Escaping Destiny (20 page)

He said nothing; his eyes just watched my
movements as if he was memorizing each line, every curve of my
body. Those eyes shifted, and when I blinked, they were obsidian.
His body shimmered and his brands pulsed with life. He cracked his
neck as the pulse in his jaw ticked. He stepped closer and ran his
thumb over my face before he released it to grab the chain that
hung above my head.

“You will have no control this time. He’s
going to be hungry and demanding. If you don’t want this, Synthia,
tell me now.”

“I can handle the beast,” I replied, finding
the thought of finally knowing what was taking me thrilling. I’d
always thought that Ryder had something inside of him, and even
though I hadn’t been aware of it at the time, I’d fed his beast,
and in return, it had knocked me up.

Ryder had been as surprised as I was that his
beast had intentionally impregnated me. Ristan had told me how he’d
found out moments before I’d been taken from my own wedding to
Adam, and now his gentle caress of my stomach in my dream made
complete sense.

The metal clicked into place, restraining my
hands above my head, and I watched as Ryder lowered himself until
he was eye level with me. His mouth pressed against mine, and the
kiss was consuming. This was what the songs wrote about; with one
kiss, I was helpless to pull away. With one kiss, I was a boneless
mess, and with one kiss, I was his.

He pulled away, but in his place now stood
his beast. The Horde King knelt before me, his silken eyes taking
in everything. The room grew thick with his power. The electricity
he created, slithered over my skin. “Are you afraid of me?” he
asked, his voice layered and hypnotic.

“Yes,” I replied, and my lips quivered as I
did so. I wasn’t terrified, but to say that I wasn’t afraid at all
would be a lie. I could now see the difference of Ryder being in
control of this form and his beast.

His hand came up and tested the weight of one
breast, and then the other. He smiled, and I sucked in my breath.
He was terrifying, but he was also the most beautiful creature that
I’d ever seen in my entire life. I leaned my head back against the
pole, and watched him as he caressed my skin, until a moan stole
from between my lips. His eyes watched every reaction that I gave
to his touch.

“I smell your wetness,” he said, his fingers
sliding over my skin until they rubbed my clit through the silk
panties that Ryder had left me in. I hissed with pleasure as his
skillful hands pressed against me, right where I needed them to be.
He removed his hands, and placed them on the delicate skin behind
my knees, and lifted them until my legs were bent and spread for
his wide girth.

His mouth lowered, until he was raining soft
kisses along my inner thighs. His hands rested on my knees, holding
them apart for him to devour my flesh. And he did, with his lips
and his tongue. His mouth was the match to the kindling of which he
started the fire with. My entire body came alive for him, the
panties soaked from the desire he was creating inside of me.

Knowing he was a part of Ryder made this
okay. Seeing the gold flecks in his eyes, made it okay for me to do
this. This was the being that wanted me, and he was a part of the
man I loved. I felt his head lower, until he pressed his mouth
against my panties. His wings expanded, until they blocked out the
light from the candles of the room.

Stars erupted behind my eyelids as his breath
fanned against the wet sleek heat of my need. He licked around my
panties, his hands sliding beneath my ass, and lifting it easily. I
opened my eyes, and was met with the galaxy of stars in his inky
depths. I’d been wrong before, it wasn’t a constellation of stars
locked in his endless depths. It was the gold from Ryder’s own
eyes, as he watched me from inside the beast.

His mouth lingered against my thigh a moment
before his teeth nibbled against my tender flesh. His teeth pressed
against me, as his tongue slid over the wetness, scorching my
flesh. I watched him nibble, and tease me with his fangs as he
tasted my blood from the small pin pricks his fangs had left. I
found pleasure from his bite; no pain was forthcoming. My eyes
found his again, and I gasped with pleasure as he sucked on my clit
through the panties.

I felt the panties rip, and looked down to
find them gone. I shivered at the thought of his strength, but that
thought was fleeting as his mouth replaced the silk, and everything
inside of my head turned to one focus. That the beast was using
that tongue, and fuck was it good!

