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Chapter 39

“Mine.”

My eyes opened again, only halfway because all my energy was gone, and my limbs were shutting down. The heat was still there, though. The sun, though small now, still burned in the pit of my stomach, and with each breath I took, it seemed to be getting warmer, which made no sense.

“No—mine.”

Silence in the room.

I recognized both voices—one Tristian, the other Romin.

“Are you out of your minds?! She’s mine, brothers. I felt it—look at me!” This from Emil.

I reached out my hand to the side, searching for Grey, for a little strength. His fingers laced with mine and the cold I felt radiating from his skin gave me a little energy to look around me, at the brothers still kneeling around me, still half naked, my blood staining their lips and teeth and chins…

The brothers looked at one another for a long moment.

“Something’s wrong,” said Valentine in a hushed whisper, and his eyes locked on mine.

“You’re all wrong,” said Grey, squeezing my fingers. It was a breath of fresh air to feel his touch. “She’s mine. I know how the selection feels.”

“Oh, brother, we alldo,” said Romin, and his hand touched my cheek, inviting my eyes to his. The way he was smiling at me made all the hairs on my body stand at attention.

“It isn’t over yet,” said Valentine, and as if on cue, the heat inside me pulsated once, twice, burning me to my core.

A moan slipped from my lips when I attempted to stop the scream.

“She’s mine. I felt it, she’s?—”

Emil moved, reaching for me with both hands, and Grey slammed his fist to his face so fast I barely caught it.

Emil fell off the bed, blood exploding from his mouth and nose.

“Don’t. Touch. Her.” Grey growled like a fucking animal, and I pulled at his hand, moaning louder. Ignore them—look at me!

Fuck, I needed ice. I need to be bathed in an ocean made of ice so badly…

“She is not yours to claim,” Romin growled.

“No—she’s mine!” said Valentine, and Tristian laughed.

“This is your first year participating in the ritual, young blood. You don’t get a bride yet,” he reminded him.

“Not true. Just because no other Evernight has claimed a bride in their first year doesn’t mean it can’t be done. There are no rules, no laws against it,” Valentine said with that quiet calm of his, but he wasn’t looking at me, he was looking at Romin. He couldn’t see that it was back, that that heat was scorching me from the inside, and no matter how hard I dug my nails into Grey’s hand, they continued to talk.

Not bite me but talk.

Then how do you explain what I felt? Can you not see my marks?

Are you a fool? You can see my marks a lot more clearly!

Nonsense. This is nonsense. You all saw how relieved she was when I bit her. You saw it!

Mine—Grey.

Unmistakably Grey. He growled the word after his brothers made their comments, and he still held my hand, so I still utilized his energy. I still focused all my being in my eyes, trying to see what the hell they were talking about—what marks?!

And I saw. A hundred blinks later, I saw Grey and I saw the black veins stretching from his neck and down to his shoulders and chest like webs. Black veins on his pale skin, impossible to miss.

But he wasn’t the only one. All the brothers had them. All of them had veins of black tattooed on their chests and necks, and I didn’t understand what the hell it meant, but some instinct inside me must have, because suddenly I was afraid.

“It’s clear what has happened here,” said Romin after they all bickered for about two minutes that to me felt like two hours. I was burning. My God, I was burning with that same intensity as in the beginning, and they weren’t going to bite me again.

I looked up at Romin, at Emil who had gotten back up on the bed, his face a bloody mess. He had eyes only for Grey, looking at him like he wanted to skin him alive. Valentine was still by my feet, and Tristian and Grey kneeling on my left. None of them looked like they were going to bite me anytime soon, even though they could see just fine how I was breathing, how I was dying.

“Her blood has chosen all of us,” Tristian said, and the heat in me turned up.

I screamed.

“What does that mean?! That’s never happened before,” Valentine said, looking at me with his brows narrowed, concerned.

“Not in our lifetime, but Father told me about it,” Romin said. “It has happened once that a bride was compatible with all living Evernights.” The way he looked at me right now said he wanted to suck every drop of blood from my body.

“It means she can choose to be with any of us,” he added.

My ears rang.

“She chooses?” said Emil, just as stunned as I was.

“Yes, she chooses,” Romin said, lowering down until his face filled my vision. “So, choose, bride. You can have one of us, or you can have all. Choose who will put you out of your misery tonight.”

He was pushed off me the next second—Grey.

“Get off her face. She needs to fucking breathe,” he said through gritted teeth.

“We all know whom she’s going to choose. What’s the point of this?” said Tristian, and he sounded more pissed by the second.

