A Surrender Of Hope (Umbra Hunters #3)

9. Meyer

NINE

Meyer

O ur mouths collide in a fierce, demanding kiss, making my heart skip a beat and stealing all logical thought with it. Lennox tugs on my hair, a painful pleasure lighting my scalp as he tilts my head to the side, making me moan into his mouth. Our tongues tangle together as his hands run up my back and weave themselves into my hair as he holds me to him, not granting me even a centimeter of space.

“Meyer. ” Nox’s teeth graze my bottom lip as he pulls back for a moment, only to slam his lips back on mine with a growl, lighting up every inch of my body. He dominates our kiss, working my body and setting me on fire as he walks me backward until I’m pressed into the wall with his body crushed to mine. One hand moves from my hair and gently wraps around my neck as he continues to kiss me breathless, moaning into my mouth when I gently bite his lower lip. “Fuck, wait,” he gasps, trying to draw back, but fuck that! I’m about two seconds away from losing my ever-loving mind. I’m so worked up and in need of release. No, not release; I need more than that. I need Lennox in a deep, raw, and primal way I’ve never felt before.

“No,” I growl back, stretching up on my toes, grabbing a fistful of his hair as I kiss him back with everything I have. He curses again, then kisses me back, my body heats, and my back arches to get closer to him, needing that contact. A pained whimper escapes my lips as I claw at every inch of him I can get my hands on.

“I’ve got you, Little Demon,” he whispers against my mouth like he knows the pain I’m in as he presses his knee between my thighs. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I cling to him as his hands grip my ass, lifting me so I can cradle his big frame with my body. I wrap my legs around his hips and let my hands run over his broad shoulders before moving them into his long, black hair. Lennox hums in approval, rolling his hips and grinding his erection against my bare, soaking-wet pussy, making me writhe against him.

“More.” I moan as one of his hands moves to collar my neck, growling into my mouth when I gently bite his lower lip.

“We need to talk first, Meyer. I had to… Shit, I had to bind you to me,” he says between kisses, and I nod, my mind slow to understand his words. “I had to in order to bring you back,” he continues, tearing his lips from mine and trailing hot kisses down my neck to my shoulder, where he inhales and groans, his teeth scraping against the delicate skin there.

I gasp, my head falling back against the wall as Nox keeps kissing and nipping at my heated flesh. “What, what does that mean?” I manage to get out as my mind tries to keep up with this conversation.

“That you’re mine. That if we keep going down this road, there is no going back,” he says with a possessive snarl, making my toes curl. God, yes. That sounds so good.

“Okay,” I agree mindlessly, and Nox curses and tries to pull back. “No!” I shout, clinging to him and rolling my hips against his hard length that’s pressed against me.

“Dammit! You’re not listening, and I refuse to do this unless you truly want it,” he murmurs, pulling back enough for me to look into his eyes.

“I do. I want this,” I admit, my cheeks flaming when he arches a brow.

“How long?” he suddenly asks.

“What?” I gasp as he hitches me further up like he’s afraid I might run if he doesn’t hold me tight.

“How long have you wanted this, Meyer? Just now, since you’ve woken up or…”

“Or!” I cut him off with a nod, hooking my arms around his neck and yanking him back to me, frustrated that he stopped.

“Answer the fucking question,” Nox whispers against my lips, kissing me back with as much, if not more, desperation than me. “How damn long!? I need to know I’m not taking this choice from you.”

My brow furrows, not understanding his words in the least, but I answer him anyway. “Since our kiss outside the wall. After you saved me from the Beastia,” I admit, and just like that, Lennox’s control snaps. He releases a feral growl and grips his oversized shirt I have on, tearing it up and off of me in a single movement.

“Fuuuck,” he groans, his heated green eyes locked with mine before they dart down to my breasts. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he rasps, running a hand down my side, his head tilting predatorily to the side, eyes darkening with lust. Just as fast, he reaches behind him with one hand, gripping the back of his shirt, and I lunge forward, wanting to undress him myself.

