28: Take Two

“I’ll give you two some privacy,” Nathaniel whispered, kissing my forehead before turning and heading back out of the room. “I’ll keep everyone away from you.”

“Nathaniel?” Luke called after him. “Thank you.”

Nathaniel gave him a small smile. “As long as you do the same for me from time to time, we’ll be golden.”

The second the door shut behind Nathaniel, Luke’s hands were all over me. Athena purred. He felt like home.

Luke dropped to his knees in front of me, his mouth crashed down on mine, hard. I gasped as his hands squeezed my breasts through the fabric of my dress and bra. My back arched, pushing them harder into his hands. His mouth swallowed my moans as he pinched my nipples, my hands digging into his shoulders.

He slipped his arms underneath me, standing up and wrapping my legs around his waist. I groaned as I felt his very firm erection pressing against me, the pressure increasing as he flexed his hips.

He’d hardly touched me and yet I could already feel my orgasm approaching, and hard. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips up my jaw until he could whisper in my ear. “You’re eager, Effie.” I cried out as his teeth tugged at my earlobe. “Quiet,” he whispered. “I’d hate for everyone to hear you screaming my name.”

He sat me on the edge of the desk, hands reaching up under my dress, gripping my underwear and ripping them away from my hips. I pushed him back so I could stand in front of him, dropping my dress and letting my bra fall to the floor.

Luke’s eyes darkened as they trailed up and down my body. “You’re overdressed again, mate,” I whispered. His eyes followed my movements closely as I turned before him, my hands running over my breasts and down my stomach.

“Tease,” he growled, pushing me back to sit on the edge of the desk, and dropping to his knees in front of me. “Lay back,” he growled. “Now.”

I let myself fall backwards on the desk, just in time for his first lick to my clit. He ran his tongue up and down, around and around my clit, letting that delicious feeling build inside me. I groaned as he pushed one and then two fingers inside me, keeping up the momentum on my clit. My breathing quickened, and my walls started squeezing around him. But just as quickly as he started, he stopped. I whimpered as the orgasm dropped back.

“I want to be inside you when that orgasm hits, Effie,” he growled.

“Strip, then,” I growled.

He smirked. “As you command, ma’am.”

Before I could actually respond, he lost his clothes, immediately ending up in between my legs again. He pulled me closer to the edge of the desk, put both my legs on his right shoulder, and pushed inside me in record time.

I cried out at the bite as I stretched around him, but that brief hit of pain was quickly overshadowed by my approaching orgasm. My head fell back, eyes closing as he picked up a punishing rhythm, each time pulling all the way out, leaving me empty for just a moment, before thrusting back in again to the hilt.

“Mark me, do it, please,” I begged.

“We do it together, Effie,” he growled, letting my legs down from his shoulder and rolling us so I straddled his lap, his cock still buried inside me.

His grip on my hips was punishing as he pulled me down on him, harder, faster. I buried my face in his neck, whimpering as my orgasm got closer and closer all over again.

“Now,” I gasped, “now.”

He swept my hair off my left shoulder, his mouth against my neck, licking the sensitive spot just above my collarbone, never letting up the momentum.

My orgasm was crackling at the surface, tingling along my skin. I couldn’t hold back anymore, I sunk my teeth into Luke’s neck, and felt his teeth in mine. I screamed when my orgasm hit me like a freight train, just before he buried himself in me to the hilt as he came too.

Once we’d closed each other's marks, I lay next to him on the desk, my breathing heavy.

The power coursing through me was insane. I was used to feeling a lot of power, but this, this was something else. It tingled along my skin, shimmered in my aura, and Luke’s too. I could even see it in his eyes.

He propped himself up to look down at me, his eyes wide.

“Can you feel that too, Luke?”

He nodded. “So much power.”

At that moment, the door banged open. Nathaniel.

“What did you two do?” He was panting, expression concerned.

“It looks like…” Luke replied, unable to sit up, still trying to catch his breath, giggling when he couldn’t.

I rolled my eyes at Luke, before also failing to sit up. “It feels like mine and Luke’s mating has given all of us a power boost.”

Nathaniel sank into one of the chairs on the other side of the desk. None of us even cared that Luke and I were as naked as the day we were born and Nathaniel was fully dressed. Perks of being a wolf, nudity is totally natural.

“I thought at first it was going to break our bond, Effie. I felt the tug on it when you two marked each other.”

“Me too, but it didn’t. To me… they both feel stronger.” I giggled. “I feel pretty unstoppable, I’ll be honest.” I couldn’t stop giggling.

Oh jeez. I was power drunk. Their giggles in response told me they were too.