A Hollow Soul, page 19
“Look,” he says his teeth graze my neck, and a cool tongue sweeps away the hurt of the bite.
I look to his face in the mirror and see his eyes. They are slit like a snakes, the pupils are thin and straight like. He notices me looking at him and stops what he is doing to open his mouth wide before two pricks of teeth flash out further and pushes them against my skin, not breaking skin. He then scrapes them against me.
A noise groans out of my throat as his lower hand hedges down my stomach brushing the top of my pants. A purr emits from my throat it causes me to cough shortly after. Not used to the feeling a purr makes in the back of my throat. My eyes roam down as I glare at myself. giving a hard look. I notice my eyes have gone fully dark and are liquid black.
“What are you doing to me?” I groan out pressing back into him, feeling that I am not the only one to be affected by what is going on here. “What is this?” I growl out.
He pulls his teeth back enough to talk, but continues to kiss down my neck. “Your animal will at times ride you in ways you do not even understand.” His lips brush against the sensitive skin there and makes me go more limp. “I think we can safely say Doug was correct, you are a badger shifter,” he utters. He rubs his face against my neck and face. “Your animal brushes against the surface—can you feel her?”
I see red at the mention of that name, and claws rake down inside me with acute pain. I rear back forcing him to take all of my weight. I kick back on the wall and push into him. I kick out again, trying to flip over him, he lets go of my wrists to wrap tighter around my middle. Both of us fall to the mat in a bundle of limbs. I scramble to my feet. He raises up slower than I.
“Why did you have to say his name? You think you know me and everything I stand for?” I howl. My fingers burst into claws. A scream rips out of me as I flex the claws in pain.
“What did he do to you?” Blaise eyes the open door to the room, and then his closed door for his office.
I pounce on him before he can even think about making a grab for me.
He bends his knees and readies to catch me out of the air. I wrap my legs around his torso and grip him. He lets my weight pull us down onto the mat, but rolls until he can get his legs back underneath him.
I slash out at him. He hisses in pain as I connect with a shoulder. He grapples with my arms as my lower body clings to his torso. He grunts as he muscles his way over to his office and kicks open his office door. He slams the door closed.
I scream out in anger as he pushes me off of him. My feet hit the floor hard, this area is only carpeted with no soft mats like there is out in the main room. He slips through his office door, closing me in. I hear a loud bang as the other door shuts.
“You better not be running away, coward!” I growl and bang on the door, my claws fully extended. I press them against the wood making indents. I like the feel of the wood against them so I press harder, rattling the door. “Let me out,” I press on.
“You need to breathe through this and come back down,” he urges. “What set her off? What made her come out? Think through it.”
I glare at the door as I seethe. I look around at the tiny room and notice papers on a desk with a computer and a chair. The office is very bare. I grab at the papers and throw them around, not stopping to read them. I grab the wires behind the computer and yank hard, causing as much damage as possible, ripping and tearing at everything that I can grab on to. “I am done with waiting. I am done with all of you.”
A loud bang echoes behind me. I twist my head and see Blaise storming through the door slamming it back in place.
“Stop that!” he bellows out and pushes me out of the way. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what Doug did. I know it was him that sets your inner animal off.”
I stumble out of the way and scream back at him, reaching out to slash at his back. He jumps out of reach before I can slash through him again. He turns and rushes at me, grabbing my wrists, keeping my claws away from him. A snake-like tongue flicks out near my cheek. I bite at it. My teeth clamp down, but I don’t feel anything between them as they snap shut. He spins me, forcing me up against the wall. My head whips around to keep him in my sight.
“What are you doing?” I ask out, fear coating my tongue. My mind pulls back to the night before. How does he keep pinning me so easily?
He unbuckles his belt and pulls it out of the loops of his pants. He loops it over a low hanging metal pipe and maneuvers it around my hands, locking it in place where my hands do not have much movement.