I grab the black fabric, tearing it over his head and tossing it at his feet. I almost drool as I look at him: chiseled abs and bronzed skin with a line of dark hair that starts at his belly button and runs past the waistband of his pants.

Tattoos cover the expanse of skin, more black ink showing than bronze skin, and several faint white lines wrap around his torso, scars from some battle, or maybe a Beastia? But even those only enhance his attractiveness; every inch of Lennox Regalis is a well-muscled killing machine. There are two blades sheathed at his side and I grin, loving how he’s armed even here with me. With everything that’s happened in the last few weeks, Nox’s presence and the knowledge that he’s armed only makes me feel more protected. Something I didn’t know I liked until this moment.

I hesitantly reach out a hand, letting the tips of my fingers run over the length of the scars, and smile a little.

“We match,” I whisper, loving how I’m not the only scarred one in this room.

“In more ways than one.” His fingers move to my chin, pressing it up so that he can capture my lips with his. One moment, I’m kissing him with everything I have, pressed against the wall with his big body between my thighs. The next, Nox is spinning us, his hands moving to my waist and tossing me through the air, tearing a startled scream from my lips just as I crash onto the soft bed in the corner of the room.

My arms fly out to push myself up, ready to chew Nox a new asshole, just as his big hand presses against my chest. He leans over me, pants slung low on his waist, as he grabs the knife holster, yanking it from his body and tossing it carelessly to the small bedside table.

“Down,” he commands, lighting up a surge of rebellion as his magic cords around me. I can feel it flickering to life, swirling in the air as it runs over my skin like a lover’s caress. I shiver, trying not to let it distract me as I glare up at Nox.

He grins, his teeth too pointed to be normal as he flicks the button of his pants and shucks them off. “You have to make things difficult, don’t you?” he asks, seeing the defiance in my eyes as his hands move to my waist, and I’m suddenly flipped to my stomach and gasp at the sharp tug on my hip bones as Nox tears my panties from me. I gasp in shock as his arm hooks under my hips, yanking my ass up in the air as his other hand presses to the back of my neck, pinning me down and completely dominating me in under a second.

“What the actual… Oh, shit!” I gasp as he releases my hips, grips my ass and spreads me wide. His warm tongue flicks out and runs up the seam of my sex, making my hips buck back in response, and my eyes slam shut at the sudden intimate touch. “ Yesss ,” I hiss in pleasure as he moans low, sending vibrations through me.

“Fucking perfect.” I try to look over my shoulder, but with the way Nox has me pinned to the bed, I can’t see a thing. Shifting my hips, I try to hook my ankle around his thigh so I can throw him to the side, but I end up gasping in shock when Lennox’s hand cracks against my bare ass cheek, the stinging pain going straight to my clit. My mouth drops open in shock, eyes wide as I shake my head.

Oh, hell no he didn’t.

“D-did you just spank me? Do you not care about your balls because I’m going to?—”

Smack, smack, smack.

“Stop moving,” he demands, spanking me three times in a row and tearing a startled squeak from me in response. His hand cracks against my skin harder than the first time as he ignores my question, still licking and sucking on my clit. I groan when he inserts a long, thick finger. “You’re dripping, Little Demon,” he mutters, pulling his finger almost entirely out of my soaking wet center, then adds a second, making me buck against his hand and earning me another smack on the ass. “And damn fucking tight. Shit, I need you to relax.”

“I’m trying,” I gasp as his fingers scissor inside me, stretching my cunt as I rock my hips into his hot mouth.

“Hold still,” he commands, sitting back on his knees and watching as his fingers slowly sink into me, going to the first knuckle, then the second. Lennox growls in approval, drawing his fingers out and adding a third, making me release a pained groan as he stretches me to my limit.

“Fuck, fuck, Nox!” My fingers fist the blankets as my body slowly opens for him.

