Masked Fate (Fated Love #3)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Pandora

Flashbacks hit me the second I wake up. Soren fucked me until the sun came up. I must have come at least six times, and he came twice before I passed out from sheer exhaustion. He probably could have kept going—his stamina is insane. It was by far the best night of my life, and I can’t find it in me to regret it. Turning to face him, I find him still fast asleep on his back, his dark lashes fanning his cheeks. One arm is above his head, which is turned toward me. The sheets are pooled at his waist, giving me a close-up look at his body. I watch the steady rise and fall of his hard chest. Unable to help myself, I trace my finger along the hard muscles of his abdomen while my heart hammers in my chest.

I had daydreamed about having a moment like this with him for as long as I can remember.

He is perfection.

Sculpted from the fates themselves.

Every inch of him is hard.

My mate is built for fucking and fighting.

And worshiping a woman’s body because that’s exactly what he did last night.

The golden glow of magic around us was ethereal, pushing me toward connecting myself to him. I almost told him to just fucking do it, but I’m glad I didn’t.

I need to listen to my head instead of my pussy.

My fingers trail lower until I touch the muscled Vs on his lower hips, leading to his massive cock, which is currently hard, tenting the sheets. I lift my head to find his hungry, heavy-lidded gray eyes already pinned on me. A low sound rumbles in his chest. “Keep going,” he growls, lifting his hands behind his head, watching me. Pushing the silk away, I lick my lips as I stare at his beautiful dick. He didn’t give up any control last night, dominating my body, so I never got the chance to explore. My finger trails over the piercing in its head, and Soren makes a deep, sexy sound in the back of his throat. Stroking him slowly, I lower my tongue and swipe it over him. Knowing there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to fit all of him into my mouth, I try anyway, pushing him all the way to the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” he groans, wrapping my hair around his fist. “Look at me while you suck my cock, Pandora.”

Fates.

His dominant tone will have me doing anything he tells me to.

It’s so fucking sexy.

Lifting my gaze, I don’t look away while I lick and suck him, my eyes watering when I take him too far and gag on his length. His eyes darken, showing me he likes that, so I do it again.

He pulls me back by my hair, using it to control me, then slowly lowers my mouth back on him. “You like it when I feed you my cock, don’t you, little witch?”

My pussy pulses at his words.

“Tap my thigh if it’s too much.”

Whimpering, I nod as he continues to take control. “I’m going to come in your mouth, and you’re going to swallow every drop.”

I’ve never swallowed before.

With August, I panicked and spat it out.

But when Soren comes, I take it all down easily, my eyes locked on his face as pleasure consumes him. It’s intense and intimate, and I can’t look away.

Once he’s finished, I keep licking him, his cock still spasming.

When he speaks, his voice is low and rough. “Come here, sweetheart.”

Okay, I like him calling me that a little too much. Straddling him, I lean forward and plant a kiss on his mouth. He cups the back of my head, deepening the kiss until I’m all but panting.

“I could get used to waking up like this,” he murmurs against my lips as I seat myself on his big cock, moaning as he fills me up so tightly.

“Me, too,” I whisper, riding him slowly. He sucks my nipples into his mouth, biting down until my movements increase, needing more.

“You take this cock so well,” he rumbles. “You’re soaked.”

Suddenly, he grips my hips, the fierce, heated look in his gray eyes lets me know I’m about to be thoroughly fucked. He rolls me onto my back, my legs up around his shoulders as he drives inside me over and over again until I’m screaming. I’m almost embarrassed by how wet I am, my inner thighs coated, but Soren stares at where we are joined and moans, gritting out a curse as he finishes.

“Fuck, that was hot.” He peppers kisses all over my face. He then studies me, an undefined emotion flickering in his eyes. “You’re everything I hoped my mate would be. That and more.”

“You had a very different opinion about me before,” I remind him, slowly building my walls back up.

“I know, and I’m sorry. I was an asshole,” he admits, resting his forehead against mine. “Can you forgive me?”

Can I?

It’s easy to simply say yes, but I know some of the hurtful things he said and did aren’t just going to go away because I’m his mate now, and he decided I am good enough. “I’ll try.”

He buries his face into my neck. “I’ve never gone down on a female before. You’re the first. And you’ll be my last. Not to mention, I’ve never woken up with a female before. I’ve never trusted anyone enough to sleep next to them.”

