Chapter 33

Thirty-Three

Phew,what a day. I had not only met the parents, but the grandparents. Thankfully that seemed to have turned out okay. They’d all been super nice, and at the very least, they’d liked my cooking.

Theon had point-blank told me that in this world, an engagement didn’t happen unless the parents gave their blessing. I suspected he had plans or something because while I was sure he was happy to see his parents, he was also acting…suspicious. Not sure what the man was planning, but he was up to something.

About two hundred pounds of solid male slammed into my back, the only thing saving me from a header straight into our room being Theon’s arms tight around my waist.

Okay, someone was happy. I half turned, a question on the tip of my tongue—that I never got to voice as Theon’s mouth covered mine. Mmm? Mmm, damn, he was really happy.

Large, warm hands found my hips, turned me, then walked me backward. I was enjoying the attention very much, especially with his tongue tangling with mine, but so help me, if he riled me up like this only to back off, I’d have to do something nasty to this man. Having sex during the day was hard because people loved to interrupt us. I did NOT want interruptions.

His lips trailed over my cheek, down my neck, teeth grazing skin in the most delicious way, sending shivers across my skin. I kinda liked it rough sometimes, and those teeth promised all the things. I had no idea what had gotten him so happy and hyped up, but with him in this kind of mood, the sex was going to be fantastic. Yes, please.

My own libido hopped right up to speed, and I managed to twist my neck enough to nibble on the tip of his ear. Theon groaned, that special sound of his that said I had pushed one of his buttons.

I’mma do it again, too, just wait.

Theon cooperated in getting my jacket off, but he seemed more intent on getting me naked, which was somewhat counterproductive, but at the same time not, and why the hell was I wearing this many clothes, for that matter?

The second his shirt hit the ground, I got my mouth on him, trailing down those firm pecs, finding a nipple and scraping my teeth against it. Just to hear his reaction. I felt the full-body shudder from him under my hands and mouth, heard him groan. Nothing more satisfying than getting your man to make delicious noises.

I trailed down farther, hands at his waist, getting his pants undone and pushed down enough that I could finally get my mouth properly on him. Theon was somewhat at attention already, but not hard enough for my purposes. Let’s see how hard I can make you.

“Jake.” Theon’s fingers carded through my hair, rainbows of sensation following where those blunt nails scratched. “I’m too hungry for you, don’t tease?—”

I felt like that was a really tall order. Not sure if I could fulfill it. I needed him hard and ready for me to ride more than I needed anything else.

Opening my mouth, I blew hot air over his cock and saw and felt him stir, hardening just from that. Oh my, he really was hungry for me. The man shouldn’t have given me that kind of ammunition. I couldn’t be trusted with it.

His pants fell with a soft whump against the floor without any care on my part. I had the tip of his dick in my mouth, tracing it with my tongue, hitting all those spots I knew he loved. I was having so much fun with this I might just make him come. Theon had an amazing recovery time, and his Fae stamina was something else, so it wouldn’t hurt to drive him right over the edge.

“Jake.” Theon groaned, one hand trying to push me off, the other hand hard on my shoulder, keeping me close. “Dammit, don’t…hah, don’t?—”

Conflicting signals, much? But that showed how close he was getting. I pulled off with a pop, looking up at him through my lashes in a deliberately provocative way because what can I say? I was evil.

“Take me?” I offered with a throaty whisper.

The man gulped. Legit gulped, eyes a little dazed. Brain cells had fled south, nothing to compute with up there.

He must have found two to rub together, as he got hands under my armpits and hoisted me to my feet, then tossed me onto the bed, all in one smooth motion. Even as I flew through the air, I couldn’t help but laugh in delight. I knew Theon was strong, but my god, his strength was incredible. It always took me a little by surprise when he casually threw me around like that.

Before I stopped bouncing, Theon was on me, barely pausing long enough to grab a bottle of oil from the nightstand. I spread my legs for him in invitation, hands eager to get a grip on him once more.

Theon paused right there, kneeling between my spread legs, golden eyes wild, breath harsh. “Jake. Are you trying to kill me?”

If he got any more fun to tease, we were in trouble because I could not resist the temptation. I spread my legs a little further, tipping my ass up. “Why, is it working?”

He groaned, eyes closed in a pained way for a split second. Aww, he really was scrambling for the patience to prep me. How cute.

One hand grabbed under my knee, and with a solid yank, he pulled me toward him. If he kept manhandling me like this, I wasgoing to be the one to come early because hot damn.

