Placing the head of my cock at her entrance, I slowly insert myself. We both groan as I enter her body, slowly as not to hurt her. The heat of her pussy surrounding me makes me want to thrust with abandon until I spill deep within her body. I move my body in and out until I’m finally buried deep within her body. Her murmurs of pleasure driving me higher and higher, I can feel my control slipping.
Thrusting harder and deeper than I have ever thrust, I can feel her walls start to tighten around me, her breathing rugged. “Celmund, oh . . . oh.” She gasps as her muscles clamp down on me. I feel the pressure building, the tingling down my back, and I know that I won’t be able to hold back much longer.
“I join us forever and always. Where one goes, the other shall follow. I will hold you above everyone and everything else. I will protect you until my last breath. My body, soul, and mind are forever yours, and yours is mine.” I bring my wrist to my mouth and tear at it. Placing my arm over Talia’s mouth, I let the blood dribble past her lips. Lowering my head, I bite her just above her breast. The first pull of her blood on my lips makes me lose all sense of control. My orgasm overwhelms me with such force that I have to lean my head against Talia’s breast as I give her my essence. As an Elemental, I can feel our bond, the final ties of our energy interlacing with each other. Her heart is beating where my head is resting, and I can hear the heartbeat slowing, and then hers and mine are in sync. Our bond is complete, and she’s now my mate, my woman to love and protect. Mine to cherish for all time.
TALIA 12
My fingers entwine in his hair as his head lays on my chest. I can’t believe the feeling of peace and contentment that fills me. Throughout my life, I have always had this feeling that something was missing, that I was supposed to do something or be somewhere that I wasn’t, but at this very moment, that feeling is gone and a feeling of belonging has taken its place. Is it possible that this is what I was craving all along?
“Are you okay?” At Celmund’s drowsy question, I nearly laugh. I guess it doesn’t matter that he’s not human; it seems he also gets tired after sex.
“Mmm,” I murmur so that he won’t hear the humour in my voice. He is so hot, and not only looks wise—just thinking of his body when he took off his clothes makes my mouth water—but temperature too. It is actually getting uncomfortable where he has his head over my breast. I don’t want to move him, because we are so relaxed, but it’s starting to burn.
As I lift his head gently with my hands, the burn intensifies to sharp stings. “Ow.” I gasp and let go of Celmund’s head as he looks up at me in question, but my hands are already rubbing over my breast, urgently trying to lessen the burn.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I hear the concern in his voice as he hurriedly sits up and pulls my hands forcefully away to look at my breast.
“It’s burning,” I mutter as I look down, but his hands take over from mine, and he rotates them anticlockwise just above my skin, and instantly, I start to feel a cool pressure where it’s burning.
“It will get better in no time, sweetheart.” I hear the roughness of worry in his voice, and if it weren’t for the pain, it would be endearing. The pain starts to ebb. Just under his hand, I can see a shape forming. I hold my breath as I start to sit up, but Celmund gently pushes me back down. “Relax. Just a few more minutes, and then you can sit up.”
“There’s a mark on my breast.” I can hear the confusion in my voice, but what I’m seeing is not normal. The mark looks like a pattern over the top of my breast and towards the underside of my arm. I lift my gaze and see Celmund’s eyes on mine, a worried line across his forehead. What does he know that I don’t?
He lifts his hands away and slowly lowers his eyes to my breast. “You have my mark,” he murmurs, and even though he’s frowning, I can sense the pleasure he feels. I lift my hand and lightly trace the mark. It’s an intricate pattern, like branches that twine over each other.
“What do you mean your mark?” I query, still surprised to find this on my skin after a few minutes of burning.
“When Elementals bond, their mate is gifted with her mate’s mark. See?” He turns slightly and shows me the tattoo on his upper arm. Only then do I realize that my mark is smaller but identical to the pattern that he has down his arm. It’s beautiful, but I would have preferred to have been asked if I wanted it.
