“Neve-”
I straightened, my body calming. “We need to get to class-”
“Fuck class,” he growled.
“I haven’t already graduated, you asshole,” I reminded him.
Then in a voice as smooth as whiskey, Easton said, “I can make it go away.”
I let out a bitter laugh.
Fuck my life.
Chapter 7
Easton~
I hadn’t expected the kick to my chest when I’d seen that asshole wrap his hand around Neve’s arm. I had been waiting for her near the school entrance, but when I’d seen Anderson Wexler approach her car, that low hum had turned into a dangerous sizzling at witnessing how close he was to her.
To what was mine.
I knew that now.
Our bond wasn’t broken.
It might have been damaged a bit, but it wasn’t broken.
The kick in the chest had been quickly accompanied by a burning in the bit of my stomach the second Neve had jerked out of his hold, though. I had felt her pain and that’s when I had made my way across the school’s front yard.
And if I’d been confused about her before, that sonofabitch holding her hand had changed all that. I could feel her distress and it had taken everything in me not to fuck him up. Not being able to use my powers was another fucked-up situation. I was so used to flashing my feelings back home that it was a real struggle not to let loose here.
“I don’t need you to make it go away,” Neve spat. “I need to get to class.”
“And do you really think you’re going to be able to concentrate on anything while you’re feeling this way?”
“I don’t care,” she bit out. “I…I can’t do this with you right now.”
“You don’t have a choi-” The bell for class rang, cutting me off, and there was no way we were going to get to class in time. “Look, we’re already late-”
“Why does it hurt so badly?” she asked, pain lacing her words. “It’s never hurt like this before.”
Her words caused a rush of heat to slither down my spine and I knew that made me the biggest hypocrite on earth. She had just basically confirmed that she’s been with other guys, and I couldn’t deny the ache that threatened to swallow me whole. And while I knew I was still a virgin, I didn’t know if she was, and the thought that she might not be a virgin was cutting me to the quick.
Fuck you, Astra.
“I can make it better,” I repeated. “I just need you to give me permission.”
Neve eyed me. “Permission for what?”
“To make it better.”
“How?” she asked, wanting a clear picture of what I was asking her for.
I knew I could start off slow and just hold the same hand that Anderson had been holding, but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted to see just how broken or how solid our bond was.
“Let me kiss you,” I said, first period forgotten.
Her blue eyes widened. “Are you insane? I’m not going to let you kiss me.”
I shrugged. “Then enjoy the suffering, Neve,” I replied. “Just don’t act like the victim when you had a choice.”
I went to walk away, but she stopped me. “Wait.”
I arched a brow. “What?”
She started looking around and I assumed it was for some privacy. “We can’t-”
“Your car,” I suggested. It was parked facing the street, so no one could really see inside if we played this right.
Neve eyed me again. “One kiss,” she insisted. “Just…just enough to make this…this feeling go away.”
I nodded as I lied right through my teeth. “One kiss.” Neve turned her back on me and I followed her as she unlocked the doors to her car. She started to get into the driver’s side seat, but I stopped her. “Backseat.”
Her brows furrowed. “For what?”
I opened the door to the back seat. “Just get in the fucking backseat, Neve,” I snapped.
She huffed but complied. “Fine,” she bit out, and I watched as she flung her backpack in the front seat, but then shut the door, finally opening up the backseat door. I also waited for her to climb in first because I wasn’t stupid. This girl was a firecracker, and she was only agreeing to this because she was in actual pain from Anderson touching her. And as much as I could appreciate what her pain represented, it was a painful lesson learned for both of us.
I got in the backseat and shut the door behind me. Neve was looking at me like she expected to be mauled but I had more self-control than that. While we were in her car, we were still in public and I couldn’t lose control and let my abilities sneak through. Or hers, for that matter. When Griffin and Avalon had finally touched, she hadn’t been able to control her powers, though hers were more noticeable than Neve’s. Neve could see read people’s mind, so that was an invisible skill. Avalon’s telekinesis wasn’t.
I’d be lying if I said my heart wasn’t racing inside my chest. Touching Neve, kissing her, would tell me if we had a chance or not. And if we didn’t, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do next. Obviously, I’d go back home to Rýkr, but I didn’t know what that would mean for my future. I’d be the first royal heir not bonded to someone and I had no idea how that would affect my life in Rýkr. Technically, I was the first born, but Griffin and I had never been raised that way. We’d been raised as equals, even if the title of king would eventually go to me. However, if I wasn’t bonded to anyone, I wasn’t sure if that would still happen.
“Come here,” I instructed as the beautiful girl before me was shooting daggers my way.
Neve got to me as closely as she could without touching me. “I’m here,” she remarked tartly.
There was nothing to do about my racing heartbeat, but I let out a steady, calming breath before I reached up and wrapped my hand around her neck.
Holy.
Fucking.
Shit.
