Swamp Kings 1 (Bayou Bishops #18)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Fin found Elenore in the crowd and shot a line of power at her, lassoing her blood and turning her to him. The shock on her face doubled when their eyes met and he tugged the line, forcing her toward him. His power spread out to the bodies near her, latching on to veins and directing them away from her path as he drew her to him. The second she was in touching distance, he pulled her body into his and grabbed her stubborn jaw, giving her a kiss with his Finishing power. His tongue launched a war with hers, stabbing and slashing until her blood boiled with his desire.

“Do you feel that, Elenore?” he asked as he consumed her. “The heat in your blood?” He squeezed her jaw harder, drawing her whimper as he owned every crevice of her mouth. “I’m using my power on your beautiful body. And I dare you to lie and say you don’t love it and crave it.” He took her lower lip between his teeth, his breaths shaking with dizzying need. “I’m taking you to our room and I’m becoming one with you. And I hope with all that I am that you try to deny me. ”

He lifted her in his arms and engaged his electromagnetic shield, cocooning them from any interruption as he headed for the coordinates he’d remotely entered into the Quantum King Nebula. He didn’t care a thing about social etiquette or the dozen eyes all over them or that he hadn’t gotten clearance for his actions and intentions. If he was in violation, his powers would stop him. This day he would end every burning question regarding the boundaries of their relationship. If there was a limit, his very DNA would tell him all about it. And once it did, he would Fetch, Fathom, and Finish ways around all of them should he so desire it. Because as of two days ago, the symbiotic powers between him and his brothers had completed. And no force on earth could stop them from having what they deemed necessary to obtain. Especially not his female.

Even as his sexual announcement to her produced equal portions of arousal and terror, he fetched it was attached to her past. And he fathomed how to learn its details. Then it was all him. Finishing it. Finishing her . Only time and distance remained between him and what he needed to crush in her sweet spirit.

Once he had her inside their private room with the door locked and his powers anchored in her blood, he pointed to the sofa. “Sit, Elenore.”

Her entire vascular network clenched with adrenalin as she did as ordered. Fin stood before the couch, readying his blood kinesis power to begin his persuasive interrogation. “I have questions for you, Elenore. And you will answer them.”

****

A sharp breath of dread blasted from Elenore’s mouth, bringing that burning agony to her beautiful husband’s face. Oh how he longed for her and she longed for him. She always knew she’d have to tell him but the longer she waited, the harder it got. And now she sat, strapped to the sofa by terror, tears streaming at what was finally coming. But she didn’t want him to use his powers to drag it from her because it was not what he wanted to do, and she never wanted to make him do anything that pained him! Ever!

“I will tell you!” she sobbed, wiping her face.

He stared at her then came to the sofa, kneeling before her. “Elenore,” he soothed, sending her flying into his immaculate body, clinging tightly.

“I don’t want you to know, I never want you to know!”

“I must know, my Little Heaven. So that I can Finish it.”

She shook her head in his chest. “There is nothing to finish, it’s already finished!”

“It haunts you,” he whispered. “And I will not have my little one haunted. Let me have it. ”

“You can’t have it,” she swore, shaking her head. “And even if you could, I would never want it to touch you! It’s enough that it touched me, but not you, not the one I love more than my own life!”

Heat erupted in her veins and his mouth crashed down on hers, drowning her instantly in a dizzying bliss. God, yes, this was all she needed, all she ever needed. All the things that may haunt her were consumed by him. His unfathomable love and devotion. He healed whatever remained shattered in her. He’d already finished it. But when they would make love, he’d see it, he said he would! That cruel darkness, that horrific hell! How dare it reach into her life now and touch him?

“It isn’t fair,” she gasped as his mouth drew her blood to the surface of her skin everywhere he kissed. “You should never know such pain, or such wicked darkness.”

His mouth was back on hers, fingers trembling as he held her face. “My love,” he croaked, gliding his perfect lips on hers. “Do you not know… that I am born of darkness? It is your light that I should never know. I am the darkness of dark itself. It dreads my name. Just as I… dreaded the light.”

His words stole the breath from her very soul, filling her with shock and confusion. “What do you mean you dreaded… the light?” she gasped, covering her mouth. “Why ever would you?”

“Because I never knew it,” he whispered .

Oh glorious heavenly Father. He never knew light?

My Little Heaven .

She was his heaven! He was not supposed to save her , she was the light for him !

The sudden turn in the tide launched her on him, fighting to remove his clothes. “Make love to me, husband! Oh yes,” she gasped when he immediately began undressing her. She stood on the couch and kissed him, their breaths like lovers, clashing and becoming one on a battlefield. “I have you my husband,” she wept as he finally lay them on the couch. “I will always protect you with my light!”

****

Her beautiful declaration sent Fin’s powers flying in every direction, blasting first through her then the building and forest around them. She would protect him with her light. He kissed her, his cock sliding to the very depths of his Little Heaven, sending another wave of power through both of them. In a single horrific flash, he watched his sweet angel suffer many dirty hells. He forced himself to see every single second of it then plunged his Finishing power inside her where such a wickedness hid and encountered something unfathomable. He found her . Smiling at him with that blinding light he craved to protect while never daring touch it .

