Chapter 93
We tried over and over to activate my powers again, but without the fear of being attacked, I couldn’t produce as much as a breeze, much to Hyacinth’s chagrin. After several hours, we stopped for lunch and a break, Hyacinth had used vast amounts of her energies, adding protections to the town, so she needed rest, and despite doing relatively little, I was also feeling fatigued. Daniel almost carried me back into the parlour, as Aine aided Hyacinth up the stairs so she could lie down. A magnificent spread had been laid out on yet another china set, with large serving plates filled with cakes, cookies, an assortment of crudités and dips, a selection of meats, bread rolls, and a variety of sides, most of which I recognised. On a small serving trolley next to the table was a French press with freshly brewed coffee, a teapot, a large jug of what appeared to be lemonade, and the cups, glasses, milk, sugar and various other items for preparing whatever refreshments we might want. Dermot had left us in favour of going home to see his mate and reminding me of some questions I had for Daniel to answer as we walked to one of the couches.
“Daniel?” I asked, as he encouraged me to sit down, and turned towards the table of treats.
“Mmm?” He replied, pouring us both a coffee, completely absorbed in what he was doing.
“What does muh heerggrawh mean?” I asked, butchering the beautiful term with my inept accent.
“You mean, Mo shíorghrá?” He asked, pronouncing it perfectly, which irked me.
“Yeah, that,” I said as I rolled my eyes.
“It means ‘my eternal love’ in Gaelic, it’s the Fae term for mate.” He explained with a smile.
“That’s beautiful,” I replied quietly.
“Yes, it is. Any other clarifications you would like?” He asked with a sly grin, as he handed me my coffee.
“Only a couple of hundred and thank you for the coffee,” I said, lifting my chin to kiss him, it was soft and sweet, and almost a habit, despite the silly smiles we always wore whenever our lips touched.
“Ask me anything, I’m happy to be your translator, between Irish building sites, and staying here I think I’ve got a pretty good grasp on the language.” He said with a chuckle.
“Well, that makes one of us,” I said with a wry smile, as he took his seat beside me.
“You’ll get the hang of it eventually.” He said as he squeezed my knee.
“How are you doing?” I asked softly, unsure how to broach the subject of his and Hyacinth’s relationship.
“What do you mean?” He asked, perplexed.
“You and Hyacinth? Finding out she kept a secret from you, and so did I.” He had every right to be furious with me.
“Yeah, she did, and so did you, but I get why... sort of anyway, or I’m trying to get it? I’m afraid that might be all I can manage for now.” He said with a sad smile. “But I’m not angry, not with you at least.” He kissed me again and I found myself relaxing into him.
“I almost asked you last night... to mark me, but I couldn’t make my mouth say the words,” I admitted ashamed.
“I don’t care when it happens, I’m just unbelievably happy you want us to complete the bond.” Daniel sighed, he lifted my downcast chin, so he could look into my eyes. “I love you, and I know if the woman in your visions hadn’t given you a deadline, you would’ve waited a little longer... But I promise I will spend every day of the rest of our lives making you happy, and proving to you, that nothing is ever taking me away from you.” I couldn’t help releasing a giggle of relief, and joy, I wanted to believe him so much, I just couldn’t quite accept it. His lips crashed into mine, as he pulled me into his arms, my fingers immediately snaked their way into his hair, and a small whine of need escaped me as his lips moved down my neck. “I can’t wait to see my mark on you, kitten.” He breathed against my skin; it sent shivers down my spine.
“We should talk more about what that entails, the whole thing, I don’t want to get it wrong.” I gasped as he moved us to one of the couches, his body caged mine as we lay down.
“The mate bond has three parts.” He spoke low, and his breath tickled my skin, between hot passionate kisses. “The first is accepting your mate, choosing them to be yours forever, the second is the bite, I bite you, then you bite me, hard, enough to break the skin, the third is the act of mating. Our pack does it the same way our ancestors did. The moment a Lycan meets their mate, if you accept each other, then the other two can be taken care of at the same time.” His lips, having strayed from my skin too long, appeared to be everywhere at once, devouring me and worshipping me simultaneously.
“I love you, Daniel.” I moaned as he started sucking my neck in the place my mark would go, making my panties wet, and my breath shallow.
“I want you, now.” He growled as his lips travelled back up my throat and recaptured my mouth, his tongue danced with mine.
“We can’t, not here,” I whispered breathlessly, as his hands found their way under my shirt, his fingers skilfully slipped their way beneath my bra, teasing my stiff nipples, and making me moan into his mouth.
“Your arousal has perfumed the whole room kitten, you can’t expect me to ignore that, not when you know the effect it has on me.” He grabbed my hand, pressing it to his groin, his erection shocked me and made my eyes bulge. I bit my lip, partly horny, partly terrified of what the completely solid appendage would do to me if he got his way. “Besides, you’ve never been shy about showing your affections before.” He groaned as he thrust himself into my hand, it made my face flush red.
“That was different, it was a dream, there wasn’t any possibility of us being caught.” I squeaked; sure, I was someone was going to find us.
“And I would hear anyone approaching this room, long before they got to the door.” He murmured, as he ran the tip of his nose along my jawline, his hot breath on my neck, my resolve dissolved as his hands moved up my thighs, towards my waist.
“I can’t, not here,” I said with a disappointed sigh. I didn’t want him to be upset, but he got off of me, stood up and offered me his hand. Although I was temporarily distracted by his enormous tent, I knew at that moment, I knew I would follow him anywhere, so I gave him my hand. He pulled me to my feet gently, then threw me over his shoulder and took off, running and chuckling at my squeal of surprise. He ran around to the other side of the staircase, and I realised the sports room must be a connecting building, separate from the cottage itself, as we moved through the opposite side of the house. Daniel ducked into a room and closed the door quietly. It was a tiny den, with two floor-to-ceiling bookcases, an armchair, and a lit fire. I walked further into the room confused, but eager to explore the many volumes hidden there.
“I used to come here at night after the dreams before I would dream of you every night, sometimes I would put off sleep for hours just sat here, picturing you, praying to the goddess that when I closed my eyes you would be there.” He said quietly, as he moved towards me, like a predator hunting its prey, and I was frozen by the passion in his eyes. “In my weakest moments, I feared I would never find you. But now that I have, I want to be your everything, because that’s what you mean to me.” He whispered against my skin as he peeled my shirt off my body.
“The door.” I breathed, as my voice failed me, with the intoxication his touch had provided.
“It’s locked.” He growled before our lips met. He unclasped my bra, let it slip from my body and I tugged at his shirt, eager to feel his skin on mine. His mouth continued its assault, never leaving my skin completely, I unbuttoned his pants, his touch left me in an addicted trace, my only thought, more. We were both enslaved to our desire for each other, it was undeniably intense, too intense, I thought for a moment before Daniel’s lips erased every thought that wasn’t of him. We kicked our sneakers off, our lips never leaving the other’s skin, Daniel moved down my body, removed my pants, his mouth moved over my thighs, making me mewl, and desperate to taste him again. I grabbed his face, about to pull him up to meet my lips when his hands gripped my ankles. He ran his hands up my whole silhouette as he stood, he lifted my arms gently as he ran his hands higher, he walked me backwards to the wall, pressed me against it, and made my need for him overwhelm me. When our lips finally crashed together, I began sucking on his tongue, my desire for him blocked everything else out. I heard him growl before I felt him tear the cotton panties I was wearing into pieces, he ripped them from my body before he lifted me and impaled me forcefully on his impressive erection.
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