Teeth and lips nipped right below my navel, lighting up the nerves there and filling me with anticipation. Theon did not disappoint. His silky hair grazed my skin, the sensory play on my abs positively delicious as he dragged the flat of his tongue down over my happy trail before latching onto the base of my dick. The suction was wonderful. Mm, yes, do that for another decade or so.

Two fingers coated in something cool and wet touched my taint before slowly easing in. The feel of them was so perfect I trembled under it, eyes nearly rolling into the back of my head. It was too much, I wasn’t ready for two at once, but I couldn’t bear to stop him.

“Can I be a little rough with you?” Theon sounded like a man on his last legs. Maybe last toe.

I nodded frantically in confirmation, hands grasping for the edge of the pillow, blanket—something, anything to ground me. I honestly craved it. The delicious sensation of pain and pleasure mixing made my whole body sing, and yet I craved more in the same breath. I needed his hard length properly inside me, fucking me until I couldn’t remember my name.

Theon worked my channel once, twice, thrice, and then something much larger breached me. Holy hell, his fingers had only been there to guide him in, really. He was taking me at my word. Fuck yaaaaas.

As he pushed in, I felt myself clamping down on him. I had no control over it, my body beyond eager. I moved my hands to his shoulders, gripping there, trying to drag him over me. Theon pushed all the way in, a low breath escaping his throat as he bottomed out. I felt so incredibly full, his length hot enough to singe. It was sublime, the perfection of it beyond words.

Theon leaned in, laying gentle kisses on my shoulder even as his body made aborted thrusts, trying to give me a second to adjust but hungry to move. I felt the same.

“Theon,” I begged, not ashamed of it. “Move. Move.”

With a grunt, he capitulated, pulling back a bare inch before slamming in. It moved me across the blanket, but I barely noticed. I was too intent on the sensation of his body weight fully on me, of that hard cock grazing my prostate in the best of ways, making my body sing with pleasure. A primal urge had me wrapping my legs around his hips before thinking about it.

The next thrust in was harder, more demanding, wringing an aborted gasp from me.

“You drive me insane,” Theon said between grunts against my skin, each thrust coming in harder. “How are you so—ahh—so perfect?”

“The—Theon.” Dammit, I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t wring words out of my mouth. I felt wild with pleasure and need, my fingers digging into his back, somehow trying to draw him in closer, but there wasn’t space for air between us as it was.

He paused in thrusting, shifting his legs more underneath, lifting my ass into the air a bit more, and then his next thrust nailed my prostate. Stars burst behind my eyes, my entire body overloading with pleasure to the point of pain. I could hear myself pant and cry out wordlessly and had no control over what came out of my mouth.

A hand slid under my head, supporting it, and somehow that made everything even better. My dick, trapped between our bellies, had full-on contact now, and the friction was beyond anything I needed. I felt myself twisting under him, almost animalistic, every move instinctual.

Theon’s mouth found mine, nipping at my lips, swallowing the noises I made like they were a feast. I never wanted this to end. But I had to come, I risked exploding if I didn’t come.

“Theon,” I managed to gasp between kisses. “Please?—”

He pulled out a little more, then thrust in harder than he ever had, striking not only my prostate but my entire sensitive channel. I overloaded on sensation in that second, cum bursting free. I clutched him in sheer reflex, hanging on as I came harder than I ever had in my life.

Theon kept thrusting, damn near sending me over the edge again, before slamming in a final time, groaning into my neck as he flooded me with cum.

Hngh.

Words?

No?

Mmm.

A soft kiss against my shoulder. I blinked up into beautiful eyes that looked at me with all the love I’d ever craved.

“All right?” Theon asked me gently.

I scrambled, found two brain cells that hadn’t fled south, and slapped them into working order. “Perfect.”

“I think I fucked you senseless,” Theon noted, expression amused. “Look at you, how dreamy you are right now.”

Damn right I was. As soon as I could summon energy, we were doing that again. I’d figure out what had made him so hyper and push the button. I think I wanted to ride him, though. Let him bask while I did the work.

Theon tried to pull away and I wordlessly whined, tugging him back in. “Not yet.”

A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest. “We don’t want to stick to each other, love. I promise you, I’m not done with you tonight.”

Oh, well in that case, I could bear a bit of separation. I let him go, watched as he fetched a towel from the corner stand, and amenably let him clean me up before he snuggled back into bed with me. I even managed to function enough to get under the covers. Go, me.

