Chapter 18
“My... my mate.” He seemed hesitant to say it. I didn’t understand but his fingers were already stroking my thigh, his breath was hot on my neck. I couldn’t think, he smelled so good. He ran his nose up to my jaw, his tongue trailing behind it, I whimpered, the sensation drenched my panties, and made my stomach clench in desire for him. “I’ve missed you so much.” He sighed; his hands caressed every inch of exposed skin. “It’s cold out here, we should go inside before I rip all of your clothes off and take you right here.” He groaned, his eyes searched mine, imploringly. He detangled himself from around me, I hadn’t noticed before, but he had completely entwined himself with my body, it was like we fit together, like two jigsaw pieces. He stood up and pulled me to my feet. I shivered at the loss of his heat against me, he pulled me closer to him and began rubbing my bare arms to warm me up. I was still shivering, whether it was from my panic attack or the chilly air, I couldn’t tell. He looked at me, then at something in the distance I couldn’t see, it was dark, and the only source of light was the moon. He sighed like he had made a decision and picked me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me across the meadow, his warmth seeped through his clothes and into me. He cleared the distance to a gap in the tree line quickly. He rounded some large bushes and I saw the most beautiful garden with immaculate rose bushes in several colours. Bluebells lined a pebble path, and green lawns led to a Manor house. It was a soft grey stone, and I saw big bay windows on both sides, with a small porch and a big stone doorway in the centre. Recognition suddenly dawned on me, I had been there before, it was the house I woke up in. It was enormous and stunning, I gasped in awe. “What is it are you okay?” He asked his eyes scanning my body, his terror was written all over his face.
“I’ve been here before,” I said, completely confused, as he set me down. How had my brain created such a wonderful house? I wondered; I had never seen anything like it before. It must have been two hundred years old. It looked like it belonged in the English countryside, or something.
“Oh,” his body relaxed, “yeah, this is my family home... I was hoping when I find you it would become your home too. Not that your apartment isn’t lovely, but there’s a lot more space here. And I’ve refurbished a lot of it. I kept most of the original features, but I also added solar panels to the roof and a few other modern amenities. The kitchen is still done in a traditional, farmhouse style, and the floors are the original hardwood, anything you want to change we can though. You can decorate it any way you want. I just want you here with me, I can live with anything else.” He was babbling, it was adorable.
“It’s beautiful!” I exclaimed. “It must’ve been wonderful growing up here,” I said before I had a chance to think, it’s not real, he’s not real. This is insane! I thought as I shook my head to snap myself out of the trance, he always put me in.
“It was, I’ve always dreamed of raising my own family here, not that there’s a rush for that, we have plenty of time for all that.” He was still babbling; how could he make even that sexy? I pulled his face down to mine, my fingers entwined in his hair as our lips met. His hands went around my waist, then one trailed up my back, until he gripped my neck, his other wrapped around me pulling me into him. When we parted, we were both a little breathless, his forehead rested against mine before he picked me up, my legs circled his waist. He carried me inside the house into the lounge, the fire was burning, it made the room cosy and warm. He held my back with one hand and pushed the coffee table aside with the other as he lowered me down onto the plush rug in front of the fire. He slowly undressed me, peeling my clothes off tenderly until he stripped me bare. His hands and lips worshipped my body like no one else had like I was precious. I pulled his shirt over his head eager to feel his skin. He stood up to his full height, it made me feel tiny, laid out for him to devour. He slowly unbuttoned his jeans, exposing the deep V of his muscles, he let them fall to the floor, revealing his thick powerful thighs. I bit my bottom lip, God, he looked good enough to eat. He pulled his underwear down, his throbbing erection sprung free, and I couldn’t contain myself, I got up onto my knees and ran my hands up his legs, to his tight perfect ass. I kissed from the top of his shaft to the base then licked my way back up, I circled the tip of his cock with my tongue, then wrapped my lips around his bulbous head. I looked up at him as I took him deeper inside my mouth. He looked, feral, wild and God-like, his muscles rippled, as his eyes bore into me. I bobbed my head, as I moved up and down his thick member, my tongue lapped him with every withdrawal, I relaxed my throat and took all of him into me, his fingers went into my hair, he gripped it as I moved. I felt my arousal dripping down my thighs, his nostrils flared, like he