“The little brother gets his bride on the first try,” said Emil with a wicked grin, staring at Valentine.

Valentine, who couldn’t look away from Grey.

Grey, who refused to look away from me.

And it started again, that bickering. They were talking rubbish as far as I was concerned, and nobody was biting mestill. Words and threats were thrown around the room, and whenever someone tried to get closer to me, Grey pushed them back. Let her breathe, let her breathe, let her breathe—but I didn’t need to breathe. I needed this fire inside me to be put out.

I pulled at his hand with all my strength. I needed him so much—how could he not see it? The only reason I was still conscious right now was because his fingers were intertwined with mine, and his skin gave me a little bit of a release. So, I tried calling his name, but my jaws wouldn’t work and my vocal cords refused to make a single sound. It was all in vain, I knew it, but I tried to call for him, I tried to tell him, I tried to beg him to please…

Please make it stop, Grey.

Please, please, please…

Maybe I imagined it, but a little voice left my lips a while later.

Maybe I imagined it, but the sudden silence that reigned in the room made me fear I’d gone deaf.

Maybe I’d imagined it, but Grey was finally in front of me, his lips so close, his grey eyes a mirror to his very soul—full. Full of passion and full of need and full of desire for me. Just as full as I was for him.

“Yes,” I choked because he was going to bite me. He was going to fucking eat me raw, and I couldn’t wait to be empty.

“She made her choice,” someone said—could have been Romin, but I no longer saw anything that wasn’t Grey.

His hands were on me. My bottom lip was between his teeth. He grabbed me and pulled me up, spun me around and put me down again, back to the bed, his body pressed to mine.

I moaned as the heat retreated wherever our skins connected, and Grey settled himself between my legs. My limbs locked around him instantly.

My God, he felt so good. He felt like falling on white clouds. He felt like falling in the ocean.

He felt like falling.

Voices around us, and my eyes opened to find all the other brothers were still there, still kneeling on the bed all around us. Still watching us—including Valentine. I wanted to reach out for him, too, but I didn’t dare let go of Grey. If I did, I would die. I knew it in my bones, it would be the end of me.

“I want you to focus on me, baby,” Grey whispered in my ear, and my whole being submitted. He controlled the heat of my body now. I was at his mercy—gladly.

“I want you to keep your eyes on me,” he said, rising to sit on his legs between mine, running his hands down my breasts, my stomach, but that fucking nightgown…

The sound of it tearing tried to freeze the blood in my veins, but it couldn’t. The soft satin of the nightgown tore in Grey’s hands, and suddenly the cool air of the room enveloped me.

“I want your eyes on me while I show all of them, once and for all, who you belong to,” he said. “You’re mine.” He fell on top of me again, and I forgot everything else. His bare chest against mine was a different kind of bliss. Grey held my eyes and my attention like nothing in the world existed but him, and he smiled for me—a full, happy, proud smile.

“They’ll know it soon. The whole fucking world will know it,” he whispered, then he crashed his lips to mine.

I never knew a kiss could levitate you the way his did. I never knew a kiss could freeze you and burn you at the same time, with such intensity that I forgot about the Blood Call and the way my blood had been boiling just a second ago as he had his way with me. As he bit me and licked me and sucked my lips in his mouth like he had been burning worse than me.

A moan ripped from his throat when he pressed his hips down on me, and the more he kissed me, the cooler I became, and the more aware I was of everything. The way I fit his body so perfectly. The way his naked skin felt on mine. The way his hard cock pressed against my pussy covered by those damn panties I should have gone without.

My God, I’d never been more turned on in my life.

I screamed out his name as he pressed his hips onto me harder and harder, picking up the rhythm though clothes were still in the way. He whispered in my ear, but I couldn’t understand what he was saying. I could only feel the way he brought me back to life, the way he pushed away that unnatural heat that had been about to devour me. I could only feel the way he kissed me, so desperately, so passionately, like he truly stayed alive for my lips, not my blood.

And then his hands were moving down my body, spreading cold, but also a different heat that rivaled the one about to scorch me. This heat gathered between my legs, and the more of it I felt, the more my hips shot up to meet his hardness. He barely let me breathe while he kissed me, wanting my mouth only for himself, so I didn’t even get to cry out as loud as I wanted. Especially when his hand slipped between our bodies, and his fingertips pressed over my clit.

The world could have imploded for all I cared. My entire body froze, not a hint of that awful heat inside me anymore. And then Grey dipped his fingers lower still, toward my entrance, and my eyes rolled in my skull.

“Not yet, baby,” he whispered, sucking my earlobe in his mouth. “You’ll come for me when I say so. Do you understand?”

