FORTY FIVE

Word Count: 2074

~Tove

"That..." I slap my hand over my eyes. "Did not go as planned."

Keo paces back and forth, his footsteps echoing through the vast foyer. My stress has chased me all the way from Territory One with the Demon's to back in Territory Two.

"I will say I didn't expect twins, but I expected them to act that way," he admits, ruffling a hand through his hair.

"Really?"

I'm not sure what I expected, but it wasn't that. Maybe I'm just surprised that I managed to get out of there without being slaughtered on the spot.

"They have been isolated from other Demon's for a great amount of time. They don't know who to trust," he reminds me.

He starts off through the large sweeping archway, heading toward the glass balcony door.

I chase after him. "We threw ourselves into the lion's den for them. How could they not trust us?"

"Ziah knew who I was. He wasn't entirely convinced about my plan." He presses the door open, a cool, sea scented breeze touching my skin as I follow him out onto the balcony.

"It's a good plan."

He turns to me, moonlight tracing the strong planes of his face. "You're an Angel-blood. He doesn't like that our entire plans relies on you."

I sigh through my nose. This roadblock is to be expected. If I were them, I wouldn't trust me either.

"I'm more than willing to help," I say softly. I know it doesn't mean much, especially when they aren't here and they wouldn't care anyway.

He gives me a grim look. "I know that. He doesn't."

"He drank my blood. Apparently that tells him all he needs to know." I'm hoping he wasn't just saying that. I'm hoping I didn't just let him drink my blood only for him to continue thinking I'm a liar.

Not that I would have been able to stop either of them if they wanted to drain me completely of blood.

"It doesn't matter. I believe Astera will do this. From what Ziah told me earlier, she hates this place, her life. She wants freedom, but her brother doesn't think she will be safe. Moving her to another realm could be exactly what they both want."

He leans his forearms against the railing of the balcony, looking off at the uncharacteristically calm sea.

"How do we remind them of what they want, then?" I ask.

He sweeps his attention to me. The sadness in his eyes strikes me, nearly knocking me back a step. Seeing him burdened with emotions overwhelms me. Especially when I can see no way to relieve him of that pressure yet.

"Worry about that tomorrow. It's late," he breathes.

"We will get through this. We will find a way to make it work," I assure him quietly, sliding closer, leaning my head against his shoulder.

With his next deep breath, he relaxes a little under my touch.

"I know we will."

"I just want a normal life again." Staring out at the sea, I wish for peace as perfect as this night. I wish for Demon's to be safe, and for my mate to not be burdened with their wellbeing.

He links his fingers through mine. "You will. Very soon."

I lift my head off his shoulder, twisting my body to face him. I don't speak until he is looking into my eyes.

"Are you prepared to be a normal mate?" I ask him, wiggling my eyebrows.

I just want to shift this conversation away from the dark and depressing. When I focus on our mate bond, everything suddenly becomes a lot more manageable, because at the end of this there is someone I get to spend my life with.

A smile touches his lips. "Oh yes. I am looking forward to it."

"I can't wait for alone time with you," I admit. I want time to delve into the deepest parts of him.

His smile morphs into a full on grin. "I bet you can't."

"Hey. What does that mean?" My eyes narrow, although excitement starts to stir in the depths of my stomach.

His eyes darken. "You know what it means."

I would be lying that despite everything stressful that has been going on, I haven't thought about...being with him. I'm not sure anyone could be around Keo and not think about it.

"I think you mean you can't wait for it," I tease.

He sweeps his gaze over me, not even bothering to hide it. He has never pretended like he doesn't want me.

"Why don't you come to my room tonight," he murmurs lowly.

I swallow thickly, having already made my decision. Taunting him does sound nice, though...

"I don't know if I should..."

He shakes his head, closing the gap between us. I barely get to draw a breath in before his hands are on my face, guiding my lips to his.

For a beautiful moment, there is only peace and quiet. Bliss. The feeling of sparks between my mate and I, the warmth of his body accompanied by the chill of the night air...

The heat quickly battles the cold away as his hands shift down, grabbing my thighs to draw me up.

I let out a panicked yelp at his sudden display of strength, although my legs quickly wrap around his waist.

Not once does his lips fall from mine as he walks me upstairs, careful to keep me pressed hard against him.

My heart rate quickens as he shoulders his bedroom door open, some kind of magic drawing it closed behind us.

He sets me down on the bed gently, stepping away for a moment to gaze down at me, sprawled amongst his dark sheets.

"Clothes, off."

His command sets my skin on fire. I don't hesitate, tugging off my shirt first, and then my pants.

With every inch of skin I expose, the lustful storm in his eyes grows. In the darkness of the room, he looks almost menacing, but I don't fear him.

