“You won’t allow it? I’m your gringhan. You’ll take me anywhere I want to go, and if you don’t, I’ll just go anyways and it’s not like you’re going to let me go by myself.” I sassily remind him. I still don’t know entirely what a gringhan is, but I know enough about him to use it against him. The way his eyes shift as he looks at me tells me that I’m right. I don’t know what I just said, but fuck, I got what I wanted again. Yes!
Darkness stalks towards me, pushes me up against the wall and glares at me with those intense green eyes of his. “I refuse to let you put yourself in harm’s way, but since there is a job that must be done we will do it together. Do not think you’ve won this battle, Fira. I’m not appeasing you in the slightest bit. Just remember who it is you belong to, you’re my gringhan. It is my job to make sure no harm comes to you, or of our offspring.” Darkness slides his hand over my stomach as he bites the top of my lip where he first marked me.
“Relax, darling. I’m not preggers,” I tell him, sarcasm laced through my voice as I spit out darling. Never have I once called him this and never will I again...unless I’m annoyed at him.
“You don’t know that yet,” he snickers, skimming his hand across my stomach, down to my hip and gives me a squeeze. “Anyways, while you were out here chatting with your friend, I was working on a strategy to get into Xeha. There are many portals that have opened this time, and we must go to where the first portal was opened, many years ago. That is where you and I will enter Xeha, and Haven...you have insisted that you come, which means I will have to take precautions that you do not slip away from me. The types of beings there...they will know you are different, they will smell it on you and I will be damned if you are ripped from me. You will be chained to me.”
“I will not be on your fucking leash!” I snap, snarling at him while fire burns through my veins.
“It is not a leash, little girl. It is a fucking life jacket and you will wear it,” he hisses, grabbing a fist full of my hair and tilts my head back forcing me to look at him. “You are too important to the both of us, and we will not lose you.”
Darkness slams his lips against mine, shoving me further against the wall before pulling away suddenly, darting down the hallway in the opposite direction. I don’t know what the hell just happened, but I’m pretty sure we just got into our first fight and he’s hella pissed at me.
Shit, and I want to tell them about me being a huntress.
Chapter 20
It is the soul that is hungry, not the body.
-SageGoddess
Jett
I come back to my body, standing in the one of many halls of Norvka after Darkness abruptly took over. I know there were things he needed to say to Haven about the situation we were going to be walking into. I have never been to Xeha; therefore, I don’t know what to expect.
Dealing with Darkness over the years I had a feeling that this place, Xeha, was going to be anything but a vacation. So many things could go wrong. Stress and the start of a headache radiate through my frontal lobe. I press on my temples and make my way to my chambers to pack the necessary supplies I know that Haven might possibly need. I know for a fact Darkness doesn’t need much, he is a strong and diligent foe, with skin that is nearly impenetrable.
It’s funny how just a few short days prior, I had tolerated Darkness. I didn’t view him as a part of me. I had simply viewed him like a virus or a disease that was stuck in my body, and no matter what I did, nothing would get rid of him.
Now that I’m thinking about it, I saw him as somewhat of a pet, kind of like a dog that wouldn’t leave me alone.
Most of the time I would just let him out to feed, other than that he stayed within the recesses of my mind. He has always been strong, so I know he could have overthrown me at any given time, but he didn’t, instead he would only rear his ugly little head when the hunger became too much for him to handle. I often wonder why he didn’t try to completely take over my body. Part of me wonders if there is a little bit of light within the dark being.
What I’ve come to realize is that many things are different now. Darkness is now completely open to me when he takes over. He doesn’t block me out or hide things anymore. I think he’s realized, same as I have, that Haven wanted the both of us, not just one or the other. I guess we’re on the same page on that account. We both needed to give a little for this to work.
“Darkness, when are you planning on leaving?” I ask him inside my mind while heading to my chambers, or should I say, our chambers.
