by Jayda Marx
She stood up straighter and announced loudly, “We are gathered here today to unite two souls as one. Do you Indigo and you Puck join us here of your own free will to acknowledge the eternal bond shared between you?”
“We do,” we answered together, and Indigo gave me a smile that threatened to melt my heart.
When green sparks shimmied across Althea’s hands, a braided cord appeared from thin air and draped across her outstretched palms. She presented the cord to us and declared:
With this string, your hands I will entwine
And your souls I will forever bind
From now until the end of time
“Indigo and Puck, please join hands and look into each other’s eyes.” Indy linked his fingers with mine and traced his thumb over my knuckles. He looked at me with such adoration it took my breath away. “Will you honor and respect one another, and seek to never break that honor?”
“We will,” we answered, and Althea lay the cord across our hands.
“And so the first binding is made. Will you share each other’s pain and always seek to ease it?”
“We will.”
She curled one end of the rope around my wrist, and the other around Indy’s. “And so the binding is made. Will you share the burdens of each other so that your spirits may grow in this union?”
“We will.”
Althea wrapped my end of the cord around Indigo’s wrist and his around me, so that we were connected with a figure eight. “And so the binding is made. Will you share each other’s laughter, and look for the brightness in life and the positive in one another?”
“We will.”
“And so the binding is made.” She tied the loose ends of the cord together, securing the two of us. “Indigo and Puck, as your hands are now bound together, so your lives and spirits are joined in a union of love and trust. Above you are the stars and below you is the earth. Like the stars, your love should be a constant source of light, and like the earth, a firm foundation from which to grow.”
She closed her hands around ours and closed her eyes. Warmth flowed from her fingers onto ours as she said, “By air and earth, by water and fire, so be you bound as Fate desires.” Her eyes fluttered open and a bright smile took over her lips. “You are one.”
She backed out of the circle, taking a spot next to Aster and leaving me and Indigo alone. My eyes widened at the sight of the cord dissolving into a white light. It curled and twisted, wrapping up our arms before encircling our bodies. I gasped aloud when its end breached Indigo between the shoulders and erupted from his chest. The opposite end did the same to me, and I was relieved to learn there was no pain involved, though a warm tingle coursed through my veins.
The cord extended from each of us and touched ends, forming into one continuous light which surrounded us and connected us. It entwined our bodies and our souls without an end; we truly were one. The light slowly faded away, but I still felt its presence linking me to Indigo, and I knew I always would.
“We’re joined forever,” Indy whispered as a tear escaped down his cheek.
I blinked away the moisture from my own eyes and asked him, “How do you feel?” I was still a little worried about how bonding with a human would affect him.
“Incredible,” he replied quietly. “I feel strong, blessed…” His fingers dipped below my flower crown, sinking into my hair. “And happier than I ever dreamed I could be. I love you, Puck.”
“I love you too. Always.”
My eyes slid shut when he touched his lips to mine, and fireworks lit up my brain. Indigo’s kisses were always amazing, but now that we were connected on a deeper level, our bodies were completely in tune. Each brush of our tongues made my taste buds tingle. His scent made my blood race and my breath hitch. His mere presence caused my cock to thicken, yearning to finally join our flesh together.
The crowd around us erupted in applause, reminding me they were there. I was so absorbed in my love and longing for Indigo, I forgot that time was still ticking around us. We parted and my husband gazed at me with dark, heavy-lidded eyes, and I knew he was as turned on as I was.
“Soon, my love,” he whispered, and placed a soft kiss on my knuckles. The gentle touch caused me to quake with a full-body shudder.
“Congratulations to the couple!” Althea shouted, and the coven members surrounding us echoed her cheer. “And now we feast!” She motioned towards a large group of wooden picnic tables that had been set up earlier in the day, though they were now covered with food and drink of all varieties.
