“I’m so sure. I want to be with you,” I answer, and a rumble of a pleased growl escapes his lips. My lips part as he suddenly kisses me, right on my core, swirling his hot tongue around my clit with expert movement. I sink my hands into his hair as I lift my hips, losing all control. My orgasm is intense and extreme, leaving me a shaking mess as Myles wipes his hand across his lips and climbs up my body with a big grin.
“You taste better than I thought you would,” he tells me, lining himself up. I blush, not knowing what to say to that, so I lean up and kiss him, pulling him down to me at the same time he thrusts inside of me. A long moan leaves my lips as Myles fills me in such a perfect way. Gods. He thrusts hard and fast, a low growl escaping his lips, which only serves to turn me on more. My teeth ache to bite him, and I turn my head away, not wanting to scare him, but he stops me.
“Show me what you want. Don’t look away,” he tells me, cupping my cheek, his gaze searching mine.
“Thank you,” I whisper, tears filling my eyes. God, I love my wolf. I lean up, brushing my lips against his neck before sinking my teeth in. He halts, a long groan vibrating in my ear before he frantically thrusts into me. The blood, the pleasure coursing through me is too much, and I crash into a second orgasm, tightening around Myles, who bites down on my shoulder as he comes inside of me. We both lie back on the grass as he looks down at me and wipes a thumb across the blood on my bottom lip. Looking him in the eye, I lick his blood off his thumb.
“Turns out you taste good too, mate.”
He laughs and kisses me, and no matter what happens in the future, this was a perfect moment.
Chapter 62
Thallon runs his lips down my jaw to my neck, focusing on the spot behind my ear that he knows I adore. His hands stroke over my body, tugging at my clothes and pushing them out of the way. Using my vampire strength, I push him onto his back, and his black wings spread out at his side. For a moment, I just stare in amazement. He is so handsome.
And I’m so lucky.
He leans up and cups the back of my head, pulling me back down to him for a searing kiss that I feel all the way down to my toes. Our movements slip from calm to frenzied as we rip at each other’s clothes until there is nothing between us, and Thallon easily slides inside of me. We both halt as he looks up at me, and I stroke his cheek with my fingers.
“I love you,” I remind him, and he sits up, still managing to keep himself inside me. I roll my hips as he swallows my moans, and I lose myself in the feel of him, of being with one of the men that I love. Slowly my orgasm builds up, and I move faster. Hearing his groans and the way his hands tighten in my hair let me know he is close too. I come fast and hard, biting down on Thallon’s bottom lip as he follows me, and we breathlessly rest together in the open field that we escaped to for some quiet time. The cabin is so busy with everyone getting ready for the upcoming war tomorrow, and the tension is nearly unbearable. I’m scared, but so is every single vampire. The difference is, we have so much to fight for, and the angels simply assume they will win.
I have another plan, one I haven’t shared with any of my mates, because admitting to it would cause big problems.
I want to save them, and I know where the Great Light is. If I can get into the city, then I could get to him when the army is busy fighting the war.
“Where did you go?” Thallon asks me, gently kissing me to bring me back to him. His hands spread into my thick hair, playing with it gently.
“Just worried about tomorrow. It’s only morning here, but it already seems like our last day is slipping away so quickly,” I explain.
“When this war is over, we will find a true home for the vampires. Then we can enjoy every day we have,” he suggests. “Ren and Henry can build, I can sort the gardens out, and Myles can...well, what do wolves do?”
I chuckle, my heart filling with hope. “Hunt?”
“Ah yeah, that. Do you think Aala will want to live with us when this is over?” he asks me. “She needs someone.”
“Aala needs parents and family. She is special, blessed by the goddess, and we are linked. I want to keep her with me, if that’s what she wants. I know I’d never replace her aunt or parents, but I hope to be a sister at least. Family,” I say, wondering what he thinks about this. “Am I asking too much?”
“I can’t answer for Ren, Henry or Myles. But for me? You could never ask for too much,” he softly tells me.
“Neither can you,” I honestly reply. We kiss for a moment longer before we get dressed and hold hands as we walk across the field back towards the river that is easy to follow back to the cabins.
“We never talked about you choosing to be a dark angel in Neamh,” I whisper, running my hands over his wings. He shrugs.
“They told me I could go back to being human with no memories of my life. Of you,” he tells me. “Or I could make a choice. The light wasn’t an option when I needed to lie, so the dark was my choice. You were my choice.”
“Thallon,” I whisper, my eyes filling with tears. Gods, he knows the right thing to say to me. Not that he needs to. Thallon has had my heart for a long time.
“There you are! Hurry, there is a problem!” Vesnia shouts as she flies just above us. My back aches to fly after her, even when I know my wings are gone and my vampire powers are not something that can be learnt overnight according to Ren. When the war is over, he promised lessons for as many years as it takes until I’ve learnt them.
So basically, other than the little bit of fighting I can do, I’m not going to be much use in this war. That’s why I need to destroy the Great Light. It’s him or me.
Thallon wraps his arms tight around me, and I hold onto him like a monkey as he takes off into the sky after Vesnia. In a few moments, or at least I think it’s that as I keep my eyes closed the whole time, we land outside the cabin where the doors are open and a line of blood leads inside. I rush in, pushing two of Madi’s mates aside to see Gabriel on the floor, with Warren trying to heal him. Three large cuts leak blood all over the floor, and I hate that it smells nice to me. Tears fall down my cheeks as Thallon places his hand on my shoulder, and I look over to see Ren stood with Myles and Henry. His eyes are fixed on Gabriel, hardly noticing I’m here. They have a lot of history, not all bad anymore. We couldn’t be here without Gabriel’s help, and I believe the angels must have found out he was a spy for us.
And whose side he was really on.
Madi kneels at Gabriel’s side, pushing a pillow under his head and helping him get comfy as Knox sits back and shakes his head once. I pick the blanket up off the back of the sofa and cover Gabriel up as he holds Madi’s hand tightly.
“Te-tell Morgan he was a s-son to me, and we will see each o-other in the heavens,” he manages to croak out, and Madi nods as I kneel next to her. Grief lingers in the air around us as my hand covers his other hand resting on his chest.
“Thank you. Thank you so much, Gabriel,” I tell him firmly. “The vampires will forever honour you in our history. You will be remembered as the saviour you are.”
“I kn-knew you would be a ruler when we met, lass. The true go-dd-ess-es shine down on you, Kaitlyn.” His words are stuttered, and pain leaks from his voice, cutting my soul.