CAELIUS: Elementals MC (book 9) (Elemental's MC) Page 3

  “Don’t stop,” I urge.

  “Alaia, are you sure?” His voice is deep, nearly a growl, his eyes intense as if boring into my soul. I should stop. I should at least think about it, but what the hell? I only live once, and at the moment, the hottest guy I have ever met is waiting for me to say yes so he can make passionate love to me. There is no way I’m going to tell him to stop. Instead, I raise my hand and pull his head back down so he can continue kissing my neck.

  I smile when I hear him groan, and then his hand is under my hoodie and he’s stroking his thumb over my erect nipple. It’s me who groans then in pleasure, his thumb and index finger pinching the nipple gently until a burning pleasure is coursing from my nipple down to the moistness between my legs. He stops kissing me once again as he sits up and, with both hands, pulls my hoodie up and over my head. My cheeks are hot with embarrassment as he looks over my chest. I see his tongue flicker out and moisten his lips, which has me whimpering, as I want those lips all over me.

  His hands cup my breasts and squeeze gently before he unclasps my bra, and it falls open, revealing my naked breasts to him. “I’m going to make you mine.” With those words, he leans and kisses first one nipple and then the other before he starts to suckle and nip at my nipple. A pleasure like I have never felt before fills me. I lift my hips so that I can feel his body against mine. Moving in a rhythm older than time, I rub against him, winning a deep growl out of him as he bites down harder on my breast.

  “Oh, yes,” I mutter as an emptiness fills me. I need more, so much more. One of his hands is at the waistband of my jeans as he pulls down the zip and opens them. He roughly pulls the jeans down until they are around my thighs. His hand wanders to the heat radiating from my body, and he cups me, moving his hand in a rubbing motion that has me squirming in pleasure.

  I place my hand on his chest that is still covered with a T-shirt and feel his muscles rippling under my fingers. I saw the scars on his body when he was changing, but that did not detract from the beauty of his body. He is sculptured like a god. His tattoos, the little I was able to see before he hid himself with his T-shirt again, spoke of pain. I run my fingers down until I feel skin and realize that I have bunched the T-shirt up and am now touching his firm abdomen. My mind is a pool of passion as I feel his finger enter my heat as his thumb strokes my wanting clit.

  “Caelius.” I gasp as I feel the pleasure building in my depths. He inserts another of his fingers, and he moves them to a rhythm that is driving me crazy. I move my hand down over the bulge in his jeans and rub, feeling the dampness of them that professes to how horny he is. “Take your clothes off,” I mutter, as I want to feel him plunge into my depths, but he ignores my plea as he continues to play with my body. I feel my insides tense and know that I won’t be able to hold back any longer.

  “Cae . . . lius.” I gasp as I convulse with my orgasm, my whole body vibrating with its release. Before I can recuperate or even think, I feel Caelius move away from me. Then my jeans are being pulled down my legs and off, together with my sneakers. I want to complain and hold him back, but my body is too relaxed to build up the energy needed for it. I hear rustling but don’t open my eyes until I feel Caelius return to my side and feel his skin against mine. My eyes shoot open, and I see him in all his naked glory above me.

  “Are you sure, Alaia?” I can hear the hesitation in his voice, and my heart once again goes out to the pain I can see in his eyes. I lift my hand and place it flat over a tattoo that covers a jagged scar on his side.

  “Yes, I’m sure.” Even if I had doubt, I would never stop at a time like this, and besides, it’s not as if I’m not having the best pleasure of my life. He doesn’t say anything else as he grabs my hips with both hands and pulls me closer to him, and then he lowers his head and kisses my lower stomach before he moves down and slides his tongue over my clit in a gentle motion that has my hand holding his head closer to me. He has me gasping and squirming in no time at all. When I start feeling like I won’t be able to hold on much longer, he sits back and takes his enlarged cock in one of his hands and rubs it over my lower lips, my wetness coating his maleness until he slides slowly into my body. I can feel my muscles stretching to accommodate his girth, but the sensation of fullness is so good that I lift my bum and feel him deepen even more.