Wait! What?

“Are you serious?” I ask, gripping the back of his neck. “You’ve never… then how were you so good?”

And he never slept next to any of his pets?

Does that mean he already trusts me?

He laughs a deep, delicious sound. “I just did what was natural and followed your body’s responses. You tell me without words what you like, sweetheart. I just need to listen.”

He lifts his head to kiss me. “I never kissed all those other females, either. It was too personal. Too intimate. I know you think you’ve had to share me with a lot of other women, but maybe not in all the ways you think.”

“They still got some of you,” I whisper against his lips.

“Never again,” he says, deepening the kiss. “When I’m in, I’m in. I’ll be nothing but loyal to you. I might have fucked a lot of females, little witch, but I’ve only made love to you. None of them compare to you. No one before you even counts.”

He watches me with male satisfaction, a possessive gleam in his eyes.

He’s saying all the right things, finally using his charm on me, but I don’t know how much I can trust it.

Some people want to complete their bond because it gives them more power and magic. Soren has never even mentioned my magic. In fact, I don’t think he even knows exactly what I can do.

He doesn’t care.

He only wants his fated mate, even if it comes in the form of a witch belonging to the family line of females who once hurt him.

I think Soren needs control because there was a time when he didn’t have any.

And that time was because of my own flesh and blood.

Monsters.

They come in all shapes and forms.

I’m just glad both of them are now dead, which gives me even more power.

“I need to go back,” I say as he runs his big hand down my back.

“I’m coming with you,” he replies like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“Soren—”

His eyes drift to my mouth. “I’m not ready to leave you. I only just found you, and we aren’t bonded. I’m going to go fucking crazy if you leave me behind.”

Shit.

“I’m just going to make sure everything is okay after Ebony…” I trail off, not even wanting to mention her name after what I heard last night. “Kainan will be running things, but I need to check in. And then, if Rave wants me to join them when they go to the Incubus Kingdom, I will.”

His mouth opens, and a sudden look of uncertainty spreads across his handsome face. “So you don’t want me to come?”

Fuck.

“Ah, no. There’s no need, Soren.”

“No?” he repeats the word like he’s never heard it before. “You’re mine , little witch. That means where you go, I go.”

Fates.

This male is known as being the best tracker in all eight kingdoms.

If he wants to follow me, nothing is going to stop him.

And how a badass warrior who fucks like a god can also make me melt with just a look is concerning.

He’ll have me wrapped around his little finger if I let him.

“Come, shower with me,” he murmurs, leading me to his bathroom.

We slide under the warm water together, and I’m surprised when he gently washes my hair and body. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so cared for. The way he focuses on me so raptly is intense but in a good way.

Does he do this to all of his pets?

Is that why they are always hoping for another taste of this?

Of him?

“What are you thinking about?” he asks me, pulling me back to the moment.

I shake my head, closing my eyes and letting the water wash over me. When I sense his movements, I open my eyes again, only to find him kneeling on the floor in front of me, looking up at me.

“I’ve never been on my knees for a woman,” he says, running his fingers up my thighs. My pussy starts to pulse like it has its own heartbeat. He lifts my right leg and puts it over his shoulder, his face right in front of my sex.

Holy shit.

Looking down at him, this male known as Master, kneeling before me, is intoxicating.

He’s giving me another first.

He’s submitting to me.

But I know I’d be a fool to think I was the one in control.

And then his tongue swipes over me, and my hands are buried in his thick, blond hair, trying to pull him closer to me, silently begging for more.

“Eyes on me, little witch,” he growls in a low, dangerous tone.

A small cry of pleasure leaves me as I follow his command, our gazes locking and holding.

And then he lifts my other leg over his shoulder and stands with me, pushing me back against the wall to hold me immobile as he eats my pussy like it’s his last meal.

Holding onto his hair to try and balance myself, I know it’s all over when Soren sucks on my clit and slides two fingers inside me, pushing me over the edge.

When I can’t take anymore, he lifts his face, the picture of male satisfaction. “I’m still hungry.”

“Fuck. Soren…”

“I’ve got a lot to make up for,” he purrs, swiping his tongue over me. “I’m going to clean this messy pussy before I fuck it.”

And then he starts eating me again, sending me into another orgasm. “I’m going to ruin you for any other male, little witch. Mine .”

I’d never admit it out loud, but he already has.