Chapter 22 His Past
\[Atticus’ POV\]
I stare into Tabitha’s eyes while fighting the urge to shove her against that fucking locked door and testing just how far she is truly willing to let me go. However, before I can act on instinct, a couple of women round the corner and take us in curiously. From the looks on their faces, it is easy to tell that they think I'm some freak attempting to hit on a poor drunk woman.
Cursing under my breath, I reach out and grab Tabitha’s hand and begin to lead her back down to the street so that I can hail another cab. When one manages to stop, I help her into the backseat and then climb in.
After giving the cabby my address, I attack, slamming my mouth against hers while my hands begin to explore her body.
A small moan escapes her lips as she climbs onto my lap and begins to slowly move, grinding herself against me while the cabby’s face in the rearview grows more and more nervous.
When we arrive at my apartment, I throw money at the now traumatized man and begin to carry Tabitha up the lawn and onto the porch. When I reach my door, I dig in my pocket until I find my key.
Once the door is open, I stumble inside, slamming Tabitha against the wall while our tongues fight each other for dominance.
Fuck, she tastes good. She was so much better than any other woman I had ever been with. What was it about her that drew me in so easily? I didn’t come to this place to fuck around; I came to find answers, but here I was letting myself get strung along at this woman’s pace when I barely even fucking knew her.
“Atticus,” she whimpers, pulling away and staring into my eyes. “Put me down.”
“Why?” I ask. “What are you planning?”
“You’ll see,” she giggles, her eyes flashing with mischief. “I promise you’ll like it.”
Nodding, I do as she asks and then watch as she slowly begins to drop to her knees while licking her lips.
“There’s something I’ve been curious about,” she says now, beginning to undo my belt and then my pants. “Does the cum of a member of the fae taste any different from a human?"
Hissing in shock, I continue to watch as she pulls my dick free and then takes it in.
“Fuck,” she purrs, wrapping a hand around my shaft. “You’re so big.”
“Have you never been with a real man before, sweetheart?” I chuckle, pressing my hands against the wall so that I can brace myself as she begins to run her tongue along my tip. “If not, I’m going to have to make sure you have.”
Not bothering to respond, she begins to take me into her mouth, slowly swallowing as much of me as she can before she gags.
“Careful, baby,” I husk. “Don’t want to choke yourself.”
Letting out what sounds like a giggle, Tabitha ignores my hit and simply begins to bob her head slowly so that her lips and tongue run seductively along my dick.
Groaning, I wrap my hand in her hair and hold her in place so that I can take the lead. Satisfaction runs through me when she happily allows me to be in control.
“Fuck, you’re an obedient one, aren’t you?” I growl, picking up my pace. “Or are you that eager to taste my cum?”
Whatever it was, I wasn’t going to let her go so easily—not after she ignited this fire within me that wouldn’t be able to be put out until I completely had her.
As I move, gagging noises escape Tabitha’s lips while tears brim in her eyes, and just when I’m about to release my seed, she sucks hard, greedily devouring it as it comes.
“Shit,” I growl, shoving my dick as deep as it can go as I continue to cum down her throat. “Does my cum taste that good?”
“Mhm,” she giggles, pulling away so that she can lick her lips before standing. “Much better than I thought; do you want a taste?”
Not waiting for a response, she cups my neck and pulls me forward so that our mouths can meet again, and my taste mixed with hers begins to dance on my tongue.
“Dammit,” I snarl, lifting her and beginning to make my way to the bedroom. “I’m going to teach you the consequences of testing the limits of a member of the fae.”
As fae, our sex drive was much higher than most, and usually a normal human couldn’t keep up with us, but I was sure as hell going to see if Tabitha was able to, especially when she was being so fucking forward.
When we reach the bedroom, I throw her down on the bed and turn to dig in my drawer for a condom. However, when I turn back, I immediately drop it as I take in the sleeping woman on my bed.
“No fucking way,” I hiss, moving forward and gently touching her cheek to see if she was fucking with me. “You did not..." I continue, though a soft snore escapes her lips before she rolls over to get away from my touch. “I’ll be damned.”
Unable to believe what I was witnessing, I continue to stand beside the bed as I took Tabitha in. Did she normally do shit like this when drinking, or was I just unlucky?
Flopping on the side of the bed, I take in my erect dick and shoot a glare at the peacefully sleeping woman.
“You’ll pay for this,” I snap, getting up and making my way to the bathroom so that I could shower and jerk off.
After releasing another load and a wash, I step out of the bathroom to find Tabitha exactly where I left her.
Sighing, I move forward and gently climb onto the bed beside her. Reaching out, I run a hand along her cheek once more, enjoying the feel of her warmth against my fingertips.
I don’t know why, but in the moment, her question from earlier weighs heavily on my mind.
Did I know what it felt like to be betrayed by the one person that I thought would never hurt me? Of course I did. I knew better than most, and that was the reason that I dedicated the rest of my life to making up for that poor choice of trust.
Closing my eyes, I let all the memories from that time begin to emerge, and when the familiar voices and faces start to appear, I allow the pain that I try so damn hard to keep at bay to make its way out so I can relive that horrible time all over again.