It pushed against my opening, and entered
until I could take no more. He was pushing, and pulling, and his
nose was pressed against the sensitive nub, which was a crescendo
of sensations all at once. He growled against my skin, and I moaned
louder as I pushed against the pole, trying to give him more range
to torture me with.

And then it was gone, and he was kissing me.
Hard and passionate; curling my toes until I thought they would
cramp. This beast was made for fucking, and I was his target. He
changed what he was doing so quickly, that my mind would register
one thing, and he’d have moved on to another thing.

His finger entered my wet sheath, and then
another and another until I cried out from the pain and pleasure
that assaulted me. I was crying out, pleasure sending waves of heat
rushing through my entire body. I felt the chains lower, which
meant he’d undone them with magic, and I took full advantage of
them, pulling his head closer. Magic kissed my flesh, and then I
was on my back on the bed. He didn’t fuck around. He was in full
control, and I was at his mercy, his will was my own.

“Fuck, your body is so tight; it fits me like
it was made for me, alone!” He growled, as he parted my legs, and
looked over my head. I did so, too, following his eyes. The length
of chain laid forgotten, and the need for it gone. He wasn’t done
with them yet, though.

He smiled, and as I turned back to look at
him, I saw the fangs. Full sparkling white fangs, which I hadn’t
noticed before. I blinked, and when I looked again—they were still
there. I shivered as he brought his tongue out to lick one, and
then the other.

“I am the spirit and power of every breed of
the Horde. I am their leader and in being the king, I can take any
shape; any form at any time.”

“So, you are a vampire, too?” It was a lame
ass question, but hey, I was currently fully exposed, and getting
scared now wasn’t an option. He nodded and flicked his wrist, much
like Ryder did. The thin chain that had held my arms to the pole
now had been secured to the thick wood of the headboard.

“I am whatever I choose to be, or Ryder needs
me to be. I have been with Ryder since his Transition. Once Danu
decided he was a strong enough host, she unlocked the rest of my
power and allowed us to merge as one. It is the difference between
a Fae, and the Horde King.”

“Uh, do you have a name? I mean, Ryder called
you his beast, but is that your name?” I asked uncomfortably.

“I have no name, little one. I am part of
Ryder and he is part of me. I can truly be the beast he calls me.
However, I will not hurt you,” he said and sat back on his
haunches. “I am always with Ryder, and even though I am death, I
could never hurt you, Synthia. Even before Ryder knew he wanted
you, I was there, telling him to go after you. He fought against
it, not understanding the need I had for you. You were mine the
moment I first laid eyes on you. I cared not how I got you; only
that I did. I could have killed you, killed this little obsession
that I felt, but the first time he took you, I was lost. When you
took us into your body, you knew he was not alone, and yet you
asked for more. I could have easily killed you while taking what I
wanted, had you denied me. You are my match,” he said thickly, his
voice echoing off the walls. “That is what Alazander did not
have.”

“A match? What do you mean by that?”

“Alazander, as a host, did not have a match.
He was not as strong of a host as Danu needed him to be. Over time,
his beast took complete control while seeking his match. He became
frustrated, endlessly seeking, never finding her. Alazander was
weaker than Ryder, and thought the beast made him invincible. Ryder
will not make the same choices of his father. He’s a good host for
me.”

“So, is Ryder like the brain and you are the
brawn?” I ventured sheepishly. He threw back his head and
laughed.

“I have my own brain; he is the mental
strength and conscience to my power. If we are not balanced in his
manner…it is very bad. Faery will be feeling the effects of what
happened to Alazander for a long time.”

“Can he hear you when you have control?” I
asked, finally allowing the cat inside of me to get curious.

“Only if I allow it. Right now, all he can
see is you talking.” He smiled, and it was dark and deadly.

“Why did you get me pregnant?”