  He pulls out slightly and then plunges. I gasp, not in pain but with the feeling of perfection once we are both joined fully. He waits a few seconds before he pulls out partially and then starts to move with a motion like the waves in a destressed ocean. The feeling of being one overwhelms me, his corded muscles professing to his strength as he pleasures both of us. He leans down on his elbows and takes my lips in a blistering kiss that has me tightening around him. I want this feeling to last forever, but I know I won’t be able to hold on.

  “I’m going to bond both of us. For that, we need to share blood.” At his words, I frown. Did he say blood? But then my thoughts scatter as my orgasm explodes, leaving me gasping as I feel something warm dribbling over my lips into my mouth. “I join us forever and always. Where one goes, the other shall follow. I will hold you above everyone and everything else. I will protect you until my last breath. My body, soul, and mind are forever yours, and yours are mine.” I feel tears fill my eyes at the beautiful words. They seem nearly like a vow, but then I feel a sharp pain as Caelius bites the side of my breast, and I lose all sense of time as my body convulses again with such power that I swear I don’t hear anything around me except for the beating of our hearts.

  I don’t know how long we lay here, but I become aware of Caelius’s arms around me as my head rests on his chest. I can hear his heart beating under my ear, his unique essence engulfing me. Our naked bodies entwined feel right. How did this happen so quickly? One minute I’m running away; the next, I’m having the best sex of my life. My body is still vibrating with the ecstasy that I felt, but it’s not just the sex. There is a feeling of nurturing that I have never felt before, a feeling of rightness that I only ever feel when I’m connected to nature. This man completes me like only nature has ever done before.

  “Are you okay?” I hear the gruffness in his voice; this man is so darn sexy. I wish I had met him under better circumstances. He says we will be safe here, and I believe him, but what will happen when the threat is gone? Will he even want to see me again, or is this a one-time thing?

  “I’m fine. That was mind-blowing. I hope you don’t expect me to leave right away, as I don’t think my legs are capable yet.” I try to joke, but my heart is squeezing at the thought of never feeling his arms around me again. I feel him tensing under me, and his arms tighten around me, bringing me closer to him.

  “You’re not going anywhere.” His gruff reply has the vice around my heart loosening slightly.

  “Would be nice to be here the whole day, but Sara must be worried about me.” I know Sara can see how I’m doing, and she’ll be fine, so I don’t know why I’m giving excuses when all I want to do is stay here.

  “Alaia, you are not going anywhere. We are now bonded; you are mine like I am yours. I told you.” I pull away slightly so I can look up at his face. His eyes are closed, but his features are tense. I lift my hand and gently stroke his cheek. I know what I’m hearing, but I do not understand. How can he expect me to be his, as he says, just because we slept together?

  “What does being yours mean?” He opens his eyes and looks down at me, his dark-blue eyes seeming black at this angle. “It means there is no other woman for me and definitely no other man for you. We are together now, and nothing or no one will change that.”

  We are dating? When did this happen? “Shouldn’t I have a say in this?” Before he can answer, a burning sensation traverses down my side, as if needles are plunging into my skin. I gasp and quickly sit up; Caelius has me off the bed and in his arms before I can even gasp again.

  “What’s wrong?” There is worry in his eyes as he looks down at me, his eyes traveling over my body and then stopping at my si
de. When I look down, I see a fiery red mark starting at the top of my hip, up my side to just under my armpit. The burning worsens, and a mark starts to appear. Caelius sits on the edge of the bed and places his hand over the mark. His head lowers, and he kisses my neck tenderly. “It will get better soon.” At his words, I frown. How does he know whether it will get better? And why am I in this pain? Did he do something to me?

  “What’s happening?” I ask, groaning as little pinpricks traverse the length of my side. I feel like the pain is slowly lessening, but it’s still burning like a flame is close to my skin.

  “It’s our bonding mark. Soon, the pain and burning sensation will be gone and my mark will be visible on your skin.”

