The Second Covenant

It was nearing eleven when I drove to The Circle. I’d just barely put my hand on the door knob before Declan jerked it open. “Thank god.” He sighed and I had a moment of panic. “What, what happened?” He rubbed his hand over his hair. “Huh? Nothing. Druex’s just in a foul mood, I don’t think he slept very well. He gets grouchy when he doesn’t sleep. With you.” Declan added with a grin and I let go of the death grip I had on my shoulder bag. He was shirtless, and so was Donovan when I passed him in the hallway. He winked at me and kept going.

I got two steps in the apartment and was picked up, enfolded in familiar arms. “Later.” Dom said and trooped out with Daire and Dax. Leaving me and Druex alone. I dropped my bag by the door and sighed, feeling the tension of being away from Druex seeping away with the soothing pulse of his powerful aura. After a while I tilted my head back to look up at him. He looked tired, more tired than me. “Did you sleep at all?” I asked, brushing his messy hair back from his face, it looked like he’d been constantly running his hands through it. He shook his head, bending to press his lips to the hollow of my throat. “I tried, but after a while it was just futile. So I watched TV, Letterman, and then this ridiculous show about a man who was teaching wolves to be wolves. How about you?”

I rubbed my cheek against his, turning my nose back into his hair. “A little bit. I missed not having you holding me. I don’t think we should be so attached after just a few nights together.” I was rubbing my face all over his throat, reacquainting myself with the special scent that was all his own. “It’s part of the bonding between us as Lupa and Ulfric. Nature’s way of making sure we stay together long enough to develop an emotional bond, not just a physical one.” I nodded, plastered to his body by my own arms and his, holding us close. “I’m tired, can we lie down for a while?” I asked and he nodded. “Absolutely.”

He let go of me long enough for me to take off my coat and throw it over a kitchen chair before he was puling me back to his side. I crawled into bed first and he drew the shades so the room was pleasingly dark before crawling in after me. Clothes and all, I turned to him, slid right into his waiting arms, pillowed my head on his arm, slid my knee between his and was asleep in moments.

I pushed at the gentle tugging on my shirt. “Go way. Five more minutes.” I grumbled and heard Druex laugh softly, nuzzling against the strip of skin he’d exposed at my belly. “It’s almost seven. I’m hungry.” He said, his tongue swiping over my hip bone. “So got get a steak.” I said, rolling to my side. “But you taste so much better.” I smiled to myself, letting his hands snake up under my shirt, kneading at my breasts, pulling me back over onto my back. I went with another grumble, my arms stretched up above my head, working out all the lax muscles.

Druex pulled off my shirt and rubbed his face between my breasts, licking a hot path over each swell. I gave a little murmur and arched my back for him so he could get under my body to unclasp my bra. He took his sweet time, making sure not one bit of either breast was neglected by the hot pull of his mouth. My limbs trembled at the pleasure, the tight throb my belly gave with every gentle tug of his teeth. After he was satisfied with the berry red color of my nipples, he moved down, making my stomach muscles jump with the scrape of his teeth against the soft flesh.

His fingers were deft over the snap and zipper of my jeans, pulling the blue scrap of lace with them. I don’t think he even looked down, he was kissing me and I forgot to think, but when he slid the hard length of his shaft between my naked lips, without the protection of my pubic hair, the skin was so sensitive I shuddered. Druex froze above me. I looked up and his eyes were closed, a look near panic on his face when he slid again. “Oh god.”

He moaned, finally cracking a lid to look down the length of my body. “You…witch.” He hissed, moving down so he could have the whole, unshielded view. “When did you do that?” He rasped, but gave me no time to answer, lowering his mouth, sweeping his tongue over my unprotected folds. I think my eyes crossed. He kissed me between my legs like he was kissing my mouth, leaving not one inch unexplored. Little whips of white hot pleasure made me twitch at every swipe and curl of his tongue over my saturated flesh. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on my skin, my body starting to shake as I came apart at the seams.

But when he wrapped his lips around my clit, suckled, I snapped, spasming so hard my toes curled. Druex moved, rose to his knees and slid his hands under my bottom, pulling me up and hard into the thrust of his body, forcing his way through the tremors of that unbelievable orgasm, bending my spine with a little cry of rapture. “You like that, don’t you little mate?” He growled, pistoning hard in and out of me.

It was the first time he’d called me his mate like that, with such stark possessiveness in his tone. It didn’t take much for him to send me over the edge again, and again, so sensitive my body was giving orgasms like a gift, I reached out for the only thing I could grab, the sheets, fisting them in my hands as I writhed, wailed, cried out for more.

Lovely way to start the day…evening.