“Only what you deserve,” he hisses back. His tongue flicks out again. “Don’t insult me. I am not him. I’m not Doug.” He looks me in the eyes.
The anger rises in me. “Are you just going to leave me here?” I question. I glare at him, raising my chin.
He grabs my hips, keeping me in place. “Do you have another suggestion. You don’t want me here?” His breath flutters over the side of my neck. He is so close to me.
My neck relaxes to the side and my eyes fall close. I lean back, pushing up against the wall into him. His thickness is hard and full, pressing against me. None of this has calmed him down. I pull down hard on the restraints, but they hold secure. “Don’t leave,” I whisper. “…me.” The last part is barely audible.
His thumbs draw small circles on my side where he holds me in place. My breath hitches in anticipation. My eyes flutter open and close, having a hard time deciding between fear and arousal. “I am supposed to help you, but not in this way.” His tongue flicks out once more against my neck, unable to keep from me. “But sssomething of you callss to ssomething in me,” he hisses.
His left-hand toys with the waistband of my pants, dipping under the cloth there. I bite my lip hard, not knowing if I would scream in frustration of him not going where I needed him or yell at him to stop. “Look at me, little minx.” His other hand squeezes my side.
My eyes raise up to his. His hand moves a bit lower. He is so close to me; his scent surrounds me. My mind keeps flipping between dark thoughts or ravenous thoughts.
I push myself more into him. “Aren’t you worried?”
“Worried? Only if this is not truly what you want.” His free hand raises up. He grips my chin and brushes his thumb against my lower lip. His other hand travels down lower brushing my curls as he dips one finger parting my lower lips, a moan bursts out of me as I melt into him. His thumb dips into my mouth and I nibble at the pad.
His hand below continues to work and tease. “Is this what you had in mind, little minx?” he whispers, his head bent down to my ear.
He removes his thumb and kisses me lightly at first, but as I meet him with eagerness. I feel my animal shift inside me, but in a different way. Instead of claws and teeth, the warmth of fur rubs. She wants to be caressed; I want to feel this.
His free hand slides over my neck. He feels the quick pulsing beat as his hand moves further down. He encircles my nipple and lightly pinches it as he slips another finger inside me, caressing me just at my entrance. “Little minx?”
“Yes.” I sigh and give a little whine. I press harder up against him, but my hands stay restrained up above no matter how hard I tug on them.
“You are so wet,” he whispers into my ear as he slips another finger inside me and grinds the palm of his hand against my clit.
I buck at his hand wanting, and needing more.
“Will you let me taste you?” He nibbles at my neck, but does not press too hard with his sharp teeth. They only graze my skin, heightening the sensation.
“Unchain me first.”
He massages my breast as he removes his other hand from my pants. “This is better.” He smiles against my neck as he continues to nuzzle, his tongue flicks out.
“Please,” I mumble out. I rub my body against his as much as the belt will allow me to.
“Please, what?” he whispers as both his hands roam over my sides and breast, teasing and tantalizing the sensitive skin.
“Yes… Taste me,” I whisper, leaning my head against the wall.
He grins before his face closes into mine and kisses me deeply.
I match his fervor and push against him, wanting him closer, needing this.
His hands work their way down my body. He stops the bruising kiss and kneels before me. He slides my pants and underwear down my legs removing them from my lower half. I keep my eyes trained on his movements, the wall keeping me up right and the tightness of the belt on my hands.
My legs shake. Whether in fear or excitement, I’m still unsure.
He lifts one of my legs and places it over his shoulder. I put more pressure on my upper back against the wall as he urges the other leg to lift on to his other shoulder. I pull tight on my arms trying to take some of the weight and balance there. He stands up with me on his shoulders and uses the wall to help guide me upwards. My arms loosen, and I grab onto the pipe that the belt is tied to.
I breathe in sharply. “What are you doing?” I ask looking at the ground that is much further away now, my legs tighten against his face.
He rubs his cheeks against my thighs that are surrounding his head. “Relax, little minx.” He runs his teeth gently down my inner thigh.