Oh, God. “Yes,” I said with my whole being. I’d come for him in any way he wanted me to, whenever he pleased, if he kept touching me like that. If he continued to feel like my own personal heaven. A very cold heaven.

His fingers slipped under my panties, down my soaked folds. I dug my nails into his skin with all my strength, not even bothering to hold back. He could handle it. Grey could handle anything I could do to him right now, but I wasn’t sure I could handle those fingers.

His tongue was in my mouth. His body pressed to mine. His fingers in my pussy. The scent of him in my nostrils, and those moans of his were in my head. I heard them even over my own, and they were perfect. He was perfect. I wanted to hold onto that moment forever, live in it for the rest of eternity.

But I also wanted more.

Nothing existed except this aching need I had for him. It chased the heat away, the one that scorched me, and ignited that new fire more. His fingers dipped lower slowly as he moaned together with me, teasing my entrance. My body froze for a second, the anticipation locking me in place.

“So soft,” Grey murmured in my ear, pressing onto me harder until my lungs were empty—but who needed air? “So wet, baby. I want to take my time with you for hours, and I also want to fuck you senseless within seconds.” I moaned, my hips shooting up to meet his fingers, desperate to feel him inside of me, but he moved them up to my clit again, teasing me. His chuckle in my ear was dark and delicious, and I bit his bottom lip until I tasted blood.

His chuckle turned to a moan instantly, and he pressed onto my clit harder. “Like that. Take what you need from me, baby. Fight me,” he growled, and I was going to. Fuck, I was going to take what I needed from him—which was everything. Every inch of him in every way.

My hands roamed down his back, and his skin was raised in some parts, but I just assumed it was the curves of his muscles. I wrapped an arm around his neck tightly to keep his lips right there, where I could kiss and bite and suck on them as much as I pleased. Then I slid the other down his arm and to his hand that was between my legs, holding it in place as well as I could before I shot my hips up again.

His fingers touched my entrance, and I cried out in ecstasy, but he resisted me still. “Keep going,” he said. “Don’t fucking stop.”

It was an order, and I planned to obey.

I gripped his hand under mine tighter and moved until the tips of his fingers were inside me.

Fuck, the way he felt. My eyes were open but I saw nothing, just felt his lip between my teeth, his blood in my mouth from how hard I was biting him, and his fingers inside my pussy. I moved like a wild fucking animal—and Grey did, too. His other hand was moving lower, and it closed around my breast, squeezing me, fingers on my nipple, twisting it then pinching it the way I never knew I needed. The sounds that left me were otherworldly, but Grey seemed to be fueled by them. The deeper his fingers went inside me, the faster and more desperate his thrusts, until I was at the very edge.

“Grey,” I breathed, clinging to him with all my being, trying not to come.

“I can feel your pussy tightening,” he said, and just to hear that word on his lips was a monster of its own.

Then he suddenly thrust his fingers all the way inside me, as deep as they would go.

My body locked down instantly. “Don’t come,” Grey whispered, holding himself in there, curving his fingers up until I saw God. “Look at me, baby. Look at me.”

I did. Such a beautiful color drawing me in. I could get lost in the grey of his eyes.

For a moment, we both stopped moving, holding on tightly to one another, unblinking eyes locked.

“I’ve waited my whole life for you.” He barely moved his lips, and if we weren’t face-to-face, I’d have never heard the words. “You’re finally here.”

I was. For once in my life, it felt like I was finally right where I was supposed to be. I didn’t need to be chasing any dreams or any plans or anyone. I was in the perfect place, at the perfect time.

Finally.

And Grey moved.

Slipping his fingers out of my pussy, he pulled himself up to his knees once more, looking down at my naked body like he was in awe. His big hands ran up and down my naked chest, and when he reached my soaked panties, he tore them apart the same way he had my nightgown. The sound of it made me cry out, and for a second there, I could have sworn people were around us, but I was too high to care. The whole world could be watching, and it wouldn’t have made a difference. All I saw was Grey, and all Grey saw was me.

He whispered under his breath as he touched me, gently for a second, then digging his fingers into my hips like he meant to break me, cursing and praising me at the same time.

“You’ll be my fucking doom,” he said. “And I’ll be damned if I don’t go down willingly. So long as you stay underneath me, beautiful.” I cried out when he squeezed my waist, and I never wanted him to stop. “You are perfection…”

So many things on my mind that I wanted to say to him out loud. He looked like a fucking angel from down here. I’d go down willingly if he kept those hands on me as well. I’d never been so completely consumed by anything in my life the way I was by him—I wanted to tell him all of that and more, but the moans kept on coming, and when his thumb pressed against my clit again, circling it slowly, I forgot to even think. I was a big mess of raw, hot pleasure, threatening to unravel faster than I could have thought possible.

