He leaned over and whispered seductively in my ear, “Don't bite that lip too hard, Pet. It makes me want to do very bad things to it that would feel really good.” He pulled away with a wicked grin tugging on his beautiful mouth. I looked at the walls of the corridor, which had begun to glow as we walked through it.
“After your little visits, I had the entire corridor warded. It's only visible right now because I allowed it to be,” Ryder said, waving his hand to light up the ward in front of a familiar door, before turning it off. He pushed the door open and stepped back as he motioned for me to precede him in to the room. His eyes met mine invitingly, and something like anticipation flashed in them as he waited for my response to his silent request.
I stepped through willingly, my eyes taking in the details of the room that I had Transitioned in. The bed was inviting, and the thought of Ryder and what we would be doing soon, was even more so. Right now, I needed him; needed him to erase the shock and anger of what had happened. Hunger was also playing with my mind. I needed to feed, and I wanted it to be only from him. I didn’t want to find someone else to feed from, and the realization of that was frightening.
“Syn, are you okay? You’ve been through hell tonight,” Ryder said gently from behind me.
“It was only a house,” I replied, but my voice had cracked with the words.
I felt his breath fan against my neck enticingly as he moved closer. “It was more than a house to you, Synthia. It was the home you loved. You felt more for it than you are letting on. I can feel it from the mark you bear.”
“Still, it was only a house. I’m grateful no one was injured in it. I’m only here because you saved me.” I turned to face him, my eyes telling him I was his for tonight, in any way he wanted me. “Ryder, I need to thank you…” I let the meaning hang in the air precariously between us.
“I told you that I would protect you, Pet. You don’t need to thank me for saving what is mine,” he replied, but I could see his eyes lighting from within. I knew it had little to do with hunger, and everything to do with me submitting to him.
“I know, but I want you right now. No walls, just barebones right now, please. Tonight I’m giving you me, just me. Unless you don’t think you can handle it, Fairy,” I challenged him. I knew his touch could make me forget everything that had happened tonight.
“I can handle it. The question is, are you sure you want what you are asking me for? If we do this, I’m going to make you scream for me, and I’m going to want to keep going until I’m sure you want no one else but me ever again. I’m drawn to you in a way that I’ve never been to another person before. I don’t want to feel this for you, but I can’t shut it off either.”
“I want you. Just you, Ryder,” I whispered, not backing down from his challenge.
“You want me, and you already know what I want. You know what pleases me. Show me that you want me as much as I want you right now. No walls between us, and I promise I’ll give you no pain this time.”
I shivered as the magnitude of what I had requested settled in to my system. He stood there, dressed in his clothes, and, for once, I didn’t want him to use magic on them. I wanted to undress him, to reveal his beautiful body to my eyes slowly, and kiss every inch of him as I did so.
I stepped closer to him, enjoying the electrical tingle that came from standing too close to him. I reached up with my hands as my eyes lifted to hold his. I smiled shyly, which made no sense. He’d had me five ways from Sunday, and, yet, every time seemed like the first to me.
I finished unbuttoning his shirt, and removed it from his shoulders, discarding it on the floor carelessly. I licked my lips hungrily as I undid his belt, and worked his zipper to reveal his magnificent cock. It sprung out, hard and ready to be kissed.
He hissed, and a feral growl built inside his magnificent chest. I raised my hands to test the silk of his chest and the taut skin of it. My eyes took in every brand and beautiful curve of his tight abs. I lowered my mouth until I was close enough and then I kissed his nipple and allowed my tongue to flick against it, enjoying the moan that broke from his lips as I slowly worked at seducing him.
I was a glutton for punishment, but there was something magical about seducing a beast such as Ryder. I clamped my mouth around his nipple and sucked against the puckered flesh. I scraped it gently with my teeth as he continued to make sounds of pleasure, which clued me into how much he liked it. My hand lowered and sank in to his jeans.
I pulled his erection the rest of the way out so my fingers could curl around his cock, and his moan was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I smiled wickedly as I lifted my eyes to meet his, and continued stroking his need. This man was made for sex—it showed in his size and, in his need that was bared in his gorgeous amber depths.