Chapter 169 Comfort Him

Chapter 169 Comfort Him
\[Raelyn’s POV\]
I let out a sigh as I nuzzle my face into Osiris’ neck, enjoying his scent and warmth that is starting to envelop me.
My heart hurts for this man. How could it not when he was making it clear how much my own decision hurt him? But in the end, if he asked me if I would make the same decision again, I knew that I would.
“I’m sorry,” I sigh, lifting my head and staring into his eyes. “But in the end, didn’t this work out for everyone?”
Since I went with Jean and got my memory warped for a bit, I was able to team up with Ray to finally take down his mother.
Wasn’t that the condition Osiris’ grandfather gave me to be with Osiris? So, how could I say that I would change my decision?
“Not for me,” Osiris responds, and I feel my heart squeeze painfully. “Do you know how much I’ve suffered with you not by my side?”
“I do,” I whisper.
Of course, I understood his pain because I was certain it matched my own.
Every single day was long and torturous without him by my side, but I kept reminding myself that it was the price to pay for a peaceful future with Osiris and our pups, so it had to happen.
Once his stepmother was out of the way and everyone’s memories were returned we would be able to live our lives out in the open without a threat in Moon Storm.
Sure, I knew things were still going to be dicey in Emerald Moon, but that was an issue for another time.
For now, I just wanted to focus on making a safe home.
“Just another week,” I say now, giving Osiris a rueful smile. “And then the main threat will be gone.”
“A week,” Osiris repeats, and I can see the unwillingness to wait in his eyes. “Don’t you know that is the same as a year?”
“You’re being dramatic,” I sigh, cuddling against him. “Just watch; it will fly by.”
“It won’t,” he counters, acting like a child. “It will feel like an eternity unless you give me something to remember during that time.”
“Something to remember,” I repeat, lifting my gaze to his once more. “And what on earth is it that you’re wanting?”
“I think you know,” he rumbles and I can feel him harden beneath me.
“Oh,” I gasp. “You mean that.”
“Yes, I mean that,” he smirks. “Since you’ve been parading around with another man, isn’t it the least you can do for me? Imagine if I were doing this with another woman.”
Instantly, a growl escapes me as a wave of possessiveness slams into me.
“I’d hate that,” I hiss, digging my claws into Osiris’ back. “How could you even suggest such a thing?”
“Because I want you to fully understand what I’ve been going through.” He tells me, shifting us so that his lips can find mine. “All I can imagine is Ray touching you and…”
He trails off as his mouth claims my own, and his tongue pushes my lips apart, and when his tongue explodes on my tongue, I can feel all reason slipping away from me.
“You aren’t playing fair,” I whisper, shifting myself.
“You’re the one not playing fair,” he counters, beginning to slowly lift my dress until it is bunched around my waist. “You look beautiful this evening, by the way.”
“Don’t you think it is a little late to be saying that?”
“Not at all,” he chuckles, hooking a claw in my underwear and then tearing it. “I haven’t even begun.”
Gasping, I let out a soft moan as his fingers find their way between my folds.
“Don’t get too loud,” Osiris murmurs, nipping my neck. “You don’t want the others to know what is going on in here, do you?”
I didn’t, but when his fingers gently worked me like they were, I couldn’t help but not give a shit if they heard us, and that alone was frightening.
What was this man reducing me to to make me feel such things? If this was Daniel, I certainly wouldn’t be so out of control.
“Osiris,” I gasp as his fingers slide into me. “That’s… Oh.”
I bite my lower lip to stop the moans that want to escape and then bury my face in Osiris’ neck once more while his fingers move inside me, driving me crazy, hitting all the right spots, and then building me up until I feel like I’m going to explode.
However, before I can even reach my release, he removes those magical fingers, and I let out a whimper of dissatisfaction.
“Not yet,” Osiris chuckles as I lift my head and meet his darkened gaze. “I won’t let you cum yet, not when we are just beginning.”
“But the banquet,” I whisper while he starts to undo his pants. “They will come look for us at some point.”
“They won’t,” he assures me. “My stepmother is too busy schmoozing with all the elites and won’t give a shit about anyone else.”
“I don’t know,” I whisper, nervously chewing my lower lip.
“Stop that,” Osiris growls, grabbing it and pulling it free of my teeth. “You’re bleeding.”
“Am I?” I ask as I run my tongue along my lip and taste blood. “Whoops, I didn’t even realize.”
“You really are oblivious to the things that put you in harm's way.”
Am I? I wonder as Osiris’ large hands wrap around my hips, lifting me enough to position me over his hardened length. I guess he was right, but I wasn’t as bad as he was making me out to be.
“Be a good girl and sit properly,” Osiris whispers, releasing me.
Nodding, I do as instructed, lowering myself and slowly taking him into me, and as my pussy walls stretch to accommodate him, I am reminded again of just how big he is.
“Shit,” I hiss, feeling like I’m going to cum from just being filled.
“You’re twitching,” he chuckles as I clutch his shoulders. “Do you like my dick that much?”
Eyes widening, I stare in disbelief as Osiris smiles at me mischievously.
“Don’t say such things,” I murmur, though it is true.
I wasn’t sure if it was because of our mate bond or something more, but when our bodies connected like this, I almost couldn’t control myself, and while that was a problem, I just didn't give a shit.
"Am I wrong?" Osiris pushes. "Because you're starting to drip all over my lap just from insertion."
"Fine, I do," I growl, pouting. "Happy?"
"Yes," he growls, clutching my hips once more as he bites my lower lip. "But I'll be happier once you've fully taken me."