I look down at his head, watching and waiting. My legs slowly unclench and relax. He kisses his way up my thigh all the way to my clit and then starts to suck and lick his way down as he sticks his tongue deep inside, as much as he can.
I gasp and arch back, pushing my lower hips more into his face for better access. His hands come up to grip my ass, helping me connect better with his mouth. He laps and sucks at the front as he pushes a finger inside.
I moan in ecstasy as my hips rotate, wanting more to ride. He grinds his face more into me as my hips buck forward. I scream out as I come, my legs locking him to my body and squeezing around him. He removes his finger and hands, his tongue replacing them as he laps up my juices. My breath comes in and out in gasps as I look down at him. I notice my hands are back to normal, they must have changed back sometime during everything. My body twitches as his tongue runs through my sensitive lips. My body pushes down wanting more.
“Blaise?” I ask, the fire ratcheting back up just as strong.
He slowly moves one of my legs off of his shoulder to ease it down around his chest. He undoes the other leg from his shoulder, having me slowly slide down his body. He kisses and nibbles his way up my body as I slide down his. He settles my legs around his hips as he draws circles with his hands on my hips and butt. He stares into my eyes, not dropping my gaze.
I keep my eyes on him. I wrap my legs tighter so as to let him know I am not allowing him to leave. He slips a hand between us to nestle against me, rubbing my clit once again. A moan slips out of me before I can stop it.
His pants drop down quickly, and I feel something thick and hard spring up against my inner thighs.
“What do you need?” He stares at me as his one hand maneuvers his hot, throbbing cock to rub at my center.
I flex my hands and arms and grab onto the belt and lift myself up a little bit away so I can move my hips to impale myself onto him. He moves with me, just keeping up the light touch and the questioning rub up and down my clit and lips.
I snap my teeth at him and glare daggers into him. “You,” I breathe out.
One side of his mouth lifts up into a half smile as he slowly inches inside. He wraps both hands around my legs and ass to hold me as he lowers me down on top of him inch by delicious inch. I sigh and close my eyes letting my head fall back a bit.
He stops suddenly, not moving.
My head comes up quickly. I glance around trying to see what has caused him to stop. “What are you doing?” I look at him. I wiggle around trying to complete the action.
He hisses and holds me firmly against the wall. “Why didn’t you say something?”
I hold his slit eyes in my gaze and scrunch my face in confusion. “Say what?” I ground out, anger starting to creep back up my body. The fire is too much. I need to shake this thirst one way or another. “If you do not move, you will become prey instead,” I grit out as sharp nails caress my insides again fluctuating between claws and fur.
He looks at my face intently. I just stare back, waiting. He moves his arm slowly up my back and unloops my hands and unbuckles the belt letting my arms loose. They fall to my side. I shake them out and make fists with my hands to get the blood to flow quicker. He lets go of my legs and steps back from the wall. I tighten my legs around him and grab at his shoulders, my fingers grip his shoulders keeping me where I am, the tip of him toying with me.
“Have you not been with someone before?” he questions, cautiously. He hitches me further up his stomach, pulling himself out of me.
I look at him and then try to think through the red-hot haze that seems to have me. My animal was calling for heat in one form or another. Either from the blood of my prey or one from a lover. “You know my file. You know I may not have. I don’t have those answers, since I don’t remember much.”
His animal fades from his eyes, his pupils going back to his human sized ones.
The heat cools from him, as if this was something he could switch off or turn away from.
“Oh, no you don’t!” I growl.
I feel the points of my teeth against my tongue. I curl my one hand around his neck and into his hair. My fingers tangle in his curls and force his head back. I open my mouth and strike at the side of his neck, biting into his skin. I warned him if he did not finish this, something would consider him prey.
My teeth slice into him easily, and blood blooms on my taste buds. I lap greedily at the blood that coats my tongue. Rough skin puckers up against my tongue. I open my eyes and see diamond spotted scales erupt along his neck and back, disappearing under the tank top. He breathes in and hisses between clenched teeth.
