Chapter 3

Chapter

Three

CALLIOPE

O h my God. I can feel him everywhere. His hands, his mouth, his cock. His touch is everywhere. It's as if he's already inside of me. He's not, but it feels like he already is. My skin is practically bubbling with desire. Is that a thing? All of my nerves are firing at once, and it's almost too much. Almost . I want this. I need this. I need him. His possessive thoughts of owning my body are all I can hear in my head, and I know that I am going to let him.

Wait, what? I can hear his thoughts? Is that normal?

The marble under my back is cool against my overheated skin. He's so big that my legs won't go around his hips. Fate brought me to this delicious man. I have what he needs. He's exactly what I need. His lips are on me again and his tongue wars with mine. When he moves to my neck again, goosebumps pop up on every inch of my skin.

"More, I need more," I moan.

"You can have it all," he growls. When he nips my neck, I orgasm loudly. If I can do that without him even touching my pussy, what's going to happen when he does? I shiver in anticipation. "You are so responsive," he whispers.

"It's because of you." He's done this. He's turned something on inside of me that can't quite be explained.

His cock is massive. It's long and thick and pointing straight at me. He reaches his index finger out and closes my mouth for me. Then he strokes my chin lightly.

"It's you, Calli. It's you."

I lick my suddenly dry lips. I want to choke on his cock. But he doesn't give me that option. I am drowning in wetness. I didn't know a girl could get so wet. He grins down at me before lowering his head and licking the cream from my pussy. I gasp at how good it feels and how his dirty, filthy, and depraved thoughts fill my head.

"Oh, Goddess, yes," I choke out. He doesn't stop eating my pussy; if anything, he goes at it more vigorously. He's so fucking good at it. If I didn't know better, I'd swear he's done this before, but we don't do this with just anyone. We save ourselves for our mates. My orgasm is harder this time, but I need more. So much more. "Gideon, please. I need more. Give me more."

"I'm going to give you everything, Calli," he says, returning to his full height. His cock is already soaked like he came just from eating me out, but he's still hard as a rock. He strokes his thick cock while looking down at my pussy. A look clouds his face, and I know he's worried about hurting me.

Reaching my hand to his cheek, he leans into my touch, kissing my wrist.

"You won't hurt me," I say.

"How can you be sure of that?"

"I just know because I was made for you. For this. For your pleasure. Our pleasure. Our future. You can't hurt me." He leans down and kisses me. Then he spreads my legs wider. Still gripping his cock, he slowly drives it into me. He groans as he stops at my virginity. I watch as he wars with himself, so I tilt my hips. Impaling myself on him, he tears through my innocence, and I scream in pleasure but not pain, never pain. This feels so fucking good. So right. So… everything. He pauses, making me whine. "Don't fucking stop," I demand. He looks down at me in shock but thrusts harder and harder, using the altar for leverage until I come with such intensity I almost pass out. My mind shows me things that will be. A war is coming, and we will be instrumental in saving the world, humans and blessed alike. My family will play a huge role in policing the new world with my mate by my side. I've seen it.

I feel him coming before he actually does. It starts as a tingle until it reaches its peak, and I feel it inside me. There's so much of it, and it's hot. Burning me— branding me from the inside out. He pulls out of me, causing me to whimper. Not in pain, never pain. I just don't want him to stop. I look around the room. The altar is destroyed. It's probably five or six feet from where it was, and the marble is splintered. Shattered really. There are bits of it in my hair and on my chest.

"Sorry about that. I lost control," he says, pulling splinters out of my hair.

"What's that?"

"You said you had marble on your chest and hair."

"I didn't say that out loud," I say, grinning.

"This is going to be good."

"What will?"

"The link has been completed between us. We can read others' thoughts now. I believe our bond has some additional magical properties."

"I think you are right. Let me get this mess cleaned up."

"I'll help," I say, getting off of what's left of the altar, shaking out my hair, and pulling on my discarded dress. I've never been so exhausted and well-used. I love it.

"Come on baby. Those happy little thoughts are going to get you fucked again."

"You say that like I don't want that."

I watch as he lifts the entire altar with one hand and puts it back where it was originally. " Holy Goddess. Why is that so hot ?"

"Calli," he growls in a warning.

"Sorry. You're just so hot. I can't help myself," I reply, mentally fanning myself. "I love you," I blurt out. He strides toward me.

"I love you too," he says, like we've said it a thousand times, like it's not the biggest thing in the world. He leans down and kisses me as a bright white light begins to radiate from my belly. Then I feel it. Deep down in my belly. Warm and radiating. A girl's voice fills my head and heart.

" Me ," she says in a sweet, giggling voice.

Our future daughter is making her presence known.

"Daughter? We're going to have a daughter? How could we possibly know so quickly?" He places one of his big hands gently on my belly. I put my much smaller hand on top of his.

"Magic."

"Speaking of… how the hell do we get back to Boston?"

"I can help you with that," Sorena says, popping back into the woods.

This has been the best day of my life and it's just getting started.