Chapter 55 My muscles and your tongue
y muscles and throat ached after screaming and fighting all night. I’d gone too long without any water and the cotton mouth I had was
disgusting. A familiar calm eventually took over, and I dozed off.
He was back. He would take care of me. Like he always did. No.
No. No.
We weren’t doing that.
“Kam. You rat bastard!” I croaked. I kicked my feet, but my legs weren’t cooperating anymore. I was comfortable and worn out. My shackles reminded me of a time when my mate was everything I needed. Where this used to be my safe place. He was tricking me into being complacent.
Kam walked in. His chin-length gray hair draped around his face mussed up from sleeping. He’d opted for nudity, and my eyes roved over him. Every muscle was defined and strong. My eyes lingered down to the deep V that pointed down to his cocks.
Two cocks side by side, and even though he wasn’t hard, I wanted to drool. That was what my body craved. That was what I needed to feel like I wasn’t one missed dose away from a mental breakdown. I missed the way he could fill me up.
I shamelessly stared at him until he cleared his throat. “Are you out of venom?”
“No!” I tried to yell, only for the word to come out as a broken crack.
He sat down next to me. “Drink your water.”
“I don’t take commands from you.” I turned my head away, refusing to accept anything from him. Even if I was parched.
He grabbed my chin to pour the water down my throat. I spat it back in his face. “Eat me.”
His black irises blew until the whites of his eyes were gone. His teeth grew to sharp points as he climbed between my legs. My legs still wouldn’t obey my commands, so he was able to lie between them unhindered. His bruising fingers held my thighs wide and the bite of pain made my clit throb.
“Kam.” The edge of my voice was dulled by the high pitch needy keen I let out when his mouth latched onto my core. Each stroke of his tongue shut down more departments in my brain. Starting with the part that was livid that he left me.
Fuck, he was always good at this. It was one of the few things Kam didn’t fuck up.
That hot knot in my gut grew stronger. Before I knew it, my hips thrust up against his face.
“Kam, right—” Ecstasy was just a few strokes away. He stopped and chuckled at me. My eye twitched.
“I’ll fucking kill you.” His hands held my thighs in place when I squirmed to kick him.
How could he keep resisting me? Had he been fucking someone all this time? So, he wasn’t desperate like I was?
Rage exploded in me at the very thought, and a shriek that even hurt my ears left me. All the fight I’d expended the night before came back to life. I’d do more than kill him. I’d chop his dick into pieces and feed it to him.
“I’ll kill you. I’ll kill her. Where the fuck were you? Who were you with?”
“Oh, come on, Mal.” He smiled like I was so fucking amusing. “Cheating? Really?”
“I’ll make you beg for the god of death before I let your soul leave your body.”
“Who am I going to fuck, huh? Who's going to make me as hard as you do?”
“Someone nicer and more subservient,” I spat Ocio’s words from the day before.
“Oh, my beautiful, crazy bitch.” He leaned up to grab my chin with rigid, unrelenting fingers. “I never said I wanted that. I want my insane, dangerous cum slut.”
Heat coiled in my gut again, and I could feel the moisture pooling between my thighs. He leaned down without warning and sunk his teeth into my chest. An orgasm exploded through my body and my thighs shook as cloud nine spiraled over me like a typhoon. I could have drowned in the intense riptide pulsing from my core to every corner of my body. Until my toes ached from curling and even my hair quivered.
“I wouldn’t want anyone to get the idea they can take you from me.” His voice broke me out of my reverie.
That bastard. The mark was still distorted, but I could see where pieces were gluing back together.
“You claimed me.”
“You’re mine.” Those black eyes dared me to disagree. “I don’t want to be yours.”
“Well, that’s too fucking bad, isn’t it?”
“You left me. I begged you not to go, and you followed Balthazar’s orders over mine. And you abandoned me for over twenty years.” I sniffed to hold back the desire to cry with every ounce of pride I had. “I will never put my faith in you again.”
Could I convince myself I was talking to him and not myself?
“I didn’t take Balthazar’s orders over yours. I did what needed to be done for you, and I never fucking abandoned you. Over four thousand years at your side. You’ve bore and raised my children. You’ve stood by me, even when you wanted to slit my throat. Abandon you? Never.”
“You’re a liar.”
His teeth sunk into my mark again. His essence encased me like warm wax I never wanted to break out of.