand what was happening?!