Dozens of mages approached Indigo and me to offer their well wishes as we dined on fruits and vegetables grown from the land around us, and sipped sweet wine. I thanked each one, but it was hard to concentrate on their words when Indigo sat so close to me that I could feel his body heat. Every time our hands brushed together or our thighs bumped, need grew inside me, and I saw it reflecting in Indigo’s eyes.
After the meal came to an end, a large bonfire was lit in the same place where Indigo and I were joined to celebrate love and union. We all joined hands in a circle and danced around the flame as a young girl played a tune on panpipes and a boy thumped out a rhythm on a drum.
No one laughed when I stumbled or got the steps wrong. This was a judgement-free area where everyone supported one another; they lifted each other up instead of tearing them down. I cared for these people and they cared for me. They’d accepted me as one of their own and wanted the best for me. After all this time, I finally had a family.
And Indigo gave it to me. He plucked me from my lonely, troubled world and showed me magic and love. I watched him as he danced beside me; his steps were sure, and his body was graceful, moving in perfect time to the music. The light of the flames licked against his face, illuminating the way it shone with pure joy.
Indy caught me staring at him and his steps faltered and stilled. The party dissolved into the background as we gazed at each other with longing I felt clear down into my bones.
“Do you think anyone will miss us if we slipped away?” I asked quietly, and his lips stretched into a beautiful grin. Instead of answering, he scooped me into his arms and held me tightly to his chest. “Take me home, Indy.”
Chapter Twelve
Indigo
My heart pounded in my chest as I carried Puck across the threshold of our home. The only thing on my mind was getting my hands on his beautiful body and finally consummating our bond.
I didn't stop walking until we were in our bedroom, and I carefully placed Puck so that he was sitting on the edge of the mattress. “I’ll be right back,” I murmured before giving him a quick kiss and hurrying into the bathroom.
I returned with a warm, soapy cloth and knelt in front of my lover. I took each of his feet and cleansed away the dirt that had gathered there during our bonding celebration. Not only did I want him to be comfortable, but the act was a symbol of all the ways I would serve him in our life together.
Puck watched me intently as I scrubbed him, his pretty blue eyes full of gratitude and adoration. “Thank you,” he whispered when his soles were clean. I kissed his lips once more and took a seat beside him on the bed. When I crossed my leg over to wash my own foot, Puck stopped me with a touch to my hand. “May I?”
My heart swelled as he took a knee in front of me and thoroughly cleansed my skin as I’d done for him. It reminded me that we were partners in life; that we’d serve each other, help and support one another in any way possible. And though it was difficult to wrap my mind around, it reminded me that Puck loved me as much as I loved him.
When my beloved was finished, I waved the cloth back into the bathroom and pulled him up beside me on the mattress. I removed his flower crown and placed it carefully on the nightstand beside the bed. “How do you feel, darling?”
“I don’t know how to explain it,” he replied with a shake of his head. “I feel so close to you; connected to you, but I crave to be even closer. I’m excited for what I’m sure we’re about to do, bu
t I’m a little nervous, but I also know you’ll take care of me. I’ve got all of these emotions rolling around inside me and they’re making my stomach tight and my hands shaky.”
I loved how open he was with his emotions, even if he didn’t fully understand them. I smiled at him and combed a lock of hair off of his forehead. “I’m a little nervous too,” I confessed, “Because I want to do everything right for you. I never want to bring you pain, and I promise I’ll take care of you.” Based off of Puck’s previous statements, he wanted me inside him. And though I was eager to try everything with him, I shared his desire tonight; I needed to plant my seed and claim him as my own. “I don’t want you to worry about anything, darling. Just relax and let me love you.”
Puck trapped his lip between his teeth in a sinfully innocent way and gave a nod of his head. His eyes widened when I lifted my tunic over my head and let the fabric fall to the floor.
“Oh Indy, I’ll never get tired of seeing this body.” Puck touched his fingers to my chest and as he slowly caressed down the dips and ridges of my abdomen, my cock thickened and lengthened. I’d been on edge all night due to my beloved’s sheer beauty, and one simple touch was all it took to send me pulsing with need for him.