But when Grey began to push his sweatpants down with the other hand, I froze. The fabric revealed his hard cock, big, so thick I’d need both hands to wrap around it, the tip of him smooth and pointy and pink, curving up just slightly. I forgot how to breathe when he grabbed it in his fist and slowly began to touch himself, moving up and down, all the way to the tip, then back to the base again.

I was drooling. I was fucking drooling at the sight of him like that. I wanted to be his hand so badly. I wanted to be doing what he was doing with my hands and my mouth and my pussy and my everything.

“Grey,” I breathed, reaching out for him. He needed to be down here, on top of me right now. Seriously—it was a matter of life and death at this point. Because when he wasn’t touching me, that heat returned, the bad one, and it was so much more intense now. It was going to kill me for real if he didn’t cool me down.

But he grinned like I’d never seen him do before, and I’d be damned if a whimper didn’t slip out of me involuntarily. Fuck, he looked bad. He looked the best kind of bad I’d ever seen. He looked like a filthy, dirty, sexy sin waiting to be committed.

“Yes, baby?” he whispered, and his voice alone could get me undone. Smoky. Dark. As sweet as melted chocolate pouring down my body.

“Come closer,” I said, gripping the wrist of his hand while his thumb still circled my clit slowly, and my hips moved in rhythm with him.

“How close do you want me?” He let go of my pussy and came over me, putting his hand near my head for support, his other still pumping his cock.

I could touch it now. I could put my hand over his as it moved up and down, and fuck, I was halfway gone already.

“All the way,” I thought I said, looking down at him still, unable to pry my eyes from the way he jerked himself off.

God, I’d never seen anything sexier in my life.

“All the way where?” he continued to tease me.

“All the way inside me.” Until you can’t get any fucking deeper.

Grey fell on top of me the next second, and his skin was my salvation. He was no longer smiling as he looked down at me, both hands on my face, holding me in place.

“Your word is my command,” he said, his voice suddenly darker, heavier. “Do you understand that?”

I nodded—I understood. It was a promise he was giving me, and even if it was just for these moments, he meant it. He absolutely meant it.

Right now, he wasn’t the Grey Evernight the world knew, or that I knew. Right now, he was just mine.

“Good,” he said, and he kissed me.

We kissed slowly, lips and tongues sliding against one another. I lost my train of thought to that kiss, so gentle yet deep, so passionate that I felt it all the way to my soul. He kissed me like he’d known me a thousand years and he wanted to show me how much he’d missed me. How patiently he’d waited.

And when he let go, I was completely breathless for a moment.

But the heat was still there, and as much as I wanted him to just freeze right there with his body over me and those beautiful eyes on mine, I still needed him in other ways first.

So, I whispered, “Move.”

My word must have really been his command because the next second, he did.

Crashing his lips to mine, he no longer did gentle. He no longer took it easy. Instead, he devoured my mouth, sticking his tongue all the way down my throat, his hands on my body, squeezing my breasts so hard it hurt, but it also felt incredible. It felt like I was floating on fucking air, not lying on a bed.

The length of his hard cock slid up and down my folds, pressing against my clit. My legs were locked around his hips so tightly that he struggled to move.

I gripped his hair in my fists and kept his face in front of mine, and his hand was on my hips, my ass, grabbing it until his fingers were imprinted on it. Then he rose up just a little, but I was locked so tightly around him he carried me up, too.

“Let go, baby,” Grey whispered.

I shook my head. “No, I?—”

“Just for a second. I’m not going anywhere.”

That was a promise, too, but it still cost me to unlock my ankles from around him.

“That’s my good girl,” he said, sucking my lips inside his mouth and reaching his hand between our bodies. He grabbed his cock and brought the tip to my clit, and I almost passed out. My limbs were shaking, and I couldn’t coordinate them properly to move the way I needed, but Grey did. Slowly, painfully slowly, he brought his tip down my folds, sliding so smoothly, so beautifully that we were both moaning into each other’s mouths, and finally, he was at my entrance.

“Open your eyes,” Grey said, and I did.

When our eyes locked, he began to slide inside me.

I thought for sure he’d have a hard time getting in there with all that thickness, but he didn’t. My body opened up for him and he slid in perfectly easily. He took his time with it, so I felt every new inch that filled me, until I was about to fucking explode.

