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“Are you trying to get fucked again? Because this is how you get fucked,” I said, because hearing him speak to me that way, it was everything I’d hoped for whenever I thought about my mate and if I’d ever find him.

“I’m all for fucking again, baby.”

I smiled and kissed him. “About your idea, I agree. We need to build our pack up, by adding at least another thousand wolves of the worthiest humans,” I said.

He nodded. “Then, we’ll start tomorrow. For now, I want my tongue in your ass. I wanna eat my cum out of that creamy pie of yours.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Well, you’ll get no resistance from me.” I turned around and raised up out of the tub so Elliot could eat my ass. As his tongue swirled around my sensitive hole, lapping the cum he had deposited, I smiled thinking about what our future held as the most powerful beings in the world.

Chapter twenty

Deacon

Istirredinthebed. Elijah had his arms wrapped around me and I turned to him and kissed his forehead. He was snuggled in a way where he could rest his head on my chest. God, he was so perfect. I played with his hair, brushing it from his face as I lightly massaged his scalp. Eventually, he opened his eyes and looked up at me.

“Hey, baby,” he said.

I smiled. “Hey.”

“I’ve got to piss,” he said, then rolled away from me and climbed out of the bed. He walked into the bathroom, not bothering to close the door.

I lay in the bed looking up at the ceiling, and thought about everything that had happened. My pack was so much stronger now. Faster, enough to match a vampire’s speed equal to our age. Our bones were sturdier and we healed faster too, which was so shocking. I thought wolves healed fast before, but our healing factor now was astonishing. And for fire and dragon venom to no longer be the life threat to us that they once were meant everything. Swearing my subservience to Ara, though unfortunate, was also worth it.

I could hear the shower running and I decided to join my mate. His back was to me when I opened the door and he turned around, smiling at me. “I’ve got to piss,” I told him. His smile became mischievous as he lowered himself to his knees before me. He opened his mouth and looked up at me with adoring eyes. “You’re such a fucking dirty cock and piss slut,” I told him, then gripped my dick and aimed. I moaned in pleasure as my stream left my slit and hit Elijah’s face, then his opened mouth. He let it fill his mouth, then I pissed on his chest and cock until I was done. I dropped down in front of him, kissing him, my piss flowing between us as our tongues caressed.

“I’m yours to use however you want, Deacon,” Elijah said once our kiss was broken.

I rose, then reached down, grabbing his chin and forcing him to rise to his feet, which he did. I kissed him roughly, biting his bottom lip until it bled. I growled in my lust, which seemed more intense than it used to be. I pulled back and turned him around and shoved him face first against the tiled wall of the shower. Water washed over us, giving our skin a gentle massage, which was making all of this that much more enjoyable. I pressed my body against his, making sure my hard cock slid between his ass cheeks. I reached up, grabbing his hair, and yanked his head back.

“Ah!” Eli gasped, but didn’t fight back. I knew he wouldn’t. He needed me to treat him like this from time to time. Needed my aggression, my raw passion.

I snapped my teeth at him and his eyes literally rolled in his head. “Yeaah, I know you want this, baby.” I leaned close to his ear, nipping his lobe a little. “Who do you belong to?”

“Fuck, Deacon… I’m so hard,” Eli said.

I slapped his ass cheek, making sure to leave a mark.

“Ow!” he yelped.

“Answer my fucking question. You know I don’t repeat myself,” I said, then growled in warning.

He pressed his ass closer to my aching cock and moaned like a bitch in heat. “You, Master, I belong to you.”

“That’s right, you do. Always and forever,” I said, then released his hair. I ran my hand down the middle of his back all the way to his perfect mounds. I grabbed them, massaging the firm cheeks. “Every inch of you is mine.”

“Yes, Master,” Elijah replied.

I leaned forward, biting his flesh hard enough to leave teeth marks, but not break his skin. I moved down, nipping him along the way and he whimpered with each bite. When I got to his ass, I bit both cheeks, growling as I did, and I felt Elijah’s body grow weak. His legs trembled as if he were about to fall out. I gripped the back of his thighs, then bit them too. I looked up at him, his eyes were closed, lips parted, and a look of pure rapture in his expression.

I slapped both of his cheeks, the sound loud as it echoed off the walls and glass of the shower. Water splashed in my face, but I didn’t care. I did it over and over as Eli cried out and yelped. His skin was red where my palms had made contact, but only for a second thanks to our enhanced healing. His cock was so painfully hard, the tip was purple. I smiled as I parted his cheeks, then leaned forward.

“Ooohhh, my god,” Elijah purred as I tongued his hole.

I tickled his wrinkles with the tip of my tongue, then circled his hairy hole before sliding my tongue inside. He tasted so good, everything that was Elijah, and I loved it. I wrapped my lips around his pucker and just went to town on him until he begged me to stop because he was about to cum.

“Please, Master… please stop… I… can’t… I can’t… hold back,” he pleaded.

I pulled back and reached between his legs and slapped his sensitive balls.