Though keeping the details private as possible, Griffin had explained that he had lost control of his abilities when he and Avalon had finally slept together. She had experienced loss of control from the first touch, but we had suspected that had been because she hadn’t been educated in what to expect the way we had been. It had taken a lot of coaxing to help her control her reaction to Griffin, but when they had finally slept together, the entire house had shaken on its foundation with their inability to control what they’d been feeling.
I had expected the same thing.
However, that’s not what was happening.
Neve and I were just staring at each other, my hand wrapped around her neck, and her eyes were glowing white just as mine were. Rain started to thunder on the hood of her car and the winds started to howl all around us. It made sense, though. I couldn’t use my powers on Neve and no one else was around for me to be able to use my other two gifts on, so the weather it was.
But I didn’t care.
And since Neve’s power couldn’t work on me, we were safe. No one was around for her to sneak inside their minds, so she could let loose all she wanted.
The weather aside, nothing could have prepared me for the rush of pleasure that raced across my chest, making every ached that I’ve ever felt disappear. Touching Neve felt like I hadn’t had a life before this moment. I was being consumed and all I’ve done is wrap my hand around the side of her neck.
“Tell me you feel it, too,” I demanded. There’s no way I could be the only one feeling this. I refused to believe that. And quite frankly, even if I were the only one losing their mind right now, there’s no way I’d be giving her up now. I was experiencing exactly what Griffin had said when he had explained that being with Avalon felt like being addicted to drugs.
I also no longer felt lost.
That tightness in my chest was gone and everything felt…settled.
The missing piece was no longer missing.
Griffin had been right.
He’d been right about everything.
“Tell me you feel that,” I repeated. “Christ,
baby-”
“Easton, what’s happening?” she asked, a tremor in her voice. “It’s…it’s…”
My hand tightened around her neck and I pulled her forward until her forehead rested on mine. “Our bond isn’t broken,” I answered. “That’s what’s happening, Neve.”
“Holy shit,” she whispered.
Holy shit was right. “I’m going to kiss you now,” I warned her. “Can you handle it?”
The corner of her lip twitched, and I knew this girl was going to always be a challenge. “Can you?” she fired back. “Or is a thunder and lightning storm coming next?”
Yeah, I was fucked.
Chapter 8
Neve~
Gone was every bad decision I have ever made.
With Easton’s hand wrapped around my neck, his forehead pressed up against mine, I couldn’t believe I had been envious of what Avalon and Griffin had. While I had been certain that my connection to Easton had been broken, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
My arm still burned, and the pain was still very present, but it was quickly fading as Easton’s thumb rubbed back and forth across my jaw. There was also the fact that the ache that I’ve lived with all my life was gone now, too. My chest no longer felt tight. I no longer felt out of alignment.
Hail started to dance on the roof of my car, and before I could begin to worry about it, Easton’s lips were on mine, proving that we weren’t broken. Desire and ecstasy flooded every inch of my body and thought escaped me as I opened up for him and his tongue slid into my waiting mouth to taste what has always been his.
Then the pain was gone entirely.
Whatever my body was rejecting before, I no longer felt the pain of Anderson touching me. Now all I felt was the sting of Easton’s hands fisting in my hair as he deepened the kiss. My hands were knotted in his shirt as I held on for whatever was going to come next.
“Fuck,” he hissed out against my lips, and as if I had no control over my body, I pulled at his shirt and leaned back as I maneuvered us to where Easton’s body was covering mine.
While I didn’t have my cheerleading outfit on, I had worn a skirt to school, so as I opened my legs for Easton to setting in between, it wasn’t lost on me how there was only a pair of lace panties protecting me from whatever he wanted to do to me.
And I didn’t care.
Easton braced his weight on one elbow, and breaking off the kiss, he began kissing his way down my neck and I moaned like I hadn’t just hated him fifteen minutes ago. I spread my legs farther apart as if I hadn’t just vowed to resist this stupid bond yesterday. I had vowed to make sure I had options and I had sworn to my sister and myself that I wasn’t going to give in to whatever this was.
However, I just couldn’t stop myself.
Avalon’s description of loss of control had been spot on. While she hadn’t given up the dirty details, she had done her best to explain how being with Griffin had felt like a need that was beyond her control. I hadn’t been able to understand it then, but I was understanding it now.
“Fuck, Neve,” Easton hissed again. “You feel so fucking perfect, baby.”
I needed him, too, but I was too lost in what he was making me feel to voice it. And while there were these faint concepts floating just beyond my reach, I knew no one was close enough for my powers to violate. However, the rainfall that was whipping the school was quickly turning into a violent hailstorm that threatened to cause real damage. Still, Easton didn’t seem to care.
His teeth were leaving marks all over the delicate skin covering my neck and I could feel the hard, hot, firmness of his dick rocking against my center, creating sensations so delicious that I was sure I didn’t possess the strength to stop him from whatever he had in mind.
The first crack of thunder shook everything around me as Easton made his way down my body. With my hands fisted in the seat cushions, I pushed my body up until the back of my head was perched on the door handle. Rain pelted the car windows and Easton’s storm was creating the perfect camouflage for what we were doing back here. Because as I was moving upward, Easton had been moving downward, and with my legs spread open for him, his body was curled up in the leg space of the backseat, but he had just enough room to fit his face between my thighs.
