Chapter 14

14

BONES

S loan is still in my arms, her human form so delicate compared to my bulk. There's the faintest whiff of fear but it's tangled up with her tangy arousal and rich earthiness of satisfaction. The need to claim her as my own is even stronger in my true form and I hold her even tighter to me. The pleasing hum she gives makes me shudder, my cock pressing against the seam it's hidden behind.

I angle my hips away from her. I've shocked her enough for one day; learning that in this form my cock isn't like that of the primate form of humans. As much as I want to throw her onto one of the beds behind us, I cannot. If I do, I risk terrifying her enough that she tries to run. If she runs, I don't think my tenuous grasp of control will last.

The idea of chasing down the delicious smelling woman in my arms and rutting her like a beast after catching her has a growl rumbling from my chest. If I'm not careful, my cock will extrude regardless of what I want my body to do.

"Sloan," I murmur, my voice reverberating from my massive skull to her mind. In this form, it's impossible to form words with my mouth. I try to think of something else to say but nothing comes to me. I hadn't expected any of this.

Her cheek slides against me as she tilts her face upward, gracing me with her smile. Hells and damnation, I don't deserve this beautiful creature. I'm too fucking selfish to let her go though.

"If you do not want me to claim you, you need to say it now and leave. We will figure out another way to draw Xavius out. But you cannot stay here with me."

Her blue-green eyes darken and she frowns. I'm mesmerized by the blond lashes framing her gorgeous eyes, wanting to count them so I can claim another part of her for myself.

"What if I'm tired of others deciding that I'm theirs?" she asks and I'm grateful for my form. At least like this, my expression cannot change. Regardless, I lift my head so she cannot see the pain in my eyes. I squeeze her against me, one last time. I hate the idea of letting her go but I cannot, will not be another captor for her.

"What if I want to claim you, instead?"

I snap my gaze back down to Sloan, my mind suddenly stopping at her words. I look over her face, struggling to process her words. She . . . wants to claim me? Like an avalanche, thoughts crash into and through me. I say the first one I grasp onto, one that seems more important than the others.

"If you claim me, I am yours for life." Even if the mating bond doesn't form between us, there will never be anyone else for me. "There will be no other for me."

Her smile turns to something more possessive, her eyelids lowering seductively. "Good. Because I've never liked to share."

Fuckity fuckity fuck. I bury my snout against her shoulder,inhaling the truth of her words and scent. Still, I need to know if she means all of me. Not just what I look like in my human form.

"This is who and what I am, Sloan." I force my arms to let her go and step far enough back she can see all of me. "I am not that human, though I wear that form most of the time. This is what will follow you your entire life."

Sloan doesn't immediately tell me she doesn't care and I'm glad. I don't think my heart could take it. I need to know she's truly thinking about this, about me, about our future. Her eyes glide over me and I do my best not to move, wanting her to take whatever time she needs.

Her intoxicating arousal blooms in the space between us, heightening when her eyes find and stay on the large bulge at my groin. A primal growl rumbles from between my sharp canines and I can't help flicking my long tongue out to taste the air. Her lips are delicious. Imagining what her other lips taste like, slick with her arousal, nearly undoes me.

She wrenches her eyes up at me and her pupils are blown wide with desire. When she speaks, her voice is huskier than normal. "I'm fucked up in a lot of ways, Bones. I only know a few things for sure that I want for my future. One of them is you. All of you."

I drop my head, nearly dizzy with relief. Arousal shudders through me as I relax my slit and my cock slides free. Sloan gasps but there's only excitement on her face. Only for her am I willing to do what I do next.

I lower myself to my knees, sitting back on my heels careful of the sharp spurs I have. My cock, hard and slick from my natural lubricant, stands proudly, arching up towards my chest. The general shape is similar to a human cock, but the massive size isn't the only difference. My demonic form's cock has two parallel ridges under the skin spiraling around the shaft to just under the spade shaped head. Pearly seed already beads at the x shaped slit at the tip.

Meeting her eyes, I settle my hands on my thighs. "I am yours to claim."

Sloan closes the distance between us. Even on my knees, I'm as tall as her; with my horns, I'm even taller. Her hands come up and hold the sides of my snout. Then she presses those sweet lips just above my exposed fangs. Once, twice, three times--peppering sweet, tender kisses across me until all I'm practically snarling with restraint.

Then she whispers, "You said something about fucking me until I scream your name, Bones. I want that."

With those words she releases the frail leash I had on my control.

I surge to my feet, careful not to harm her. Instead of stepping away, Sloan wraps her arms around my neck and presses her body against the exposed bones of my torso. She's still wearing the jeans and cotton tank top that have been taunting me with her body. With a growl, I grab the neckline of her shirt and tear it down the middle.

"Hey!" Sloan's protest is filled with laughter. Her arousal grows stronger and I fill my lungs with it.

"I'll buy you more clothes," I promise, dropping my snout to her neck and shoulder. I drag my fangs against her skin just hard enough to leave a trail of red but not break the skin. She moans, dropping her head to the side to give me more access.

Just as quickly as her top, I rip through her jeans being careful to not catch her delicate skin with my talons. When they're at her feet in shreds, I happily realize I'd rid her of her underwear as well. A quick brush of my palm over her shoulders has her ruined shirt and bra joining the rest and leaving her bare before me.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous," I whisper, not caring if she can hear the want in my voice. I fist my cock at the base, squeezing tight as I fight the urge to bend her over the bed and fuck her.

