Chapter 13: Chapter Thirteen
Alaric’s eyes widened as the door flew open revealing the last person he expected to see. Briar. He'd been jerking off to thoughts of her for the past thirty minutes and now she just appeared like she was summoned. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Lately he'd been hornier than ever, unable to keep his impulses in check. She stood there, her cheeks flushed, staring at him in bewilderment.
He covered himself with his blanket quickly.
“Briar,” he said, his voice shaky. “What are you doing here?”
She shut the door. “I'm feeling the effects of what you're doing.”
Like hell she was.
“That's impossible.” He said even although a part of him could fathom that it was true. Ever since he turned her, he had been thinking of her, hell even dreaming of her more often than normal. It was normal to feel a sense of connection to a human you turned, but this? It felt more than that.
“You think I'd barge into your room spouting things that are false?” She said, hands akimbo.
Alaric said nothing.
“Fine. I'll show you then”
Show him? His cock, which was getting plaint from all this conversation, hardened instantly. He made space for her on the bed as she sat opposite him. There it was. That blank feeling in his head whenever she was near and he got a whiff of her scent. She raised her nightgown, parted her legs and the fucking scent wafting from her core was enough to send him over the edge.
“Stroke yourself.”
That command went straight to his dick and he would have come right there and then, the heat in his gut near explosive. His dick was aching in his hands as he brought it out slowly, stroking, reveling in the way Briar's eyes bulged slightly when she saw him. He knew he was big.
He watched, as her pussy clenched repeatedly on nothing as he stroked himself more aggressively. The sight before him was too much. Briar, her legs spread wide for him, her bare pussy clenching and unclenching juices with her face contorted in pleasure as she tried not to touch herself.
His orgasm hit him like a freight train, his whole body jerking then seizing as thick ropes of cum spilled out of him, coating his hands and dripping onto the bed. Through his haze, He could vaguely register Briar coming too, her moans loud and breathy mixed with his own low groans.
Alaric couldn't help himself. He flipped their positions, with Briar lying on her back and his head between her thighs. He needed a taste.
The moment his tongue touched her soaked clit, a thrill went through him. Briar tasted as good as she smelled. Maybe even better. He thrust his tongue deeper, using his fingers to give him more access.
“Fuck, Alaric.” She moaned, pushing her hips up. He was nose deep in her now, slurping up her sweet essence with increased fervor. He felt himself harden, whatever pleasure she was feeling, projected onto him too. It felt fucking amazing. He focused all his attention on her clit, sucking, licking, adding pressure with his fingers until Briar was writhing and moaning beneath him.
“Alaric…please…fuck…I…”
The pleasure she was feeling had him humping the bed too, desperate for release. His fangs were fully elongated now, aching badly and it took his last shred of self control not to sink his fangs into her.
Thighs trembling, hips arched and thighs locking him in place, she came with a scream. He followed immediately, riding out his orgasm on the bed.
“Fuck.” He said softly. That was…intense for lack of words. The most erotic thing he’d ever felt in all his three hundred years of living.
They’d both come untouched just by pleasuring the other. How was that even possible?
He saw the question in Briar's eyes too as she slowly came down from her high.
“What the hell was that? Are we somehow connected?” She asked, panting as she leaned against the headboard.
“Feels like it.”
Her frown felt like a stake through the heart. Yeah, of course she wouldn't want to be tethered to him.
“We should ask Tobias about this.” She said.
The walk to Tobias' room was slow as Briar was limping from their earlier…activities.
“ I could carry you.” He offered.
“No I'm fine.”
Alaric rolled his eyes. So stubborn. In one quick motion, he scooped her up, bridal style and sped them to Tobias' chambers.
“Alaric,I said I was fine!”
He just chuckled, bringing them to a stop. She huffed, dusted her body a bit, flicked her hair and pushed open Tobias' door. Mistake. Honestly Briar really needed to learn how to knock. The sight before them was unexpected but not surprising. Tobias, seated on the bed with Kieran on his knees, sucking him off.
“Shit shit. Kieran, stop.”Tobias said with alarm.
Briar shut the door quickly, turning to face him, her eyes wide.
“Woah. Wait. Are they…did I just…did you know they were a thing?” She asked splaying her hands.
“They aren't actually a thing…they just like to fuck around sometimes.” He said. “According to Tobias.”
Briar snickered. He was about to say something but Tobias opened the door, looking embarrassed, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. “You guys can come in now.”
Kieran sat cross legged on the bed, looking pissed. “Don't you fucking say anything.” He said, more to Briar. Briar just had a stupid smirk on her face that made him want to burst out laughing.
“Sorry about that. What did you want to see me for?”
“They're here because their feelings of pleasure are somehow interconnected. Don't look so Alaric, the thought is practically swirling above both your heads.” Kieran said.
It never failed to unnerve him whenever Kieran did that. Voice out people's thoughts like it was nothing. He always tried to keep his mental walls up anytime Kieran was near but, sometimes there cracks like now.
Tobias’ eyes narrowed. “How? What do you mean?”
“I was trying to sleep and then I just felt horny all of a sudden. Only to come to Alaric's room to see him jerking off.” Kieran laughed. Alaric scowled. Tobias looked lost in thought.
“Well, Tobias? What do you think?” Alaric asked, hoping he'd be able to tell him something credible.
“This may be a bit far-fetched but…I think you two are b
loodbound.”
Bloodbound. Then it hit him.
Shit.