“We’ll leave at dawn,” he says to me in his gritty, dark voice. I don’t think I could ever get used to talking in my head and having him respond back to me. It feels so unnatural, maybe one day it won’t any more. Maybe one day, because of our unification with Haven he’ll start to feel like part of me.
“Will she be safe?” I ask him.
Worry and dread pool in the depths of my stomach.
Horrific scenarios of her death flash through my mind and in all honesty, it’s freaking me out beyond belief. No matter what, I will always worry about this girl. When you care about another, you can’t help but worry. I wish she would just stay but Haven is a stubborn one and nothing is going to stop her from getting exactly what she wants. I huff out a much-needed breath as I open the large wooden doors to our room, waiting for Darkness to respond back to me.
“I will protect her with my life, Jettsoir.” Even though his response somewhat calms me, he still didn’t answer my question on whether she would be safe.
I will never be the type of person who would allow themselves to get worked up over situations that they couldn’t control. Yes, I was a fighter and tried to protect my men when we went to battle but this woman has brought out another side of me. If something happened to her.... No, I needed to wipe these thoughts out of my head. I needed to think positive… which is easier said than done.
I rush into the chambers and grab one of my old satchels in the trunk at the end of the bed. It is a large bag but also small enough that Haven would have no problem carrying it across her back with everything I was about to stash inside. I make a list in my head of the items she could possibly need and then some. Most of it was a list of weapons. I’m just about to approach the weapons rack when I hear the door slam from behind me. I pause in my tracks and turn to the direction the noise is coming from.
I see Haven standing there, leaning up against the door, one leg raised up and arms crossed over her chest. The expression she wears is damming, one eyebrow raised all the while pursing her luscious lips together.
“Whatcha doing, Jett?” she asks, her voice all cute and innocent like. Haven is anything but sweet and adorable, which tells me that she’s up to something.
“I’m packing for you,” I say nonchalantly, as I turn back around and continue towards my weapons.
“Awe that is soooo sweet of you, but you know, I’m a big fucking girl and can do that myself right?” she asks. I hear her footsteps approach and then the satchel I have in my hand is ripped away.
I turn my body to face her and look at her dead in the eyes. I know for a fact my expression is nothing close to laced with amusement. I lift my hand, palm open, signifying for her to give me back that damn bag but she just smirks at me and walks towards the bed, plopping down in the process. She’s laying there like a goddess, propped up on her elbows, feet dangling off the edge.
I just stand there. Staring at her and all I can think about was how so fucking beautiful this woman is. Her attitude, her body, there is not one specific thing that drew me in. It’s Haven in her entirety.
Her hair is flowing gloriously down the contour of her shoulders and chest in thick waves. She wasn’t wearing much make-up which she honestly doesn’t even need. Her lips are painted a dark blood red, tight leather pants hugging her in all the right places served nothing but to make my pants grow tight and my god, the shirt she’s wearing accentuates her flat stomach. All I can think about is how much I’d love to drag my tongue d
own her skin, sucking her clit in between my mouth. I can’t take it any longer.
I approach her like a lion stalks his prey. A slow pace, one where she wouldn’t be able to tell when I was about to pounce. I see her gaze penetrating mine so full of heat and lust, then she does something that skyrockets my need even further. Haven moans and licks her lips like she is starving. Dammit to hell, I’m the only one who is going to feed that hunger of hers.
What little control I have snaps in two. I jump her, needing to ravage her as quickly that I can. I grab a fist full of her hair while I claim her mouth in a kiss that brands her soul. I’m making damn sure she never forgets this kiss, she’s my fucking gringhan too, and everyone will know it.
We stay like that for what feels like hours, lost in a time warp of passion when I am thrown off her and land directly on my back on the opposite side of the bed. She has become stronger since her turning and I’m not going to lie, it turns me on knowing that I don’t have to be gentle with her. That I can be as rough as I want without her breaking or of her getting hurt.