“That’s it, Meyer. Get loud for me. Ride my fingers, and let me hear you. Just like that… good girl,” he praises as the bed shifts under our weight and something hits the ground. He finally releases my neck, gripping my ass and spreading me wide as his warm tongue flicks out, hitting my clit as he gently pulls his fingers from me.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls before he sits up. “So fucking perfect for me. I need to be inside you. Now.” His hands caress my ass before moving and grabbing my thighs. “Tell me again, Meyer. Tell me you want this. I swear I’ll stop if you want me to,” he grinds out as I feel the swollen hard head of his cock brush against my center.

“I want this. You. I want you, Lennox,” I say as firmly as I can, needing him to know I’m fully aware of this situation.

“Thank the Gods,” he rasps, his words are all the warning I have as he shoves his hard, thick length into me in one brutal thrust. I scream as he impales me, my eyes slamming shut as I try to keep myself relaxed enough to take him.

He forces himself into my body, all the way to the base, without a hint of remorse; his hips stay flush with my ass as I instinctively try to move forward. Nox growls in response, his fingers digging into my hips, pushing me down into the bed and keeping me in place as I gasp in pain and delight.

“Shhh,” he whispers, leaning over my back and pressing his chest against my heated skin in an oddly comforting gesture as he stays deep inside me.

“Oh! Shit! You’re big,” I moan, wiggling my hips, trying to adjust to him, but shit, I don't think that's happening this go around.

“No, I’m the perfect fit for this tight cunt. You were fucking made for me, Meyer,” he responds, his hands moving from my hips, running up my spine as he sits back up, his eyes moving, fixating on where we’re connected. “Fuck, watching your little pussy stretch open for my cock does things to me that terrify me, Meyer. I don’t think there’s anything I won’t do for you,” he admits, exhaling sharply.

I feel his dick jerk in me, setting off a whole new wave of ecstasy, and I whimper, holding my breath as I feel every inch of this man; his words are as much a turn-on as his amazing cock inside me.

“Breathe, Little Demon,” Nox commands, his body trembling above me. His hands run up my sides, stroking my skin before he places them on the bed in front of me, ensuring my submission and his control. At this moment, I give it willingly, needing him to move, to feel his cock sink in and out of me. Not because I want him to dominate me, but because I know he will become just as undone as I am, and that’s something I need.

My core burns as he slowly pumps in and out of me. His thumb moves down to my clit, circling the bundle of nerves with soft strokes, making my cunt tighten and constrict around his thick length. Damn, this is so much more intense than I thought it would be.

I feel the stretch and burn as he forces my body to accept his, not willing to wait any longer for me to get used to his size. My muscles spasm and squeeze around his cock as he pulls back, then miraculously drives himself deeper. His hips piston into me at a brutally fast pace, filling the ache inside of me as he moans, the sound encouraging me to push myself back on him.

“Oh, my God,” I say as I shake under his touch, his hand moving to collar the back of my neck. Nox releases another guttural moan.

“So. Fucking. Good,” he growls, snapping his hips forward with each word. His hips pull back and snap forward, making me cry out as he sinks further in. My eyes water as pleasure sweeps through my body, heat rippling from me as his black magic swirls around me, moving over my heated skin down my arms and wrapping itself around my wrists. I can feel something between us, connecting us in every way as Nox prowls over me.

“I’m going to come,” I pant out, trying to move my hands, but Nox’s magic has full control, not letting me move an inch.

“Not yet,” he demands, and I almost growl at his words.

“What?! I can't stop that!” I argue back, straining against his magic. Nox releases a dark chuckle just before I feel his hand come back down on my ass again, causing my inner walls to clamp down around him, my release building to impossible levels. My back bows and Lennox’s cock swells inside of me, dragging against my inner walls. My fingers claw at the blankets I can reach as Nox curses, reaching under me, strumming my clit, and prolonging the punishing waves of pleasure. He suddenly pinches my sensitive bud, making me scream as I orgasm hard and fast around him.

