I think this was our most intense sex so far, and I loved it.
"I did too," he whispered, caressing my back.
But I froze, "You did what?" I asked confused.
Now he looks confused, "I loved too."
"How do you know I thought that?"
He frowned, "You said it, beautiful."
No. "I didn't."
{"Is she still drunk in the sex? Cute!"} "No, you said it."
What the hell? "Don't call me cute."
Oliver sat down and held me by my shoulders, "I didn't say that."
"You certainly did!" What the hell is happening?
He gasped, "How would I know? I didn't say that. I thought."
"How would you know what? And you said it!"
Oliver passed his hands through his hair, "Hel, you just asked me what the hell was happening, and I don't know. And I thought you looked cute, but I didn't say it!"
Shit. "Oliver, I didn't ask what the hell is happening. Not to you!"
"What?" His turquoise eyes widened. "I can't hear your thoughts, Hel, that's insane. I can only hear the mind of vampires weaker than me. No one else. I would know if I could before. It would make it a lot easier."
Well, he's certainly hearing mine. "Did you heard that?"
"What the fuck?" He covered his mouth. {"Can you hear me?"}
Shite. "Oliver," I gasped. "I can hear your thoughts!"
"What in the bloody fuck is happening?" He gasped.
Could it be… "You think it might be the mating bond?"
Again, he passed his fingers through his hair. {"Bloody hell, I hope so. It'll make it harder for her to lie to me."} "Probably?"
I slapped his chest, "When did I lie to you, you bastard?"
Oliver blushed, "Ugh. This is going to be annoying."
Oh, he thinks? "You called me a liar."
"No. I said it'll be harder for you to lie, not that you're a liar," he chuckled. "And we both know you lie."
"So, you're calling me a liar!" I glared at him.
"Are you in love with me?" Fucking bastard.
I kept my mind blank, "Are you serious?"
"Yes," he grinned. "You can keep your mind blank for now, babe, but you won't be able to do that as I kiss, or as you take me in you. You will blurt it out in your mind, and I'm going to listen, and I'll make sure you know that I know!"
Not good. "That means I'll hear all your dirty thoughts."
"And way more than that," he whispered, taking me into his arms and looking at my lips. {"Fuck, those damn lips. This little filthy mouth of hers, that take me in so well. I'll never be able to look at them without what she did to my cock coming into my mind. How she swallowed me whole, how she sucked me deliciously until I came. How she drank every drop of my cum hungrily. Fucking mouth. Bloody fuck. I want to- shite."} He gulped, caressing my lips. "I'll hear yours."
I choked, pressing my lips together, "Do you think those filthy things every time you look at my lips? Lustful arsehole."
He blushed hard, "Ugh. I can't control it, Hel. I can avoid saying it out loud, but my mind is wild for you." {"Hah, if it was only my mind I wouldn't be so doomed with this girl."} "It's hard."
"Yeah?" Bloody hell, how is he this hard again? Will I seem more addicted than I already am if I sit on him again? Fuck, I want him again. It doesn't matter if my pussy is still dripping with all his cum, I want more. I need more. I want more. I want this big hard cock filling me up, touching my heart. I gulped, feeling my body burn hotter than a volcano. Ugh. I'm going insane. "Tell me how hard."
"Very, very hard, babe," he whispered.
Then, he held me up and positioned me over his cock again. Yes, oh my lady, this is what I want. Please, destroy me. Fill me up.
"Mmm," I moaned as my pussy touched the head of his cock again. Bloody hell, kill me now and I'll be happy. How can being impaled by a cock this huge be the most delicious sensation like this? Fuck. "I can tell, very, very hard for me," I whispered, pressing myself until he was balls deep. Ah, Oliver, you have no idea what you're doing to me.
"Babe," he pressed my chest to his, "why didn't you tell me?"
"What?" I whispered, enjoying being filled by him, breath taken.
"That you love my cock so much." He grinned. "That you are more hungry for my cum than I thought. That all you want is to be impaled by my cock," he bit softly on my ears. {"Silly girl, still trying to contain her desire with me. As if I was ever letting her go anywhere. She just has to give herself fully to me. Like I am doing!"} "I love your pussy too, babe. I also can't help wanting to be deep inside you all the time. You're my home, and not being inside you feels like I'm homesick. And I also love to cum in you, to fill you up, to see you dripping with my cum."
Ugh. This mating bond will be the death of me. "Then show me. Show me," I pled him. "Show me how much you want me. How much you can't stay out of my pussy. How much you need it. How much you crave for it. Give me your all."
{"I already did. You just hasn't accepted yet."} "I will!" {"Now I need your blood. I need it to live. I can't get enough of it, my love."} "You are everything to me, Hel," he whispered before closing his fangs deep into me throat, making me go on the automatic.
My hips moved alone, my heartbeat sky-rocketed, my breasts felt painfully heavier and the nipples harder, cries of pleasure left my lips, and only one thought travelled in my mind. You are beginning to be everything to me, I hate it and I've never been more scared in my life.
✵ 𖣔 ✵
Me: Why can I hear Oliver's thoughts?
Me: Why can he hear mine?
Me: I'm going insane.
Me: Anything?
I texted Mia on Eclipse, after taking down the time magic around the cabin, and taking advantage that Oliver was taking a bath, and I was in the farthest side from the bathroom as possible. She didn't even take a minute to respond.
Mia: Did you shift?
Me: Yes.
Mia: Did he touch you?
Me: …Yes.
Mia: Did you go to bed with him afterwards?
Me: That's quite invasive.
But when she seemed to wait for my answer, I just gave up.
Me: Yes, I did.
Mia: Than now, you have fully consummated your bond.
Mia: Congratulations, dear.
What?
Me: Mia, we've been doing this for days. Many, many days.
Me: Wasn't it consummated already?
Mia: That's not how it works for winged-serpents, dear.
Mia: Your mate needs to touch you both in changeling body and in your true winged-serpent one. After all, it's your true body. The one that will cause the actual stuff to happen.
What the hell?
Me: And the "actual stuff" includes bloody telepathy?
Mia: *grinning emoji* *moon-naughty-face emoji*
Mia: Yes.
Mia: And other things.
What, from the bottom of my heart, the hell?
Me: What other things?
Me: Be specific and direct, for once, Crone.
Mia: *wicked grin gif*
Mia: You're too clever, Wilhelmina.
Fucking shite. Oh, my fucking bloody shite. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
"What is it?" Oli ran to me only with a towel. "What happened?"