She lowers herself to where my booted feet are, and she begins to remove them. Untying the laces slowly which she undoubtedly knows drives me insane. She slides it off my foot and throws it over her shoulder landing with a clunk on the concrete floor behind her. Continuing the same process with the other foot, she removes my socks. Fuck, I can’t take it any longer.
“Haven, stop playing around.” I growl out at her. She peers up at me, those smoky, glittering eyes of her kill me. They signify the demon that she is. She looks at me with intensity so strong that it makes me feel like I am about to cum in my pants without even touching her.
Haven runs her hands up my denim clad legs, softly torturing me with her precision. She bites her bottom lip just as she is about to come in contact with my cock. She skips right over the part I need her most and grabs my belt with a firm grip making me jump.
In two seconds flat, I could feel her pull the belt from all the loops and her fingers nimbly work the button and zipper. Once my pants are undone I watch as she lifts her hand up to her mouth and licks her palm.
Haven reaches into my pants, past the briefs and takes hold of my cock giving me a tug and stroke. God that is so fucking sexy. My eyes roll to the back of my head while feelings of ecstasy radiate through my veins. While she strokes my cock with one hand, the other hand lifts my shirt and starts pulling my jeans down my hips.
Her hot and heavy breath is on my right pelvis, and within a second her tongue is coming into contact with my skin. She licks the sensitive area before she gives my hip a soft kiss, while her hand tightens around my throbbing cock.
She moves her lips slowly across my body to the opposite side, with each inch that she gains closer to my cock I can feel my heart beating in my chest. I just want to fuck the living hell out of this disobedient little girl. She drags her tongue around the base of my cock and snickers as she moves to my other hip. Only, instead of licking me, she rakes her teeth against my skin. The moment she digs deep into my flesh with her fangs is the exact moment I know that she really is the girl for both of us, for Darkness and me. She’s what we both need, and we’re always going to fucking have her.
“Snarky little fucker,” I hear Darkness chuckle in my head. That’s when I notice thorns protruding from my right hand, his laughter echoes through my mind. I can’t help but chuckle as well, she doesn’t realize what she’s just done. She’s not getting me right now, and she’s not getting him. She’s getting both of us, and boy has she riled us up.
Darkness grabs her by the neck and throws her onto the bed, his snickers echo through my mouth and I watch as Haven’s eyes go wide. Nope, I guess she didn’t think I’d be in the mood to share. Joke’s on her.
His hand goes straight for her clothes, shredding everything that was once covering up her body. At the sight of her, we growl. How can we not? She’s everything that both of us has ever envisioned in a woman. She may not be perfect, but she is perfect for us. I grab onto her leg and tug her closer to the edge where our cock awaits her. Precum oozes out, her bright pink pussy swelling with need. Both Darkness and I grab hold of her at the same time, flipping her over until her ass is facing us, her stomach flat on the bed. I skim my hand over her ass and give it a quick slap, warmth flows through my hand and a loud moan greets us.
I go to my knees, shoving my face right against her lips, delicately taking my tongue over her, lapping at her sweet nectar. I dart my tongue inside of her pussy, licking her like a kitten at milk. She mews and purrs, shoving her pussy further against my face. “You don’t deserve a good fucking. Not after today, Fira,” I tell her sternly.
“It’s a good thing this isn’t for her, it’s for us. Tonight, is all about us, about what we fucking want, about filling up that pussy of hers with our cum,” Darkness adds, taking his hand against her thigh and raking his thorns into her. She yelps, all the while more wetness greets my hungry tongue. She likes pain. I’ll have to remember this.
Darkness and I stand as one, and the way my Fira whines as my face disappears from her heat fills me with pride. Her loneliness only lasts a moment before we ram our cock deep inside her. Darkness grabs the back of her hair, shoving her into the bed even further. I can see his thorns digging into the back of her neck and watch as the blood pours from her flesh. She doesn’t scream. She doesn’t ask for it to stop. She enjoys every moment of the pain he gives her, and we all see it.