He groans, releasing a breathy, “ Fuckkkk, ” as he stills above me, his breathing heavy as my body turns to jelly under him. “I said not yet,” he snarls, his hips snapping into me, making my legs quiver.

“You shouldn’t have pinched my clit then. You damn cocky Viking!” I snap back, then gasp as he pulls completely out of me, my fluttering sex clamping down on nothing, making me feel so damn empty. “Nox!” I shout as he picks me up like I weigh nothing, flipping me onto my back, his eyes alight with a gleam I’ve never seen as he lowers his face, bringing it level with my exposed cunt.

“Hmm. Fine, let’s see how many I can get out of you. Shall we? Now, be a good girl, and come for me again,” he whispers just as his hot tongue licks from my clit to my ass and back again.

“Holy shit!” I cry out, head rolling to the side, hands moving and weaving them into Nox’s hair, gripping onto him like he’s a lifeline. His hands move up my body, cupping my breasts just before he rolls my nipples between his fingers, making my back arch up off the bed. His tongue licks and sucks at my clit, then slides lower and pushes into my throbbing cunt. This time, when I come, I do it with Lennox’s name on my lips, my body seizing, powerless against the storm of pleasure.

Nox crawls over me, his lips taking mine in a savage kiss, muffling my screams as he lifts my legs and wraps them around his waist. He notches himself back at my entrance and, in one pulse, thrusts back into me.

A long, satisfied groan falls past my lips as he tears his mouth from mine, allowing me to breathe as he fucks into my body. I stare up at him, his black hair is wild, matching his crazed eyes and corded muscles. His hands are planted on either side of my head, his body rolling into mine like we’re performing a dance only we know, and there’s an intimacy between us, his eyes locked with mine, our bodies connected. I both love and hate how vulnerable it makes me feel. I know I can trust Nox with my life, but this is hitting emotions so much deeper than I thought he had for me.

I look away, not sure how to handle it, but in an instant, Nox grabs my chin, forcing me to look back at him. “Eyes on me, Little Demon,” he whispers, sweat gleaming on his tanned skin, his chest heaving in time with my own. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I hitch my ankles at the top of his ass, allowing him to pump into me deeper and deeper, the wet sounds of our fucking echoing in the room around us.

My pussy starts to flutter around his cock, and he leans close, nestling into my neck. I pant as he jerks inside me as I arch my hips and clench as hard as I can around him, setting off my next orgasm with an intensity that blurs my vision, making him throw his head back and roar his release, hot cum filling me as he jerks inside of my body. Wave after wave of utter bliss washes over me as black magic dances along my skin, moving from me to Nox and then back again. Binding us so close together that I don’t know where I end and he begins.

Nox groans, his arms shaking as he collapses on me, cursing as he catches himself, then rolls to make sure he doesn’t completely pancake me under him. His movement makes his still hard length slide from my battered sex, and I groan as his big arms wrap around me, bringing my back to his front as he curls around my body protectively.

“That was…” I trail off, not sure what to say. “Good,” I say, then cringe. Fuck that was awkward.

That was good? Really? That's all I can come up with?

Mind-blowing, amazing, life-altering—all of those words would have been better descriptors, but to be fair, they would only inflate this man’s ego more, and he definitely doesn’t need that. My eyes flutter shut as Nox snorts in amusement, and I feel his lips press against the back of my neck.

“That was good, and you weren’t too bad yourself. Color me impressed,” he teases, chuckling when I elbow him in the gut.

“When I can stand without my legs shaking, I’m totally kicking your ass for that comment,” I threaten, exhaustion flooding me as I relax into his warm body.

“I’ll look forward to it,” he whispers back, his body melting into mine. I tense for a moment, a flicker of worry threading through my mind, but Nox shakes his head, somehow knowing what I’m concerned about.

“Valen is still asleep and relaxed; Creed is with him. I promised you I would watch over him, and I will. Get some sleep, Meyer. I’ll make sure everyone is safe until you wake back up,” he promises. For once, I listen to him without argument, falling into a deep and restful sleep.