Blaise stumbles back and sits down with a loud thud against the chair. I unwrap my legs from behind him as he does this and sit on him so as not to lose connection.
“Fine, Alexia, you want this, you are in control then. But you make the decision. I only know of what you told me and little else.” He eases back, his hands skim up my legs and rubs at my sides. “But go slow,” he warns.
My eyes squeeze shut as I lower myself onto him. His hands slide to my bottom and spread my lips for easier access. I retract my teeth from his neck, but continue to nibble and suck there. I ease all the way down, feeling him connect solidly. I start to pull back up and a sharp pain echoes through me. His hands slide back up to my hips and hold me down on him, keeping me there.
“Slow. Wait, just a moment.” He breathes in deeply. His hands unclench from my sides and he bunches the shirt and bra up and over my shoulders. I sit back as I feel them pushed up and over my head.
I gasp as I feel more of him fill me and my lower parts press and squeeze around him. I move my hips around in circles and feel my lower muscles constrict around him.
“If you keep doing that…” He grits out. “This will not last long.” He breathes slowly out between clenched teeth. He rubs his hands and thumbs over my taught nipples. I shudder at the sensation.
A moan escapes me. My body thrums with excitement, swaying closer to his hands, and I wiggle my hips around, but do not move otherwise. My fingers dance over his arms and caress his shoulders, the scales covering his whole top part. I pull him in closer to me.
He hums in approval. His hands slide to my back as he pushes me forward. He kisses me deeply as he holds me close rocking into me.
“More?” I urge and ask at the same time. I don’t wait for his answer as I start to move ever so slowly up and down. A sharp twinge has me hissing, tears prick from my eyes.
“Look at me.” He murmurs. I urge down slowly on him and feel him fill me to the brink again. I purr, but a slash of pain causes a tear to fall down my cheek. He grips my chin and pulls my face down urging me to meet his eyes. “Stay with me,” he whispers.
I look down, not being able to look anywhere else, his voice calls to me. His thin irises stare back into me further than just my physical form.
“Is this too much?” He waits holding my gaze, never letting me move away from him.
“I don’t know,” I whisper out, and a small whimper escapes at the end. “She doesn’t want you as prey,” I whisper, talking about my animal for the first time.
“If you want to stop, you can. You have the power here. Don’t think with only the animal part of you. What do you want? I took the edge from you earlier.” He gives a sly grin. “Think through her needs and yours.” He bares his neck showing off the bite mark. “Take what you need, and only give what you can,” he urges. His hands brush against my sensitive nipples, making the lower parts of me twinge and clench.
I gasp as heat races through me in answer to his touch. He flicks and pinches my nipples, causing the heat to burn brighter. I start to move slowly up and down, holding his eyes in mine as he toys with me. He stares at me, letting me find my rhythm. My hand slide over his shoulders and grip in his soft hair. He takes one of my hands as I start to move to a faster beat and guides my fingers to his mouth. He nibbles on the pads there, and a tongue flicks out to tickle them.
“Feel ussss,” he hisses as he guides that same hand down my body to where we are connected.
My fingers dance through my folds and feel the wetness he is creating. His large cock rubs against my fingers as I continue to move. My eyes close as I use my sense of touch to see what is happening. He guides my fingers and rubs them against my clit with a vibrating sensation as we continue to climb faster and harder.
I cry out as I slam down on him. My head strikes forward, my mouth and teeth latching on to where he is still bleeding from before. He moves my hand to the side and pulls me closer to him. He grinds against me, fully seated on him. His arms wrap around me as he pushes me down on him. He also forces me closer to his chest.
I suck on and lick at the bite teasing. Blood trickles down, but I lap at it. My fingers work their way under his tank top and caress his back. As I lick the trickles of red that run out of him, I feel my fingernails grow longer as they start to scratch his back more forcefully.