Theon cradled me against his chest, hands sweeping up and down my back. I nuzzled in, completely content with the world.

“Theon?”

“Yes, love?”

“I would love for you to tell me what’s got you so happy.”

“Ah.” Theon looked a little shy for a second. He lifted his head to breathe across my skin as he said, “We have their blessing.”

Everything in me paused. Time felt like it stopped for a second. “Wait. Already?! You asked them that already?”

“I didn’t need to. My parents were quick to tell me they approved.”

My mind was spinning with this revelation. I hadn’t even properly said I loved this man yet, but his parents were already planning out a wedding? Wait a damn second. “I’ve known them maybe eight hours. Max.”

“You’re charming, what did you expect?”

“Excuse you, I wasn’t even trying to charm them yet. I was just getting to know them today and uhhh—” It was really hard to focus when he had his hands all over my ass like that. Really, really hard, if you catch my drift. “Wait, wait. Does that mean we’re engaged now?”

“We are only engaged when we want to be.”

That was reassuring.

“I know it’s a bit much all at once, but knowing that they love you, I couldn’t help but be excited.” Theon lifted up to kiss my shoulder before settling in again with a very content sigh. “We don’t need to act on it right this moment, but know that I’m ready to marry you whenever you are ready.”

Sounded like a proposal to me. I knew Theon well enough to understand that he’d do a proper proposal—he was a romantic at heart. This was more like a heads-up. A conversation where we could talk about it. Which was great—love me some good communication.

“I’m extremely happy they feel that way about me, but I still want to date just a bit longer. I feel like I’m only now really getting my feet on the ground here.”

“That’s fine. I’m not trying to push you, Jake.”

“You never do.” I rubbed his arm, a casual caress, felt the weight of his body tucked in close to mine, and honestly? I wanted this. This close relationship with the man from now until death.

Since we were being direct, I had a niggling concern. “I’m worried about our differences in lifespans. I won’t live as long as you.”

“Not something to be worried about.” Theon lifted his hand to showcase a ring on his pinky finger. “Part of my parents’ blessing to us. When we exchange vows, I will give you this ring. It links your lifespan to mine so that you may live as long as I do.”

A worry I hadn’t realized was digging into my heart immediately eased. I looked at the golden ring, recognized sigils were engraved carefully into the metal, although I didn’t know which types. I didn’t expect to. Fae magic was freely offered to me once more, only this time it would let me keep Theon for centuries. Which was a lot to think about in more ways than one.

I folded my hand around his, tugging it to rest on my heart. I didn’t know if I was ready for marriage yet, and truthfully speaking, I probably wouldn’t have considered it at all if not for Theon. I knew how trustworthy this man was—he wouldn’t betray me.

His gaze met mine, those golden eyes full of love and patience, and I knew that I didn’t need to say it yet. That he already knew. Still, I wanted to be clear with him.

“I do want to marry you. Just not quite yet.”

“It’s all right,” he assured me again. “We have all the time in the world.”

Sometimes, I really was in awe of his patience. “Then, let me meet you halfway. I say yes to being engaged?—”

His whole expression lit up with joy so bright it was almost hard to look at him.

“—but, long engagement?” It came out more as a question. “Like, at least a year?”

“We can get married whenever you like.” Theon shifted in closer to kiss me, the kiss soft with affection. Against my lips, he said, “Do not push yourself for my sake.”

“I’m not.” I really wasn’t. “It’s just that my heart is jumping ahead, and my trauma is trying to hold me back, and I’m trauma dodging right now is all. Um.”

“Your trauma needs to let go of you.” Theon’s large hand smoothed through my hair, sending little tingles of delight along my scalp. “If you want a long engagement, I’m fine with that. With time, we can get this place settled and properly prepare a celebration.”

That was true. We really didn’t have the money for a ceremony right now. I also knew Theon was the type to get married in front of a judge and call it good, so he was likely saying this for my benefit, but that was all right too. We, as a couple, were making decisions that benefited both of us. That was what couples were supposed to do.

I also didn’t want to linger on this topic, as it felt kind of awkward, so I deliberately made a joke. “This will be part of our marriage vows. You have to fuck me senseless on a regular basis.”

His chest jerked with another chuckle. “You’re incorrigible.”

“Is that a no?”

“I didn’t say that.”

I was not the only one incorrigible, it seemed.