Sloan's breasts are larger than I'd realized, the nipples a pale pink and tightening into hard peaks as I stare at them. Her belly is flat and toned, her hips curvy and perfect to hold onto. I can smell her arousal and I know her pussy is dripping, her musky scent drawing me. I lick my lips, anticipating the flavor.

"Sit," I order, keeping my hand around my cock as I turn and lower myself to my knees again.

She smirks at me, not moving. "I thought I was claiming you. Shouldn't I be giving the orders?"

"Then hurry up and give me a command," I taunt. She captures her lower lip between her teeth as I slowly pump my cock. "I will worship you anyway you want. Gladly."

At that she moves past me and sits on the bed she'd chosen. Her confident smirk shifts into something more shy. She keeps her legs closed, her arms loosely wrapped around her pert breasts. I give her a moment but when the scent of her uncertainty and nerves reaches my nostrils, I ease forward until my knees brush against her cute little toes. I plant my hands on either side of her and lean in close, refusing to give her a chance to overthink.

"Should I tell you what I want to do and you tell me yes or no?"

Sloan nods, her cheeks flushing a delicious pink.

"I want to start with these." I bring a hand up to her breast, moving her arms away, and gently cupping it. I rub a thumb over the hardened nipple and she whimpers. "I want to taste them."

"Yes," she gasps.

I take her other nipple in my mouth, careful of my fangs, and suck. Sloan cries out, her hips jerking and her hands coming to my shoulders. Her nails dig into the muscles, sending a thrill through me. I play with her breasts, licking and sucking, biting and squeezing. With each touch she makes more delicious noises, her hips rocking and her hands grasping at my shoulders.

"Bones!" Sloan's fingers wrap around my horns.

I pull my head away and her breasts bounce free. "Want me to tell you more?"

"Please," she begs.

"I want to taste you here," I growl, sliding a talon through her wet folds. She's dripping with arousal, her lips swollen and her clit poking out.

She gasps and I bring my coated finger to my mouth, groaning as I lick my finger clean.

"I'm going to feast on your pussy until you're screaming my name."

I can't wait a second more. I slide my talons under her ass, lifting her to the edge of the bed and pushing her flat. Sloan's fingers have slid off my shoulders and are gripping the bedding. She instinctively goes to close her legs but I force them open with a growl. I push her knees towards her chest and bring my snout to her pussy.

I inhale her arousal, feeling drunk on the heady scent. Then, I run my tongue from the bottom to the top, gathering her essence.

"Fuck!" Sloan's hips buck. "Fuck, Bones!"

"You taste fucking delicious," I tell her, spreading her pussy lips with my thumbs. She's pink and glistening, and my cock jumps. Soon, I promise it.

"Please," she begs, her hands gripping my horns. I shudder at her small but fierce grip, wishing her hands were on my cock instead. Will one of her hands even be able to wrap around it? I don't give a fuck so long as she'll touch me.

I dive back in, determined to taste every inch of her. I lick her and suck on her lips, nibbling the sensitive skin around her opening. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and her body bows. I release her knees, tossing her legs over my hunched shoulders. Her muscles contract around my tongue and her grip on my horns tightens. I can't get enough of her taste.

"Yes! Fuck, yes, Bones," she cries.

My talons dig into the flesh of her ass as I bury my snout against her. "Come for me," I tell her. "Give me your pleasure."

I suck her clit into my mouth, rolling my tongue over and around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her thighs tremble and her heels dig into my back. I flick my tongue back and forth and her whole body locks up.

"Bones!" she screams and I can't stop the feral growl of pleasure that comes from me.

"Again," I growl. Once is not enough for me. I want to wring pleasure from her until she's weak.

I'm ruthless, using my tongue and fingers, not giving her a moment to rest or recover. I take care with my talons but she doesn't seem to notice. Or if she does, she doesn't care. It takes a few minutes but her thighs quiver and her grip on my horns tightens.

"That's it, baby." I press the pad of my thumb against her clit, rubbing the nub back and forth. This time I lift my eyes to her face, needing to see her shatter when I make her come again. "Look at me. I want you to see who is making you come."

Her eyes open and I growl with satisfaction as I twist and pump my fingers inside of her. She's so fucking tight, the pressure around my fingers making me desperate for my cock.

"Come for me, Sloan," I command.

Her back arches and her thighs strain against me.

A scream tears from her mouth before going silent, her body shaking with her orgasm. I'm transfixed, my own arousal climbing, and I wonder if I could get off just watching her. The seed dripping down my cock tells me I absolutely could.

Sloan's orgasm finally subsides and her legs go slack.

"Oh god, Bones," she gasps, her hands sliding off of me and collapses to the bed. "Fuck."

"You're not done, little mate," I say, shifting her so that I can climb onto the bed, keeping her legs on my shoulders. I wrap my hand around the base of my cock, using my thumb and forefinger to squeeze tight.

Mate. Yes. The bond is forming in my chest. There's no denying it anymore. It doesn't matter what Reaper thinks. It doesn't matter what any-fucking-one thinks. Sloan is mine. Mine to protect. Mine to cherish.

Mine to claim.