could smell it and I could’ve sworn the colour of his eyes changed, almost glowed. “Fuck, yes kitten.” He growled his head thrown back, as he started fucking my mouth, his grip on my hair grew tighter, I couldn’t stand it any longer, my own need was clawing at me. I ran my hand down my body, to my soaking wet pussy, moving between my own folds, slipping inside of myself. I whimpered, the vibrations of my throat made him snarl, it was menacing and incredibly sexy. I moaned as my fingers played with my clit, I looked up at him, I wanted to see the pleasure on his face, but instead, he looked unhinged. He grabbed my shoulders and tossed me over the table, on my stomach, as he pinned my arms behind my back. He filled me with one thrust, it was violent and animalistic, he gripped my wrists with one hand, the other gripped my hip, his fingers dug into my soft flesh. He pounded me, relentlessly, my moans turned to screams as he forced my body to submit. I felt my orgasm build as we collided against each other, my pussy clenched and my body trembled, which just drove him crazier. He let go of my wrists, to grip my hips with both hands to plough into me even harder, I clasped the side of the table as my legs shook. My second orgasm was already building with the punishment he was inflicting on my sensitive pussy, I whimpered as he let out a howl-like cry. His savage treatment of my body pushed me closer to my limit, when he bit down on my shoulder hard, I screamed in pain, then pleasure as his bite pushed me over the edge. I felt his body spasm and jerk as he found his own release, his teeth still buried in my skin. He withdrew his teeth which made my body feel like jello, every joint and muscle was relaxed as my cheek rested on the hardwood. The only sound I could make was giggles and hums of joy. “Oh, fuck baby, I’m so sorry, I lost control when I saw you playing with yourself, I’m so sorry, did I hurt you?” I shook my head as much as I could, completely content.
“Mm-hmm.” Was all I could muster, my body simultaneously aching and completely relaxed, my brain a fuzzy mess of endorphins.
“I’m so sorry.” He whispered, as he picked me up gently and turned me around. He placed me in his lap, holding me against his chest. “I’m so sorry, I should never have been so rough with you, I just... I lost control. I’m so-" I placed my fingers over his lips, he kissed them softly.
“You have nothing to apologise for.” I whispered, “I’m not going to break if you’re a little rough with me.”
“That was more than a little, my beast was in control, I was just so shocked, and I missed you so much. I never should’ve lost control like that, not with you.”
“Your beast?” I asked giggling, what the hell was he talking about? Maybe I really had lost my mind if I was dreaming up this kind of thing, I wondered.
“Never mind, you wouldn’t believe me anyway.” He mumbled under his breath. He looked sad but I didn’t know why.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, my fingers massaged his frown from his forehead. He closed his eyes and made the sexiest little groan. I felt myself getting wet again. His nostrils flared, just like they had earlier. He opened his eyes, and his frown came immediately back.
“What happened, why do you look like that?” He had that tone again like he was terrified I was going to disappear.
“Why do your nostrils flare every time I get turned on? And why are you afraid you’re going to scare me off? And what are you not telling me? That whole thing about your beast? And you said you were here without me? What is going on? Am I insane? Is that what’s happening? Have I constructed like a whole bizarre little world or something?” I was freaking out, completely. “Is that what you’re afraid of, that I will realise none of this is healthy or sane and I’ll get help and you’ll disappear? Because I know none of this is healthy or sane, and if I wasn’t terrified of being locked up and going all cuckoo’s nest, I would’ve gone to a shrink a long time ago. So please just tell me, what the hell is going on? No more cryptic non-answers. I want the truth!” I was practically screaming, and he was just staring at me not saying anything. I got up off him and grabbed my clothes, if he wasn’t going to answer me, I was leaving, or finding a way to wake myself up, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Wait, please? I have no idea how much time we have left, and I don’t want to spend it fighting, please?” He reached for me, and I jerked away. “Please? I love you and I don’t want to lose you before I’ve even found you, please? Let’s just enjoy our time together, before it's over.” He was on his knees, his face in my chest, his arms around my waist. “Please don’t leave me again, I’m barely holding on to my own sanity, but you’re not crazy, I swear to you.”
“I don’t understand any of this.” I sighed defeated, I loved having his arms around me but hated myself for it. I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling torn in two and more confused than ever, when I heard my alarm.
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