“You could have asked me where I wanted it,” I mumble as I look over his mark and then mine.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but we don’t choose where the mark appears. If you look at the others, they have their mark in different places.” His fingers are gently stroking my cheek as his eyes continue to analyse my mark. “You look beautiful with my mark,” he states, making me grunt in fake annoyance. The truth is that I don’t have a problem with the mark. I love tattoos and just haven’t had the courage yet to go and have any done.
“I’m sorry. I know this is a surprise, but this is part of the bonding. I promise there will be no more surprises,” he states as he lowers his head and lightly kisses my lips.
“What does all this mean?” Even though he explained about him being an Elemental and me being his mate, I need to know what the future holds for us. I see the other couples, and they seem in love, but I can also see the worry on the men’s and women’s faces when they think no one is looking.
This whole war with the Keres is dangerous, and even though I might be in danger outside because of my brother, I think I’m in much greater danger if I stay with the Elementals. I have never been one to stay long in one place, not only because of Jason but mostly because I felt restless, but for the first time in my life, I feel at home. I know that I’m in more danger than I have ever been in my life, but what if this is what I was meant to do?
I know that I need to help the other women, and even though the thought of extracting those devices from their bodies frightens me, I have a feeling of purpose that I have never had before.
“We are now mated. That means that we belong to each other. You are mine to protect and love for all eternity, and I’m all yours to do with as you please,” he says with a twinkle in his eye. The thought of being able to do anything I please to this man makes my essence pool between my legs. “Our bond is deep and will get deeper with time. We will feel the need of each other’s company and can’t stay away for long.”
At his words, I tense. No one told me that I wouldn’t be able to stay away from him. I’m extremely independent, and the thought of being dependent on someone scares me. “What does that mean, exactly? Do I have to be by your side all the time?” I can hear the panic in my voice.
“No.” A grin adorns his face, and his eyes twinkle with merriment. “You are not stuck with me twenty-four seven. Relax. Let’s take this as it comes. You will see that everything will be fine.” His fingers now lightly trace the pattern on my breast. My nipple traitorously hardens with evidence of what his touch does to me.
I’m about to cover his hand with mine, when his erection rubs against my hand. Looking down, I see the head glistening with his passion. I open my hand and place it around him, noticing that my fingers don’t touch. How did he fit? His length and width are impressive; I have never seen a man so well endowed. Slowly, I move my hand up and down his length and hear him groan in pleasure. His eyes close, and he leans his head back as I continue to stroke him, his silkiness moving between my fingers.
“Fuck, Talia, that’s good,” he growls as he starts to thrust his hips slowly into my hand. I continue to stroke him as I sit up, and with my other hand, I push him back until he’s lying on his back. Lowering my head, I tease his navel with my tongue as I continue to stroke him. His grunts of passion growing with each stroke, I move my lips lower until I’m breathing over his engorged head.
“Oh, fuck,” he grunts just before I take him in my mouth. His body tenses at the feel of my tongue making him feel good. His hand fists in my hair as I slowly pleasure him, his breathing uneven. I take my hand away from around him and place both of
them on his chest as I straddle his hips and slowly lower myself onto him.
His hands take my hips in a tight grip as he guides me down, his eyes hooded as he looks at me. “Ohh,” I murmur as he starts to fill me, stretching my inner walls with a slowness that makes me want to scream. “Celmund.” I lift slightly and then lower again until I’m nearly fully seated on him. He’s so big that I can’t take any more of him. Lifting nearly all the way, I slowly lower myself again.
“Fuck,” he growls. I do it again, and he suddenly thrusts his hips up and pulls me down with his hands as he rolls us over and starts to thrust into me with a force that drives me into an orgasm that leaves me gasping. “Talia,” he roars as he loses control. I can feel his essence filling me with a warmth that sooths my straining inner walls.
He is still gasping above me, when there is a banging on the door. “Celmund,” someone calls from outside.