“I need to see you too.” I dipped my fingers beneath the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head in one fluid motion. I knew Puck had reservations about his body because we weren’t built the same, but he was absolutely perfect in my eyes. His frame was thin and taut, and his skin was smooth. When I pressed my hands to his silky flesh, they spanned the distance from hip to hip. “You’re gorgeous,” I whispered, though my words didn’t do him justice. There wasn’t a word in existence that could encapsulate his beauty.
Puck lay back on the bed, resting his head on a pillow. His eyes burned with intensity as they tracked over my upper body. “Take me, Indigo,” he pleaded. “I need you.”
It took all of my restraint not to rip his clothes from him, or snap my fingers and make them vanish. I wanted to take my time and unwrap him like the gift he was. I curled my fingers around the hem of both his pants and underwear, and Puck swallowed thickly as I inched them down his thighs. His legs were slim and covered in wispy dark blond hair; hair that spread from his thighs and covered his balls. Above them lay his beautiful dick, which was nearly seven inches long and thin. His tip was cut, pink, and leaking with need.
“Gorgeous,” I whispered again, and Puck sighed in relief. I wasn’t nearly as patient when I dropped my own pants and boxer briefs, and Puck’s jaw dropped at the sight of my rock hard cock. I was just a little longer than him, but much thicker and veiny. I was uncut and coarse black hair fanned across my sack. “Holy hell.” His gaze held not only desire, but a flash of panic.
“Relax, darling,” I reminded him as I climbed over his body, straddling my thighs over his. Our cocks brushed together and he moaned as the fear melted from his expression. “I’m going to take my time and kiss every inch of your body.”
I started with his pouty lips. I covered them with tender pecks before opening them with my own and slipping my tongue into his sweet mouth. I licked and tasted his cheeks and tickled the roof of his mouth. Our tongues battled passionately until he was panting, and I sucked each breath into my own lungs.
I nibbled down the side of his neck, grazing my teeth against his salty flesh just enough to draw throaty moans from his lips. I kissed down his chest until I reached his pretty pink nipples, peaked from desire. Puck gasped when I flicked my tongue against the bead.
“Indy, that feels so good.” That only made me want to give him more. I wrapped my lips around his nipple and sucked gently as I lapped against his sensitive flesh. I walked my fingers across his chest and squeezed his other bead between my thumb and forefinger, rolling and pulling his flesh as he cursed into the quiet room.
He whimpered when I released him from my lips, moaned when I got closer to his groin, and cursed again when I turned my attention to his thigh. I huffed a laugh against his skin, but didn’t stop my exploration. I kissed and nipped my way down one leg and up the other until his beautiful balls were right in front of my eyes. They made my mouth water, and I couldn’t resist.
Puck moaned aloud as I slowly licked across his fuzzy sack. The hairs tickled my tongue as I ran it over his skin, relishing his salty, musky flavor. My lover clawed at the quilt beneath him as I drew each orb into my mouth and laved its surface. I sucked his sensitive globes until his stomach swelled with each ragged breath. When I touched my tongue to the base of his cock, Puck flinched and yelled, “Stop!”
I pulled my mouth from him quickly and looked up into his panicked eyes. “What’s wrong?”
His cheeks flushed pink when he replied, “I’m afraid I’ll blow if you so much as touch my dick.”
I saw absolutely nothing wrong with that scenario, so I gave him a wink and swallowed his cock down to the root. Puck cried out as his tip brushed against the back of my throat. I sucked against him until my cheeks hollowed and bobbed my head twice before he erupted. Thick, tangy streams coated my tongue and I swallowed them as quickly as he gave them to me. I hummed in satisfaction as his seed settled in my stomach, and I licked him clean of every drop.
“I’m sorry,” Puck panted as he forced his eyes open. “I didn’t mean to come so quickly. It was just so good; I couldn’t hold out.”
“Don’t be sorry, darling. I’ll just have to make you come again.”
His eyes bulged wide as he looked down at me. “Can you do that? Can I do that?”