I don't stop until every piece of my clothing is discarded on the floor, leaving me completely naked.

Keo takes his time looking over me before he steps closer.

"I've wanted to fuck you since I first saw you," he tells me. He grabs my ankle, pulling my legs apart. "Touch yourself."

I don't hesitate, my fingers dipping between my legs. Seeing the way he's looking at me only fuels my immediate pleasure as I slide one finger inside me.

Keo's hands keep my thighs apart, stroking my skin. His attention shifts between my face and my fingers, nothing else existing around us.

"I want you," I breathe, lifting my hips. I don't want to wait. I don't want to play around.

He leans over me, pressing his lips against mine before any other words can fall from my lips. He grabs both my wrists, holding them above my head as he replaces his fingers with mine.

I moan gently against his lips, pleasure ricocheting through me. He sets an immediate fast pace, letting me know what I can look forward to.

"You're mine, my precious mate," he growls, letting my wrists go. His words contrast against the sinful way his fingers thrust up in me.

I dig my hands into his hair, pressing my hips up against his hand as my pleasure hits a euphoric peak.

The feeling doesn't subside for what feels like minutes. By the time Keo withdraws his fingers, I'm limp and gasping for breath.

As he rises from the bed, my desire settles in even deeper than before, leaving me almost feral with need for him.

"I want you right now," I tell him, my voice trembling with anticipation.

His smirk is familiar as he slowly unbuttons his shirt, enjoying making me wait.

I want to hurry him along, but knowing him, he will make me wait even longer. So, I just enjoy the sight of him slowly pulling his clothes off, revealing his taut muscle and those beautiful tattoo's.

Unable to wait a moment longer, I slip off the bed. Pressing my hands against his chest, I push him down onto the bed. He lets me, amusement and excitement glowing in his eyes.

Climbing on top of him, I press multiple kisses up his stomach, chest, neck to his mouth.

Thankfully he lets me touch him. My hands sweep over everything I can touch, pausing right between his legs.

His grip tightens on my waist. "I need to be inside you."

I bite down on my lower lip. I could tease him more, but I'm just as desperate for him as he is for me.

So, I only allow myself to marvel at the size of him in my hand before I brace myself up before sinking down upon him.

All the breath is stolen from my lungs as I sit for a moment, adjusting to the size of him within me. I've been with a few men, and yet in this moment I know Keo and I were meant to be together.

In every sense of the word.

He let's out a sharp breath, brows furrowing slightly. For a long moment we just stare at each other, sharing breaths.

Soon enough I start moving, setting a slow pace at first as I brace my hands on his chest, concentrating on trying not to collapse as the pleasure turns my limbs to jelly.

Tipping my head back, I roll my hips against him. The feeling of him inside me is so intoxicating I almost can't breathe.

All too soon my strengths wanes. Sensing it, Keo pulls me down until my stomach is flush with his, our foreheads resting against each other.

I let out a gasp as he starts moving, thrusting up from beneath me.

"Good girl," he breathes in my ear, his cock touching something deep inside me that has never been touched before. It sends me over the edge before I can even comprehend any build up.

Keo doesn't slowly down his thrusts, holding my hips still as he murmurs beautiful words into my ear.

Before I can come down from my high, I'm being flipped off Keo and onto my stomach.

With colours swimming in my vision, I hardly notice him moving behind me until I'm pulled up onto my knees and he is thrusting into me from behind.

My moan is muffled against the bed as I struggle to keep myself up. Keo sets a harsh, almost brutal pace.

I can do nothing but accept each thrust as his hand smooths up my back before entwining in my hair. He tugs my head up a little, the burn only intensifying my pleasure the builds up quickly.

My third release hits me like a truck, although my mate still doesn't slow down.

The pleasure is almost too much to bear. It's blinding, rolling over me in waves that seem to have no end to them.

It's almost too much. Tears form in the corners of my eyes as my fourth climax barrels closer, turning my whole world upside down.

Before overstimulation can dig it's thorns into me, Keo joins me with his own climax, his thrusts gradually slowing down until he stills inside me.

For a long moment there is only silence and our harsh breaths.

Letting o of my hair, he gently pulls out. I collapse onto my back, staring up at him.

He looks utterly ruined. His head is bowed, his chest heaving as he gazes down at me. The love in his eyes is palpable.

"Come here," I encourage, opening my arms.

He lays next to me, tugging me close so I can lay my head against his chest.

"I didn't know I was capable of loving someone so much," he murmurs, stoking my hair back off my damp forehead.

I smile up at him. "To an Angel-blood, no less."

He pinches me. "Angel-blood or not, I do love you."

I smother my smile, wonderfully happy despite everything going on around me. "I love you two Keo. Demon or not."

He smiles against my head as he kisses it. Who we are doesn't matter to either of us. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

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