“Fuck off,” he grunts.
“Come on, motherfucker, we got a message for you.” I feel Celmund tense above me.
“This better be fucking urgent,” he mutters as he pulls out, making both of us groan. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ll see what’s going on.” With those words, he lowers his head and kisses me gently on the lips. “Don’t go anywhere. I’m not done yet.” He stands and turns towards the door.
My eyes automatically lower to his ass as he starts to make his way towards the door. It should be illegal to have an ass like that. “Where are you going like that?” I ask when I realize that he’s about to open the door without a stich of clothes.
“To get rid of Burkhart,” he grunts as he turns the handle.
“But you’re naked.” I gasp as he opens the door slightly and stands in the way so that I can’t look out or whoever is outside look in.
“What?” His voice is a deep growl that drives goose bumps up my back. His legs are slightly apart, showing off his muscular thighs.
“We’ve just received a message for you. You need to come see this,” Burkhart states. “And put some fucking clothes on. I really don’t need to see your dick right now.” His surely voice makes me want to laugh. Lifting my hand, I place it over my mouth to try to hold in my laughter.
“You don’t want to see my dick, don’t come and disturb me,” Celmund mutters. “Do I really need to do this now? Can’t this wait until tomorrow?”
“You are going to want to see this. We think it’s from Leif.” Even though I can’t see his face, I can tell that Celmund is angry by the way his body snaps at what Burkhart said. His muscular arms bulge as he clasps and unclasps his hands.
“You sure?” he growls in a deep voice.
“If we were sure, we wouldn’t be calling you,” Burkhart snaps. “We’re in the meeting room.” With those words, I hear his retreating footsteps as Celmund steps back and closes the door. He doesn’t turn immediately but stands looking at the door for a few seconds before he turns.
“I have to go out but will try to be back soon.” He doesn’t look at me as he speaks, and I can tell that his mind is already on what Burkhart said. He picks up his jeans and walks towards the bathroom. I hear the shower go on and know that whatever is happening is dangerous.
Standing, I pull the duvet from the bed and wrap it around me as I walk towards the door of the bathroom. “What’s wrong?” I ask, hoping that whatever has him upset he will share with me.
“Don’t know yet,” he says as he steps out of the shower. This time, he stands before me and strokes my cheek. “Whatever it is, we will sort it out. No need for you to worry about it.”
“That isn’t how it works. If we’re going to have a go at things, you are going to have to share with me what bothers you. I want to be able to help you, even if it’s only to listen,” I state, looking up at him.
He lowers his head and gently kisses my lips. “I will, but not now.” I nod to let him know that I understand and step back so he can get dressed. I can feel the tension radiating from him, and even though he hasn’t said anything, I suspect that this is something to do with the Keres.
He dresses and soon is out the door with a quick kiss on my lips. I would have loved to cuddle up to him and talk about this new relationship that one minute has me blind with anger at him and then the next, he swipes me off my feet and I’m melting with passion, but I know that time is critical for the Elementals, and Celmund is part of the Elementals. Shrugging, I sit on the bed and look across at a Harley picture hanging on the wall.
Now that I’m with Celmund, I will need to get used to the bikers life. Never did I think that I would be living with someone, and especially someone like Celmund. Someone women can’t help but be attracted to.
I don’t know if it’s the mating, but I have never felt like this about anyone. I don’t want to say that I love him, because I haven’t known him that long, but if this isn’t love, then it comes really close. Standing, I make my way towards the bathroom. It’s time I find out everything about this man and what I can do to help him and everyone close to him. Turning the faucet, I walk into the shower, and his fragrance instantly surrounds me. Closing my eyes, I relax, letting the warm water wash over my body. Earlier, I walked into this room single, but I will walk out a taken woman. Not only did Celmund bond with me but I can feel his bond by the way he marked my skin, my mind, and my soul.