“Only one way to find out,” I smiled. “There’s one place I haven’t kissed you yet.” Puck’s brow furrowed in confusion as I cupped the backs of his knees in my palms and pressed them toward his chest.
“Wait, what are you...oh god, there?” he asked when his legs were bent up and his pretty little hole was exposed to me. “Are you sure? I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want-” his words melted into a long moan when I pressed my tongue to his pucker. “Oh, fuck yes.”
Puck writhed and cursed as I enjoyed my second feast of the evening. I ate his ass like my life depended on it, licking his wrinkled skin before pushing my tongue inside him. His musky flavor danced across my taste buds as I pierced inside him, licking as deeply as possible along his smooth walls. The act lit up my every pleasure center; my cock pulsed and ached with need and my balls swelled, feeling like boulders between my legs.
When I removed my tongue from his sweet hole and lifted my head, I found that Puck’s cock was hard and weeping once more. “Please,” he begged as he looked at me with wild eyes. He didn’t say anything but that one word, but I knew what he was asking for.
“Not yet, my love.” Puck groaned his displeasure, and I just smiled gently at him. “I won’t risk hurting you.” I summoned a bottle of lube from thin air and Puck nodded his head rapidly. I popped the cap and coated my fingers in the slick liquid before touching a fingertip to his hole.
He tipped his head back and moaned as I slid my digit into his tight heat. I pulsed my finger back and forth easily, as he was prepped from my tongue. Puck grabbed the backs of his knees and pulled them to his chest, opening himself up further to me. “More,” he pleaded, and suddenly I was at risk of blowing.
Puck hissed as I slowly pushed in a second finger. Before I could ask if he was okay, he said, “God, it burns so good.” I took that as a good thing and pumped my fingers in and out of his ass. I stretched his ring of muscle by circling and scissoring my fingers until his body shook and he begged me to fuck him.
I couldn’t deny him any longer. I pulled my fingers from his body, propped up onto my knees, and poured a generous glob of lube onto the tip of my dick. I lined myself up and pushed inside him in one slow, slick movement. His flesh stretched around me and invited me into his warmth. My eyes went cross at the extreme pleasure and I took a deep breath to back myself away from the edge.
When I was fully submerged inside him, I peeled my eyes open to check on my love. His knuckles were
white as he gripped the backs of his knees, and he panted deep breaths through puffed out cheeks. “Please move.”
I rocked my hips back and forth slowly at first, sinking into him inch by inch and allowing him to adjust to my size. When his face relaxed and he tucked his lip into his teeth again, I quickened my pace.
I snapped my hips forward and back, burying myself to the hilt every damn time. My balls swung beneath me and slapped his cheeks every time I plunged, sending sparks of ecstasy coursing through my body.
Puck let go of his legs, instead wrapping them around my waist and pulling me deeper inside him each time I thrust. He trembled and cried out into the night as I fucked him frantically.
“Indy, it’s too good,” he exclaimed as he fisted the blanket. “I don’t think I can take it.”
“Do you need me to stop?” I was balls deep in him and seconds from exploding, but I’d never force my beloved.
“I think I’ll die if you stop.”
“I know what you need.” My man needed release, as did I. His channel hugged me perfectly, giving me sweet friction I couldn’t fight any longer. I wrapped my hand around his dripping cock and stroked him in time with the frenzied pace of my hips.
“Oh god, Indy, yes!” Puck tightened his legs around me and his back arched off of the mattress. He screamed my name again as his cock jerked in my hand. He shot white gobs over his abdomen as his body shuddered in bliss.
His ass squeezed my flesh tighter and it was too much; too good to resist. My balls tightened and rolled and my body lurched as a powerful orgasm shot through me. I pumped my seed deep into my lover, staking my claim.
Once my vision came back into focus, I smiled down at Puck, whose curls were sticking in every direction, his limbs were flaccid and plastered onto the bed, and his jaw was slack. My man was perfectly debauched and beautiful.