Even though I had no outlet for my powers, I could feel the burn flaring in my eyes and the spark ignite into a full-blown inferno when Easton’s fingers pulled my panties to the side and his tongue parted my pussy lips with one, smooth, torturous, languid slide through my center.
My body bowed and the car shook as my hands twisted in his dark hair and I called out his name. “Easton!”
The part of me that was still able to vaguely identify common sense couldn’t believe that I was letting Easton Keenstone go down on me in the backseat of my car while in the school’s parking lot, but the rest of me didn’t care. While I’ve thought a lot about sex over the years, I never imagined that oral sex could feel this excruciatingly erotic. With affection always being accompanied by discomfort with all my boyfriends before Easton, I never imagined something so intoxicating as what he was doing to me.
My hips were shamelessly pushing back against his face, and when I felt a lone finger slide inside me, everything else ceased to exist. Lightning joined the thunder, but the rainstorm Easton was creating was nothing compared to the sexual storm he was igniting deep inside my soul.
A second finger joined the first as Easton said, “Fuck, you taste incredible.” His tongue swiped at my center again before he added, “I want to eat your pussy every day, baby.”
I was not prepared for what his dirty words were going to do to me. “Easton…” I moaned like a slut, my hips really begging for more. “Please…”
“You sound so pretty when you beg,” he replied before going back to licking me as his fingers worked to stretch me out. As a virgin, I expected this step to hurt somewhat, but I felt no pain at all. Easton was savoring me like a pro, and I hated the jealous thoughts that were trying to intrude and ruin this moment between us. However, there was no denying that Easton was too good at this not to have had a lot of practice.
Before my thoughts could derail me, Easton did something that had my body in complete surrender. Still trying to get a hold on what I was already experiencing, I felt Easton tongue slide deep inside me, but it didn’t end there. After a few licks inside my tight hole, Easton’s tongue traveled even farther down and when he licked me lower, my body tipped over the edge and pleasure was a psychedelic drug that had me screaming out my release.
My entire body trembled and shook as every nerve ending felt electrified in pleasure so intense that there’d never be any pulling back from this. I felt warm, safe, whole, and high. I felt very, very, very high out of my mind.
I opened my eyes when I felt Easton crawling back up my body, though his fingers were still lodged deep inside me, my body still convulsing around them.
“Baby…” he whispered breathlessly as his lips found their way back on mine, and I couldn’t even muster up enough embarrassment to acknowledge that the flavor on his lips belonged to me. I kissed him back, and the low groan that escaped him had to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.
His fingers began to move again, and I didn’t understand how I had anything more to give this boy. “Easton…” I whimpered, spent, trembling, and lethargic.
“Give me one more, Neve,” he said, his lips back on my neck. “Give me one more and I’ll let you rest.” I didn’t think I had anything left to give him, but my body disagreed as a third finger joined the other two, stretching me wide, the stimulation of his fingertips doing their thing.
I wasn’t sure how long we laid there with his fingers inside me and his teeth marking me, but soon, my body was feeling those familiar sensations and Easton was pushing me over the edge again.
My hands tore at his clothing until a rip of fabric accompanied the heated cry of my second orgasm. “Oh, God…Easton…”
“I can’t wait to make you cum all ni
ght long,” he grunted after he finished marking me for the millionth time. “I can’t wait to use you all up, baby.”
No words left my lips as I felt Easton pulled his fingers from my body. No words left my lips as my eyes found the strength to open and I watched as he licked his fingers clean of the mess I’ve made. No words left my lips as I felt Easton fix my panties back in place.
I had absolutely no words for any of this.
The storm outside was now a light, rainy drizzle and Easton’s eyes were looking down at me, no longer an icy white but a brilliant blue. Like his, my eyes were no longer burning, and I could feel my entire body sink into an aftermath of a contentment I never knew existed.
“Jesus Christ,” he swore against my neck. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
His words brought on another realization of our situation. Easton was still very hard, and I could feel his thickness pressed up against my thigh. Even through the denim of his jeans, the heat from his dick felt warm against my bare skin.
“What about you?” I asked breathlessly.
Easton propped himself up and looked down at me. “What about me?”
I could feel myself blush. “I can feel you, Easton.”
His face softened, and a telling sensation danced down my spine. “Neve, I’m not going to fuck you in the back of your car,” he said. “As much as I’m dying to get inside you, I’m not taking your virginity in the backseat of your car in the school parking lot.”
My virginity?
Once again, I found myself being envious of my sister and Griffin.
Chapter 9
Easton~
Whatever I said, it had been the wrong thing to say.
Neve’s eyes snapped with clarity, and when I felt her push on my chest, I pulled up and sat back in the seat, giving her enough room to right herself and sit up.
The storm was no longer raging, and the weather channels were going to have a hell of a time explaining the unsuspecting thunderstorm that just occurred. And though my dick was still hard as fuck, my beast was sated enough to get me through the rest of the day.
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