“Fuck yourself and push yourself to the brink of coming.”
Lexi’s breath came faster, and though she still felt a little uncertain, she couldn’t help but do as he said. Her hand found her breast, and when she stroked her nipple until it hardened, he leaned back in the bed and rested his head against the headboard.
The movement caused the sheets to fall back from his erection. While he watched her hand slide down her belly and between her thighs, he stroked himself.
Lexi never could have imagined herself doing anything like this before Cole walked into her life. Now, she couldn’t get enough of everything he did to her and all the new things she experienced with him.
“Are you wet?” he inquired.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Is your finger inside you?”
Lexi slipped a finger in and gasped as she moved it in and out while rubbing against her clit.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “Do you like the way it feels?”
At first, she couldn’t find words as she struggled to remain standing on her increasingly rubbery legs.
“Lexi,” he prodded.
“Yes,” she admitted.
“But you like it more when it’s me inside you, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
She whimpered, and her legs quivered as her body begged for release.
“Come here,” Cole commanded.
Needing to sit down and desperate for release, she stopped caressing herself. Her skin thrummed with electricity as she approached him.
“Sit in front of me,” he commanded.
When she settled herself on the bed, he grasped her legs and pulled them apart to drape them over his thighs.
“Now, let me watch you,” he commanded.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Cole didn’t reclaim his cock as Lexi spread her legs wide to give him a good view of everything she did for him. And it was all for him. Every inch of her belonged to him, but then, she’d claimed every inch of him too.
When her hands slid between her legs again, his dick ached for release, but he still didn’t reclaim it. No matter how badly he wanted to come, she would be the one to make him do so, but first, he would watch her fuck herself to completion.
Her finger moved in and out as she lifted her hips a little. Her head fell back, and her breath came faster as she pushed herself closer and closer to the edge.
When she cried out, the sound of her ecstasy was music to his ears even as she continued playing with herself. She wasn’t done, but he would be inside her the next time she came.
Leaning forward, he clasped her wrist to cease her movements. Her head came down, and her dazed eyes met his before a sexy smile curved her mouth.
“It’s my turn,” he growled.
Seizing her hips, he pulled her further up his lap until the wet heat of her rubbed against his shaft. Her delicious scent filled his nostrils, and wrapping his hand around the back of her head, he brought her mouth down for another kiss.
Her arms slid around his neck as their tongues entwined, and he shifted until his erection prodded her entrance. She was so wet she easily slid down his shaft until he was buried deep inside her.
His wounds throbbed, but he ignored the twinge in them as Lexi moved up and down his rigid length. Their breaths mingled as the energy they produced filled the air around them.
He sensed an increase in the power she emitted before he started to draw on it. And as it filled him, he realized he was right; it was stronger and more potent as it helped ease his hunger while strengthening him.
Despite the influx of strength reducing the discomfort of his injuries and increasing his power, a tendril of unease crept through him. Why was the energy she emitted more powerful?
And then, he forgot all about the question as she moved her hips in a way that had him gritting his teeth to keep from coming. He lost himself to the feel of her as everything else around them faded away.
She cried out again, and her muscles contracted around him; he thrust into her once more before following her over the edge. He groaned as his semen filled her, and he shuddered from the wonder of her body and the way she made him feel.
Finally opening his eyes, he lifted his head to gaze up at her. Her head remained tipped back so the ends of her hair tickled his thighs. An influx of power flowed through his veins; she’d always made him stronger, but this…
This was something different. It was raw and vibrant. His veins thrummed with energy as his skin prickled with awareness. His gaze fell on his marks on her shoulder. They didn’t glow in the sunlight, but they were vivid against her flesh.
Is this influx of power because she’s my mate and it’s been a while since I’ve fed, or is it something more?
Her head came back down, and she gave him a small, sultry smile before it vanished and her eyes flew to his chest.
“Are you okay?” she demanded.
He grinned at her. “I’m better than okay.”
“Your wounds—”
“They feel better than before. I told you, you would help to heal me.”
Her fingers rested against his chest. “It does look a little better.”
“It is,” he assured her.
When she continued to look worried, he clasped her hand and pressed it flat against his chest. It was time to reveal to her the one thing he still hadn’t told her… that he’d never shown anyone before. It would help to ease her apprehension, or at least, he hoped it would.
“Do you remember when we were in the canoe on the lake by your manor?” he asked.
“I do.”
“Do you remember when I said there was one more thing I had to tell you, but it would be easier to show you?”
She bit her bottom lip before replying. “Yes.”
“It’s time to show you.”
Lexi braced herself as Cole stared up at her from eyes that were once more a vibrant blue. She loved that striking color, but the tinge of uncertainty in them alarmed her. He was never uncertain about anything.
Then he grasped her hips and shifted her so she slid off him. She instantly missed the feel of him inside her and the connection between them, but he was already moving away. Before she could stop him, he swung his legs out of bed and rose.
“Cole—”
Her protest died when, as he rose, black ciphers materialized across his back, his ass, down his thighs, and to his calves. She forgot how to breathe as she leaned forward to discover more of them spreading across his feet.
She’d heard the dark fae concealed some of their ciphers and only allowed a certain amount to be visible to the outside world, but she’d never expected this. They covered his entire back.
When he turned toward her, the breath she’d forgotten about hitched into her burning lungs. Not only did they cover all of his backside, but they also covered his entire front too, including his face.
When her gaze fell lower, her jaw dropped at the flame-like markings encircling the head of his penis. They were everywhere. There wasn’t one inch of his skin that didn’t have some kind of marking on it.
It was amazing, and beautiful, and terrifying. How much power did he possess? What exactly could he do if pushed to the absolute edge of his control?
She hoped never to learn the answer to that question. If he hadn’t lost complete control when the Lord killed his father, it would take something horrific to shove him over the edge.