CELMUND 13
Walking into the meeting room, I can feel the tension. If this is in fact a message from Leif, things could get ugly. I hope he doesn’t somehow find out that I have bonded with Talia, because then we will need to move everything up and get those devices out.
“Fuck,” Brandr grunts, “you bonding with her right now could be a problem.” I know he’s worried about Aria, but I’m already fucking on edge about this whole situation, and his comment does not help. I ignore him and look at Draco, who is standing next to Tor and Wulf.
“What’s going on?” Draco inclines his head towards a laptop sitting on the table. Moving towards it, I can see an e-mail open on it. Leaning forward, I start to read what it says.
Are you enjoying the game? Who is the cleverest one now? Tick tock, asshole, your time is running out . . .
I look up and see all eyes on me. I know they are all thinking the same as me and suspect that this is Leif. Pulling back the chair, I sit and pull the laptop towards me. I start to explore all my options to try to find the source of the e-mail. I look at everything, but at every turn, I’m blocked from finding the information I actually need. The IP address is directing me to a computer a few miles away. I know that this is a game, because whoever has concocted this whole scheme would never be dumb enough to let me find them so easily.
“The IP address is pointing here,” I reveal, turning the laptop for all to see the map with the location of the computer. “I don’t think that you will find the person there, though. This is some kind of twisted game, and I do suspect it’s Leif, because he always loved to show off.”
“Motherfucker,” Ceric growls. “If I get my hands on the asshole, I will make sure that he is definitely dead.” Looking over at Ceric, I see he is leaning forward in his chair with his hands fisted on the table. Ceric is usually the jokester of the bunch, but since finding out that Nova has a ticking bomb inside of her, his temper has been getting shorter and shorter as time passes.
He isn’t the only one; this situation has affected everyone one way or another. Draco had to continuously send Burkhart out, because every time he saw Sven, he wanted to go at him. I don’t blame him. The anger I hold inside against Leif and Sven is explosive, and I know that I’m holding it back by a hair’s breadth, so I can’t imagine my brothers whose women are in danger.
“Knowing Leif like you do, what do you suggest?” Bjarni asks.
“I think he might have something planned at this site where the computer is leading us to, but he is sneaky, and he might just want me out in the open to see if I have bonded.” There is no way I can go out in the open now that I have mated, because all the other Elemental
s and Keres will know. Our energy expands and grows when we mate.
“I think we should hurry things along and get those fucking devices out of the women as soon as possible. It looks like he is getting tired of playing and now wants to come to a head,” Bion suggests in a grunt.
“Is Talia ready?” Draco asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Not yet,” Bion says. “She panicked today when she saw the blood.”
“How long do you think it will take?” Draco asks as he looks over at Bion and then me.
“I will talk to her, tell her that it has become urgent and what we expect,” I suggest.
“Fuck that. There is no way she’s going near Nova if she’s not one hundred percent ready,” Ceric states.
“She will be ready. She’s nearly there. We just need to brief her on what she needs to do. Today, she left in a bit of a hurry, so I wasn’t able to discuss it with her,” Bion says as he looks over at me.
“I want her ready in three days. We can’t wait any longer,” Draco states as he walks towards the head of the table and sits. “Caelius, Burkhart, Bjarni, and I will leave and go to the location where the IP address is located. Bion, you and Celmund find a way to hurry things along.”
“I think he’s trying to get me out to see if Talia’s my mate yet or not.”
“Could be. That’s why you’re not sticking your nose outside these walls until those devices have been deactivated,” Draco orders. Just then, there is a knock at the door. Elrik opens the door just enough to stick his head in.
“There’s a guy at the gate wanting to talk to Talia.” At his words, I tense. Looking back down at the laptop, I log into the cameras to see who the fuck is looking for my woman. Zooming in, I see someone standing outside the gate with a hoodie over his head. Who the hell is it? Then, the man turns slightly, and I see that it’s Jason.
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