Before he could hide himself, she wrapped him in her delicate arms and filled him up with every bit of herself, her tinkling laughter echoing in his blood and bones. In his chest. Where his human heart pounded with such power. A power he’d never Fetched. A force he’d never Fathomed. A love he’d never Finished. Fin clung to all of it with every ounce of his wicked might even as his little human rose up in him, higher and higher, her begs for more a tribute to this power.

She blasted the forbidden heaven right in his ear. “My Fin! Yes! Oh yes! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

Fin’s climax descended, a vortex of power, detonating in a seismic wave that tore through their blood, vibrating every cell. Her genetic codes opened for him and fused with his, forging a bond so powerful it reverberated through her, sealing her mind and blood with his unyielding will.

Brother…

Fin realized his mind had been blown so wide open, his brothers felt it from miles away, adding even more of what quaked through him. Synaptic shock and marvel was a close replica of what he felt.

Elenore’s sweet giggles drew him back to the proper stratosphere. “Are you okay?”

His breath rushed out in awe that she was able to speak when he could barely think. “I… may have died somehow. ”

Her delighted laughter caused a warm surge of that unfathomable energy he’d felt in her. From the light. He’d never forget it. Would it remain in him? Was this her power? Would he get hers the way she got his? Dare he hope?

She pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him, submerging him in the tingling air bubbles as she smiled on his lips. “That was profoundly wonderful!” she cried. “When can we do it again? I thought it was going to be terribly painful, I spent so many nights worrying! But it was like a rollercoaster ride through the universe, and I haven't even been on a rollercoaster in my life, but I knew—”

He kissed her with a hunger, and she moaned when his cock gave its answer. “My beautiful human,” he whispered as he began to move inside her again. “To think, I haven’t even given you an orgasm.”

She moaned, already lost to the flames. “I don’t know what you mean,” she said, her eyes drunk with pleasure on him. “Every cell in my body had one of those.”

One of those. Had she never experienced one? He rose up and pulled out of her, chuckling at the worried offense on her lovely face. “I will bathe you, wife. And you will experience my lovemaking with an orgasm. It will take you beyond the universe, where rollercoasters are not permitted to go. ”

She found that outrageously funny as he scooped his laughing angel off the sofa and carried her to the bathroom.

****

Elenore felt absolutely drunk on love and she never wanted to come down from such heights. Her beautiful husband sat her on the vanity and turned to run her bath in the neat claw foot tub in the spacious room. All while he was naked.

“Are you cold?” he asked when he stood, his forever angry gaze lowering to her breasts. She swung her legs, smiling as he walked up to her, eyes still riveted. She covered them with her hands, and he looked at her.

She stifled a laugh at his expression. “You’re scaring my breasts,” she teased.

He wasn't buying it. “I always look like this.”

She nodded with raised brows. “I know and you’re terrifying.”

He angled his head at her. “My human doesn’t look scared.”

She shook her head at him. “I’m not. Anymore.”

“You’re not allowed to hide your beauty from me.”

“No?” she wondered with a smile.

“No,” he said, still so serious, tugging her hands away from her breasts. Now his angry gaze covered them. “They are mine to crave.” He leaned in and opened his perfect mouth, filling it with nearly half her breast. A deep growl vibrated in his chest, tingling on her nipple. The sight and feel of him doing such a thing had her clutching his head while her blood did that amazing thing again. It felt like it was bubbling in her veins but not burning and in that moment, it was becoming very concentrated where his mouth was and right on her clitoris. A warm, gentle wave spreading outward.

“Fin,” she moaned, opening her legs, needing more of something.

His mouth moved up to hers, breathless and still full of those vibrations as his silky full lips pressed into hers, every which hungry way and his hands captured her hips. The sensation in her privates was now a pulse with a long heartbeat and her cries turned indecent as she held his face and tried to kiss him back with the same perfection.

Her efforts seemed to unhinge him, and he snatched her from the counter, forcing her legs around him. His body boiled under the silky muscles, and she moved her privates against the delicious feel, turning his kisses ravenous as his strong fingers pressed into her butt and helped her.

“Fin,” she gasped when he broke the kiss and looked between them .

“Elenore,” he swore hotly. He looked at her, the harsh intention in his lust-drenched gaze sending a ripple through her blood and body.

“Fin,” she called, worried, flicking her hips faster on him, needing the delicious whatever he was building. “Oh! Please,” she gasped, her mouth opening more as it built so very perfectly.

He looked between them, his growls flowing out and through her, seeming focused on her clitoris. “I’m setting you on fire, my Elenore,” he whispered, locking his drunk gaze back on hers. “Do you love this burn?”

He was doing it? Oh mercy.

A hot moan strained out of her as she nodded. “Don’t stop… I want you.”

He traced her open lips with his tongue, a seductive trail leading to his heaven. “Tell me,” he whispered. “You want my tongue, angel? Right where it’s burning hot?”