  What! Is he crazy?

  “What do you mean your mark? Did you give me something? I don’t do drugs.” I need him to understand that I’m not okay with drugs, and if he somehow gave me something without my knowledge, then I can’t be with him.

  “Good to know,” he grunts as he looks at me, “but I didn’t give you anything except to bond with you.”

  “I don’t understand what you mean with that.” He keeps saying we’re bonded, that I’m his, but how is that possible? I pull his hand away from the area that is still burning but not as intensely, and gasp. There before my eyes is an intricate mark covering my side. I lift my eyes to his and stare.

  “What the hell is happening?”

  CAELIUS 4

  I can see the suspicion on her face, the fear slowly taking root. I want to appease her. Lifting my hand, I move it to her face, but she pushes it away. The thought of her rejecting our bond has a knot growing in my stomach. I cannot let her go now that we’re bonded. Not only would it be detrimental to her, but I wouldn’t survive without her anymore.

  “I told you that we are Elementals. We only have one mate. You, Alaia, are my mate.” She shakes her head at my explanation. “I know this is confusing, but I’m sure you can feel the connection we both have with each other.” At my words, she nods, but there is still uncertainty on her face.

  “When I heard you talk, everything within me knew that you were my other half. When we bond, our hearts beat together.” I take her hand and place it on my chest. Her eyes lower to our clasped hands and then lift again to mine. “We are compatible in every way. Once Elementals bond, our connection grows and we become as one. I will need you near me as you will want me near you. We will crave each other’s company, and that never diminishes. If anything, it grows with time.”

  “You are crazy,” she says as she shakes her head and tries to move away from me, but I won’t let that happen until she understands what it means to be a mate.

  “Wait, kitten, let me prove to you what I mean is true.”

  “How can you explain this?” she argues as she points down at her side. “Does this even go away?”

  “No, it doesn’t. Your mark is the same as the one I have on my arm. See?” I turn my arm slightly for her to be able to see the top of my shoulder down to my wrist. My birthmark is the replica of the one she now has on her side, except hers is smaller.

  “What did you do to me? Am I hallucinating?” At her question, I shake my head in answer. “This isn’t possible. A person doesn’t just get a mark out of thin air.”

  “I thought you would realize that there is so much more out there in the world than what people think,” I explain urgently. “You have a gift; all the women here have different gifts. We as Elementals move the elements. It’s not hard to think that there is something out there that can do this.”

  “But I don’t even know you.”

  “You know me better than you think; this connection between us is unique between the Elementals. Only mates can feel it.” I lower my head and take her lips in a blistering kiss that will leave no doubt in her mind that we are meant to be. At first, she doesn’t respond, but then it’s as if a floodgate opens, and she returns the kiss with such passion that I am once again at the brink of taking her. Pulling away, I see her dazed look. “I won’t push you. I will give you time to get used to me and to everyone around here.”

  She doesn’t answer straightaway as she looks at me intently, but then she slowly nods in acquisition, which has the knot in my stomach loosening slightly. I’m about to talk again, when I hear footsteps approaching my room, and I tense. I want more time with Alaia without interruptions, but I understand that her sister is worried about her. “Your sister is about to knock on the door. Do you want me to tell her to leave or let her in?” By her gasp and her rush off my lap to search for her clothes, I can tell she will have me let her sister in. Just then, there is a hard knock on the door.

  “Alaia, I know you’re in there. Open up or I’m coming in,” Sara says angrily as she bangs on the door again. I lean down and pick up my T-shirt from the ground and then slip it over my head. Looking around, I find my jeans and slip them on as I stand and make my way towards the door. I see Alaia struggling with her jeans, and I wait by the door as she wiggles into them, feeling my hardness twitching in reaction.

  She looks over at me, and then I see her face flame in colour at my appreciative look. “Please open the door or she will barge in,” she says worriedly as she looks around. I open the door and step back to let a very irritated Sara in. Gunner is standing behind her with his arms crossed over his chest, a frown on his face.