I grab at her hip, pulling her closer to us and slap her pussy swiftly. The yelp that echoes throughout our chamber only eggs us on. We want to hear her moans, her pleasured filled screams. She’s ours, and we want her to feel everything that we know we can give.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask her. Darkness and I slow our movements down, so slow that we tease her. She turns her face towards us, biting her bottom lip and pleads at us without speaking at all.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask again.
“You. Both of you. I’m your Fira, and Darkness’ gringhan. I’m yours. I’m your mate.”
She accepts our relationship for what it is. She says the name I have given her and confirms that she is Darkness’ gringhan. She just doesn’t realize that she is mine as well. One day soon she will understand that. She is right, though. She is our mate, and it’s about damn time she started to act like it.
Darkness may have hinted at having a child with her, but I’ll make damn sure it happens. She’s ours, and no one will take her away from us. Everything is perfect with her, and our future will be too.
I don’t notice what Darkness has done until I hear Haven scream. It’s not filled with fear, or agony. Instead it is pleasure, one look in her glittering eyes and I see it. I see her begging for more, and when I look, I see his thorns deep into her flesh. Blood spills from her as her pussy convulses around our cock. Neither of us can help it, we fuck her like we’ve always been meant to—like she’s ours, because she is, and she always will be.
Chapter 21
If you want me, come get me.
-inspiring-pictures
Haven
I wake from the deepest sleep I think I have ever had in my entire life. My body is so drained after the long night with both Darkness and Jett that I just sort of crashed. One minute I was having the most intense orgasm and the next thing I know, I’m waking up in the comforts of these plush pillows and warm blankets.
I swear those men know how to work my body, pushing me to the limit of ultimate pleasure and then some. I can’t help but think to myself, how the hell have I gone this long without them?
Sex has always been astonishing with both Jett and Darkness separately, but together it’s mind blowing. My toes curl and heat pools in my pussy just thinking about it. When they fuck me together it is like all the pieces I loved most about them individually clicked into place and became one, just like a puzzle.
I rise from the bed and head to the bathroom for a much-needed shower. Turning the water on, giving it enough time
to heat up to the temperature that I desire. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I’m a little surprised to say the least. I can hardly recognize the girl standing in the mirror. My hair screams sex, the best kind of bed head to have. I glance over my body, assuming I’d see huge lashes and marks over my legs—but I don’t. I don’t see anything of the sort. With the way that Darkness was digging his thorns into me last night, you’d assume that I’d have ugly gashes. I don’t. The only thing that is there are faint lines. Something you would see show up a few weeks after an injury, after it had the proper time to heal. I’ve never recovered so quickly, and I can’t help but wonder if it has something to do with my awakening. Maybe now that I’ve gone through it, my body heals differently. I’m not sure, but I’m going to ask about it.
I busy myself in the shower trying to finish as quickly as possible, I know we are supposed to leave for Xeha soon. I just didn’t know when, it’s not like anyone told me. I made it out in a record time of maybe ten minutes. With my hair being as long as it is, it always takes a fuck ton of time. Today was different though, we have places to be and monsters to slay.
I grab a towel, dry off and exit the bathroom. As I walk through the door I see Jett standing there nonchalantly with a tray full of food. My mouth immediately starts to water. I’m starved.
“That for moi?” I ask him, pointing at my chest all the while salivating at the mouth over the pile of bacon I see on the plate. It’s then I notice the orange juice he has in his hand. I can’t help but wonder if he planted hidden cameras in Sanctuary and noticed what I liked to eat. He gives me a nod of his head and I immediately dash over to him stuffing the bacon in my mouth while mumbling my thanks. There was no time for being a lady right now, not that I ever have been much of one. I’m hungry as fuck and I’m determined to fill my belly with the fried pig in front of me.
After all the bacon is gone and I down the orange juice I look up a Jett and I notice the odd expression he is sporting.
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