She gasped at those words and all the heat left with his growl as he carried her to their bed. He sat with her then reclined back, pulling her onto his glorious hard body. He positioned her on his waist then gripped her butt and moved her to his chest.

What on earth was he doing? She held his wrists, watching his gaze move up her body. He stared into her eyes and the heat in her clit returned very slowly. “Put your pussy on my mouth, Elenore,” he said. “And I will light your whole body on fire. ”

His mouth !

“My… bath,” she remembered, shame and pure lust making her pant.

“I changed my mind, Little Heaven,” he said. “I want to taste your pussy after I’ve had it for the first time. Give it to me before I get impatient.”

The hot whisper burned with a wicked lust. But mercy… on his mouth!

She dared not find out what happened at the end of his patience. Dare she? Surely not this second or even this day.

She raised up and carefully lifted her knee and he showed her where he wanted it, helping her know what to do with the other one.

Oh God, he was really going to do this! She covered her mouth with a hand when she was in place and he grabbed her hips, pulling her down, right to his mouth!

His lips pressed right on her pussy and his tongue slithered all over bringing a pleasure so shocking that she grabbed his head with many sharp breaths.

He moaned with his mouth open, and the sound was nastier than anything she’d ever heard. That fire was back in her clitoris and now her breasts too. She grabbed them when the nipples throbbed along with her clit. “Oh my God!”

She couldn’t keep her hips still while the heat demanded she push for it, harder and faster .

Fin covered her hands over her breasts with a growl, making her squeeze them. Everything was burning so hot, she could only love it as she flicked herself along his mouth.

His lips covered her clit, and she pressed into the growing suction. “Fin, oh!”

He gave a greedy moan, squeezing her hands over her breasts harder, the tip of his tongue moving right on her clit with a firm, tantalizing rhythm that was unbearably delicate. Every nerve in her body converged on that one point as her muscles tightened with the quiver of her thighs.

The pressure mounted higher and electric sparks of pleasure began flying through her. “Fin! Oh Fin!” Her heartbeat raced faster, syncing with the rhythm of his tongue until the hot, wet sensation of his mouth against her was all she could think and feel. What erupted inside her happened right where his mouth moaned then radiated out in powerful wave after wave that electrified every fiber in her muscles! It held her in this state for many seconds, a time only ecstasy could measure, then gently, so very gently, returned her to her own body where she could now hear and feel, smell and taste.

Her shocking moans filled her ears right as she realized she was still sitting right on his mouth! And he was holding her up with his strong hands because all her bones were happily floating around in her body. She’d never imagined such… such …

He lifted her a little and kissed her privates before setting her on his chest. The sight of his sexy smile, glistening from her privates brought a stunned gasp.

He pulled her leg close and wiped his mouth on her inner thigh as if reading all about the mortification in her mind. He then put his hands behind his head and angled it. “Tell me all about it,” he said, his smile tugging on the side directly connected to her heart which seemed directly connected to her hormones with him.

She considered his request, and her astonishment returned about all of it. “So very many things!” she gushed, breathless still.

His gaze lowered to her breast and his hands followed, covering the modest mounds so easily. “Tell me every single one, Little Heaven.”

The idea to tell such a thing met up with the idea that she could and should. He was more than her husband, he was her soul mate. Truly. They spent so much time fighting each other she suddenly realized she’d missed him terribly . Missed the man she was supposed to become one with.

“Your current expression has me very curious,” he informed, his caresses on her breasts so very soft and tender. “I’m trying not to Fathom it because I want to learn these things from my wife’s beautiful lips. ”

Those words replaced all the tension in her body with dreamy mushy bones.

“That’s better,” he mused. “Did you like it?”

His question brought her back to the moment of her orgasm, producing a gasp. “Like it!” Another several gasps flew out as her brain fired up. “It was just like you said, husband! I went beyond the universe, way way way past!”

His big smile melted her heart. “Do not spare a single exquisite detail.”

Joy surged through her as she squeezed his fingers, returning to the impossible moment. “When it happened, it was like… being taken up in an electrical storm. Truly!” she cried at his impressed raised brows. “Every… fiber of my being was its own little universe blowing apart! I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t hear or see! It got everything! My lungs and vocal cords and even my bones!”

She couldn’t keep back her giggles when his beautiful laughter came.

“But I had you,” he said, his smile soft like his hands on her breasts.

“And a good thing,” she assured watching him slowly sober as he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers.

“I will always have my sweet light.”

His words pierced her through and through as she remembered her earlier revelation .

She quickly lowered onto him, needing to feel every inch of her magnificent husband. She turned his face to her and gave him the very best kiss she knew how to give and when she was done, she looked down into his blue, piercing gaze. “My light… is now your light. And I will always protect you from any darkness.”

He stroked her cheek with his thumb as he consumed her with the raw emotion in his gaze. “I never once Fetched such a thing, my Elenore. I never once Fathomed… this miracle.” He took her face in his hands and kissed her with heartbreaking tenderness, his breath hot and unsteady on her mouth. “My Little Heaven…” he whispered, the ache in his beautiful voice piercing her. “You have Finished me .”