  “Sorry, Brother, I held her back as long as I could,” he mutters quietly so as not to let the women hear. Sara has hurried into the room and is now standing before Alaia with her hands on her hips.

  “Do you know how worried I was?” Sara says.

  “We both know that you could see I was fine. What is this about?” Alaia says calmly as she raises her brow at her identical sister, but I will never mistake them, as I will always know my woman even if blinded.

  “You were unconscious when you came in, and then when I checked, you were, you know,” Sara says as she points to me and then to her sister. “You are not impulsive. This is not like you.”

  Alaia looks over at me, and I see her eyes travel the length of my body, and then she looks back at her sister. “Have you looked at him?” she whispers to her sister, but unknowingly to them, I can hear her clearly. “You can’t tell me you wouldn’t be impulsive too.” I see Sara look over at me and run her eyes over me too. I raise my brow at them, which has both of them blushing as they quickly look away.

  “Yes, he is hot, but what were you thinking? They are supposed to be helping us. What if now he doesn’t want anything to do with you? I know you, Alaia. You will be hurt.” At her words, I tense as I see my kitten biting her bottom lip. Striding forward, I place my arms around her waist and pull her back against my body.

  “Sara, I understand you are worried about your sister, but I want to assure you that I will never hurt her. All I want is to make her happy and to keep her and you safe.” Sara looks down at my arms that are around Alaia’s waist, and then up to her sister’s face, which I can’t see. She then looks around to Gunner, who is leaning against the doorframe of the room.

  “Can I trust him?” At her words, I look at Gunner and see him nod, which has my curiosity piqued at why she would trust him and why he has taken it onto himself to be her bodyguard. “Okay, then, but know this,” Sara says as she looks back at me, “we have a brother who knows all kinds of martial arts and can defend us. If you hurt her in any way, he will make you pay.”

  “Sara,” Alaia gasps in anger.

  “It’s okay, kitten. Your sister is worried about you.” I like the fact that Sara is looking after her sister, and I have a feeling these two are very close.

  “Draco wants a meeting,” Gunner interrupts, which has the three of us looking over at him as he holds up his phone.

  “What, now?” I ask, knowing that it must be important because Draco would not call me in knowing that I have just bonded.

  “Yeah, afraid so,” he mutters as he stands up straight. I lean down and kiss Alaia gently on the neck before stepping back
and getting my boots on.

  “Why don’t the two of you rest here for as long as you want. As soon as the meeting is over, I will come get you so you can have something to eat,” I offer.

  “Thank you. That will be great,” Alaia says as I turn and make my way towards Gunner. He steps back into the corridor and waits for me to close my bedroom door.

  “Are you okay, Brother?” he asks with a frown. Gunner hasn’t been with us long compared to the others, as he was human, but because of an accident, he nearly died and, because of that, was changed by mistake. Bion’s woman, Brielle, gave him Elemental blood , and that changed him to a superior. He isn’t exactly Elemental, as he can’t bend the elements, but he is faster, hears better, and is stronger than normal. For a short time, we thought he wouldn’t survive the change, but he is strong and made it.

  “I’m good.”

  “How does it feel to be mated? I see the guys with their women, and it’s scary to see how much they need the presence of their women. Doesn’t it ever worry you that your woman won’t want to be your mate?” he asks with a frown.

  “Of course it’s a worry, as we only have one, but remember, whatever we feel, our mate feels the same. Therefore, it’s very rare to have a female who doesn’t want to be bonded with an Elemental,” I state as we enter the courtyard and see Jasmine and Gabriela sitting on the bench with Orion sitting at their feet, playing on a blanket, and the twins sitting in their pram. That has always been something I have craved but have never told anyone.

  To have a mate and children fulfils all my dreams. I will protect Alaia and hopefully any children we may have with my life, and I know that my brothers will always be there too if for some reason I’m not able to protect them.

  “Caelius, is it true?” Gabriela calls out, which has Jasmine looking around at us.

  “Yes.”