Page 48 of Fated to the Damned
Nikolai lands just outside of the base, his wings tucking in as he sets me back on my feet. Flying with him is exhilarating, but it’s not the first thing on my mind right now.
“How did you know where I was?” I ask him as he reaches for my hand. He hasn’t been able to stop touching me since we left.
“A lot of interrogating,” he says with a smirk, and my heart flutters. So he did notice I was gone. Not only that, but he made sure to find me. And once again, he protected me – even if it was from myself.
“So…” The base is unnaturally quiet in the space just before dawn. The vrakken are returning to their rooms and the humans aren’t up yet. As he pulls me toward his room, I feel like we’re the only two up right now. “Are you going to Change me now?”
Nikolai pushes open his door and tugs me inside. He softly closes it behind him without letting go of me, and when he turns around, he pulls me in close. His hands immediately go to my hair, working through the strands as he tips my head back to look up at him.
“Not tonight.” I open my mouth to protest, but he only smirks. “I want you to be my mate first. After the ceremony, I’ll make you mine…in every way.” His voice drops low, and his eyes darken. It has my legs clenching together.
“And when will you make me your mate?” My voice is breathless as he dips his head down, trailing his nose along my jaw and neck. He inhales deeply, drinking in my scent, and my eyes fall closed. Everything he does to me is intoxicating, I swear.
“Today, if I have my way.” His tongue darts out and swipes along my skin.
I lift a hand to grip his shoulder and steady myself. “You always get your way.”
He pulls back, the grin on his face making my stomach flip. “I do, do I?” One of his hands stays in my hair while the other slides down my body. “And right now?”
“You can have whatever you want,” I gasp, hoping he’ll take all of me.
Accepting my words as a challenge, my heart races in anticipation as Nikolai lowers his head once more, capturing my lips with his. I feel the intensity of his kiss, possessive and deep, our tongues dancing together as he effortlessly lifts me up and carries me towards the bed. His wings rustle softly as they expand behind him, exposing his eagerness.
As he lays me down on the bed, our kiss remains unbroken, his demanding lips dominating mine while his hands explore underneath my shirt, leaving a trail of warmth on my skin. My body responds eagerly to his touch, shivering with goosebumps at the gentle graze of his fingers.
Breaking away from our kiss momentarily, Nikolai's eyes meet mine, burning with desire. "You are so beautiful," he growls before trailing kisses along my earlobe and neck, eliciting gasps from me. His sharp teeth graze lightly against my sensitive skin, sending waves of pleasure-pain through me as I squirm beneath him.
With a dark chuckle, he pulls back slightly to remove his tunic, revealing a muscular chest and torso I will never get over. I bite my lip as I pull my tunic and bra off, too.
Nikolai lets loose a dark growl before diving back in. He kisses and sucks across my collar bone and down my body, coming to a stop at my breasts. He pulls one nipple into his mouth while the other hand rolls my other peak between his fingers.
“Fuck,” I moan, my back arching as his fangs graze over the sensitive flesh. “Yes.”
His fingers hook in the waistband of my pants and tug them down. The cool air ghosts over my now exposed skin as my underwear goes with them, and he dips his head lower.
“I was so worried,” he murmurs against my thighs as he kisses inside of them. “I thought something was going to happen to you.” He stops at my center and inhales deeply. “I almost went crazy at the thought of you getting hurt.”
“I’m o-okay,” I stutter out as his tongue swipes up my slit. “More than okay.” I moan as he does it again.
“Let me make it even better.” He latches onto my clit and sucks hard. “You want my bite, ómorfi?”
I almost beg for it when an idea hits me. “I want a taste.”
Nikolai’s head pops up so he can look at me. Confusion colors his amber eyes as he cocks his head. “Of?”
I push his shoulders and he rolls onto his back. “Of you.”
Leaning in, I press a quick kiss to his lips before starting a path down his neck and torso. He watches me with fascination as I continue down until I reach his breeches.
Dragging my tongue over his abs, I make quick work of the laces, working him out of his pants. He lifts his hips as I tug them down, and my eyes widen when his cock springs free.
“Holy shit,” I breathe out, looking up at him. He’s already hard and throbbing, ready for me.
Slowly, I lean in and run my tongue up the length of him, mapping out every ridge and vein. Nikolai’s breath hitches as he tangles a hand in the sheets below his head. “Fuck,” he moans as I lick around the tip. “You don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
“Good,” I purred before taking him into my mouth.
His hips jerk and he groans. “Damn, Jessa. That feels?—”