Chapter 102: Never getting tired

We stopped for food as soon as we found a restaurant. It was already approaching noon. The taste of Transylvania's food was just as magical as the town’s appearance. I could feel my mouth water with each spoonful I took.

Devyn liked the food as much as I did—maybe even more than I did— because the moment he started eating, he devoured the whole thing faster than I could comprehend.

His eating habits never ceased to amaze me, and I knew it had to do something with his werewolf appetite.

A funny question slipped into my mind, and I blurted it out before I could think twice.

“When you shift into your wolf, can you eat live animals?”

His forehead furrowed at the unexpected question, “Sometimes I wonder what goes through your head.”

I smiled, “I’m just curious.”

“Yes. I can.”

Irritation surged through me as I tried to imagine it, “That’s gross. So you’re carnivorous.”

He arched a brow, “You were just devouring a turkey leg a few minutes ago. You and I, we’re not so different.”

I felt defensive, “I don’t eat mine raw.”

He chuckled, then said, “There’s sauce on your chin.”

“I’ll get it.”

I suddenly froze when realization dawned on me. Devyn hadn’t moved his mouth when we spoke, yet I heard him, loud and clear.

“How the fuck did you do that?” I exclaimed, “Are you a ventriloquist or something?”

He laughed, “We can communicate through our mind. It comes with the whole mate bond package.”

He said again without moving his mouth, his words echoing in my mind.

I dropped my spoon on my plate and leaned forward on the seat.

“How long have you been able to do that?”

“For a while now.”

So all this while, “Then why are you just doing it now?”

He shrugged as finished his glass of water in not less than a second. The water dripped down his jaw in a way that turned me on. I quickly dismissed the naughty thoughts and focused.

“I blocked my mind so we wouldn’t. But now, I’ve let that wall down. Maybe because we’re freer with each other.”

I thought about it, “That makes sense.”

I recalled when I had been able to talk to Praya and her siblings. Though the memory made my heart throb painfully, I was able to hold back tears. I realized I never thought about how I was able to communicate through minds, and I also never told anyone about it. I figured Devyn could give me a better explanation.

“The night Praya died,” my throat felt tight, but I continued, “I could speak with her through my mind when she was in her wolf form. Even her siblings.”

Devyn’s eyes widened a bit, “How were you able to do it?”

I shrugged, “I have no idea. It just happened.”

Devyn rubbed his chin, his fingers grazing his growing beard, “It’s probably one of your powers; Telepathy with wolves. It’s strange. I never thought you’d be able to do that.”

I tried to respond to him through my mind like I did with Praya.

‘Testing. Testing.’

When he smiled, I knew he’d heard me.

‘You’re amazing, Gina,’ his voice echoed in my mind and I felt my cheeks flush.

When we left the restaurant and got to the car, I spoke.

“Now we’ve gotten to Transylvania. How do we find the abandoned church? Checking each one will definitely not be a good idea.”

“You haven't dreamt of the witch yet?” He had a questioning look.

“I’m sure I’ll get answers when I dream.”

“So, fall asleep.”

I cocked a brow, “One doesn’t just sleep on command. It’s a gradual process.”

A naughty smirk played on his lips. "I know exactly what to do to help with that."

It didn't take much time for my mind to understand what he meant, and my cheeks reddened. He was right; that would surely put me to sleep.

"Well, we can't do that out here, can we?"

Something flickered in Devyn's eyes, and I knew he wouldn't mind taking me right here, in the car.

“Well, I need a bed.”

He groaned, “I was already imagining the ways I’ll bend you over.”

My gaze moved down to the bulge in his pants, and I knew he wasn’t lying. Heat rushed in between my legs as I bit my lip. Suddenly feeling naughty and turned on myself, I placed my hand on his pants and rubbed his hard length. We maintained eye contact as I ran my hand down, enjoying the fiery look in his blue eyes, and the twitch of his jaw.

We had sex this morning, but I was still hungry for more.

My throat suddenly felt tight, and I hastily pulled his pants down. As his hard cock sprang out, shooting up like a tower, I began to rub my hand up and down, making sure to graze the tip.

He moved his seat back for more room. Kneeling on my seat, I bent lower until my lips were enclosed around his large cock. I started to suck on it, making sure my hand moved along his length as my saliva wet his cock. He shuddered each time my tongue ran along his size and settled on the tip, tasting the salty precum with each stroke.

‘I need to be deep in your mouth,’ his voice echoed in my mind, and I swear, hearing him like this was so much better. It’s like his voice traveled through my whole body, sending warm vibrations through me.

When he gripped my hair with one hand, pushing my head deeper till I almost gagged, his other hand moved to grab my ass. He smacked it hard and I yelped, but with his cock lodged deep in my throat, it was hard to produce any sound.

His hands lowered my pants till my pussy was bare. Thank God the car windows were tinted because anyone passing would see my pussy like it was an advertisement poster.

His fingers found my core, and he pushed two fingers in without warning, making me squirm as intense pleasure and pain shot through me.

As he moved my head to take his cock, tears burned at the corner of my eyes, while he fucked me with his fingers.

The pain in my throat and the pleasure in my clit was making its way to my brain and I suddenly found it hard to breathe.

I moaned against his cock and he groaned in response to the vibrations from my throat. The wet, slushing sound of his fingers pushing inside me echoed through the car.

I needed to beg, and since his cock stopped me from talking, I begged him in his mind.

It seemed begging him made him rougher because his cock was pushing in and out of me at a faster pace. Looking for support, I grabbed his thighs.

I was surprised I didn’t throw up all the food I just ate.

His sexy groans and my desperate moans filled the car, and I was certain anyone passing us would hear.

“Fuck!” When he exclaimed, I knew he was close.

His finger delved deeper and faster inside me and I felt my own orgasm peaking.

When he came, I came too, his hot semen filling my mouth while mine coated his fingers. I screamed but it wasn’t audible... but Devyn was very audible. When he pulled his cock out, my throat rejoiced and my mouth was filled with semen. I leaned back so I could get a better look at his face.

He gripped my chin and ordered, “Swallow.”

I swallowed, and the taste of it made me shudder. When I took everything down my throat, he patted my head and said, “Good angel.”

Then I watched as he brought his coated finger to his lips, my cheeks burning as I watched him lick it like it was the most delicious thing. When we were finally dressed and settled, he pulled me in for a kiss.

“Let’s get to a hotel. You need sleep,” he said and I nodded in agreement.

We found a decent hotel in a secluded area, booked a room, and made love again till I eventually passed out.

Cuddled up in bed, I finally dreamt of Elara.