Grey’s eyes were bloodshot, which made the grey in them look almost completely white, and he looked just as shocked as I felt to be connected to him this way. He was inside me to the base, all the fucking way, and I felt him. I felt all of him—and the strangest thing, it was almost familiar. Like we’d been here before at one point in the past, centuries ago, and finally, we were one again.

For a long moment, we stayed there, me adjusting to his size, him analyzing every inch of my face like he was in awe of what he saw. There was no need for words. We understood our bodies when we started to move slowly, our rhythm perfect like we really had done this a million times before. My body knew his. My body fit his. My soul poured into him with every small kiss he gave me, and every time I whispered his name.

It was bliss. The heat that had been about to devour me, to kill me tonight was gone. Disappeared into thin air as if it had never existed. Now, only the heat of Grey’s body was inside me, and it burned so beautifully. His skin no longer cooled me. It slid against mine as we moved, and when Grey began to pick up the speed, I was shaking with the need to let go.

Still, I held back. I wanted to feel more, so much more of this. I wanted to feel all of him, fast and slow, deep and shallow, moaning and crying and coming undone.

Grey must have felt the same way because his hands began to move down my body as he kissed my neck, licking behind my ear and down lower, like he was trying to clean me up. I touched his back, and his skin was even more raised around the shoulders, like those marks I’d seen on his back that night. I tried to trace them with my fingers but soon he pumped in and out of me faster, moaned louder, and I forgot about everything else. I forgot my own damn name as he gripped my ass with one hand and put his other arm underneath me to hold me in place.

Before the minute was over, he was fucking me like we were in a race.

I cried out his name so loudly my throat hurt. I scratched the hell out of his back, trying to hold on, trying not to come because he still hadn’t told me to. I wanted to please him more than I wanted to fucking breathe, and I saw no wrong in that whatsoever.

“Are you ready?” Grey then asked, and just the sound of his voice send shivers all over me.

“Yes,” I choked, holding onto his shoulders. “Keep touching me.”

“Everywhere?” he whispered, running his hand up to my hips and waist and breast, then back to my ass and thigh again, leaving a trail of delicious flames behind.

“Everywhere,” I whispered. “I love your hands on me.” I loved his cock inside me, too. And his lips on mine.

His eyes lit up like I just took the world and put it in his hands. He kissed me furiously, his tongue searching my mouth like it was trying to memorize it, and his thrusts became deeper still, more desperate, faster.

“Grey,” I breathed when he let go of my lips, and he knew exactly what I meant. I was ready to come now, and if I tried to hold back a second longer, I was going to die for real.

“Look,” Grey said, letting go of me for a second to sit up. “I want you to see what you’re doing to them, baby.” Holding my hips tightly, he continued to slide in and out of me faster, pulling me against him, too, so that my clit rubbed on his pelvis. I cried out, my head falling back as the orgasm built up, about to explode—and that’s when I saw.

That’s when I realized, now that the heat wasn’t about to kill me anymore, that there were other people in the room, indeed. All the Evernight brothers on the bed with us, watching us, their hands on their cocks, jerking themselves off.

“Look what you’re doing to us,” said Grey through gritted teeth, holding my hips in place and pushing himself inside me like he meant to break my body completely.

My first instinct was to freak out that someone was watching me having sex, but that instinct was squashed instantly the more of their faces I saw. The brothers were lost in a trance, their eyes on my body, on where I connected with Grey, how his cock slid in and out of me. They were completely lost, desperate, my name falling from their lips in whispers.

I knew it would freak me out in the future, but in those moments, I felt so fucking free. I felt like a damn goddess. I felt all-powerful.

“Let go, baby. Come for me,” Grey said, and it was like he’d given me the world in return.

Letting go had never been so easy. I came with my eyes squeezed shut, crying out Grey’s name that came so naturally to me now. I gripped his wrists as he held me by the hips and kept himself buried deep inside me just like I needed.

The orgasm lasted a long time, and it wiped my mind completely. My ears were filled with their moans, all of them calling my name as they came, and then Grey did, too.

I felt him pulsating inside of me as my pussy still squeezed him with the aftermath of my orgasm, and he came hard with his head thrown back and my hips in his hands. A wonder he hadn’t broken me still, but I was whole when he put me down on the bed and fell on top of me, exhausted.

My eyes were closed and my energy gone, all of it. The heat didn’t come back even when I began to breathe a bit deeper and my heartbeat started to calm down. A smile was stretching my lips though I couldn’t really feel anything anymore.

Only one thought was in my mind before unconsciousness claimed me: I had never felt fuller and lighter at the same time in my life.

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