“Because I wanted it, and our child will be
unlike anything Faery has ever encountered before,” he said with a
roguish grin. “He would have let you go to save this world, even
though he wants you with everything he is. I wouldn’t. He has one
purpose, and that is to save Faery. I wouldn’t allow it to happen.
You belong to us, forever now.”

“Children,” I said.

“I promise we will make many babes together,”
he said as his fingers slid over my flesh.

“We are having twins,” I said, wondering how
much Ryder had allowed him to know. They might be one, but they had
a way of blocking one another that they used.

“Twins,” he said with a huge self-assured
smile on his lips. He climbed over my body, and kissed my lips.
“This pleases me, and now I will please you.”

I shivered with his words, and as the air
grew thick around us with magic, I moaned. It was everywhere,
touching, kissing, and then his mouth was on my center, and his
fingers parted my flesh. His tongue slowly licked up, and down over
and over until I lifted my hips.

“You taste of heaven,” he growled.

I now knew why Ryder growled so much; it
wasn’t always him doing it. He shared his body with this creature,
and it stood to reason that when he disapproved, he let Ryder know
with the deep inner growl.

His tongue entered me hard, and fast. My hips
bucked from the bed even as he lifted them until he had me at his
mercy. He continued to move inside of me, until I was wet and
slippery on his face, a mixture of juices and a boneless mess.

“Are you ready to scream for us, Pet?”

At the name Pet, I opened my eyes and
nodded.

“I can’t hear you,” he said, as he let my
hips fall to the bed, and his knees parted my legs easily. “Are you
ready to scream for us?” He growled hoarsely.

“Yes,” I growled back at him, and spread my
legs until they could go no further apart.

Magic filled my body, heating it from the
inside. Magical kisses rained down over my face, and nipples, and
then I felt him nudge against my entrance. His hands landed on
either side of my head, and his eyes locked with mine from where
they sat right above me. His brands slithered over his torso, but
his wings were now hidden behind his back.

He pushed into my opening, and nudged his way
inside. It wasn’t until he rocked his hips that I knew I was in
trouble. He was much larger now than he normally was. I felt fear
flicker up my spine, but I’d taken him before, and he wouldn’t hurt
me. Ryder wouldn’t let him hurt me.

“Stop thinking, and just feel me,” he
whispered against my ear. I swallowed and tried to relax, but it
was easier said than done. He pulled out and shot forward, impaling
me on his cock. I cried out as shock radiated through me. Pain
erupted as a whimper exploded from my lips.

It wasn’t until he started moving that the
pain lessened, and friction took over. He growled his approval and
captured my lips with his. “This is why I wanted you. I knew from
the moment I saw you, that Danu made you for me. They can’t take
what I can give. You can,” he grounded out as he plunged his cock
deeper inside of me.

I moaned and moved my hips, needing him to
move to stop the pain. It was a unique blend of pleasure and pain,
and the orgasm was cresting in the middle of it all. I was fucking
the beast, and I liked it. I liked knowing that Ryder was watching
me, that this was another part of him that wanted me. I was a
freak, but damn if this wasn’t worth being one.

He pulled out, and flipped me over until I
rested on my stomach, and then he was pushing back into my wet
heat. The gentleness was gone, and I screamed as he filled me to
the limit. He grabbed my hair, and pushed with his hand on the
small of my back, all while driving his cock inside of me.

I exploded without warning, and the room
disappeared. I was floating. I felt lost, and even as the darkness
stole over my mind, I could feel Ryder’s presence, urging me back
from the unknown for which I teetered on. He was here, with me and
his beast. Not controlling, but guiding and urging. I shivered as
something pulled and pushed against me. Hands touched my face,
pulling me back until something hot consumed my mouth. It demanded
I open, and allow it control.

I was being kissed, and fucked, and it was
pure blissfulness. He’d grown inside of me, his body long enough to
claim my mouth as he fucked me. I exploded again and again, until I
finally felt myself feeding from him. I pulled on him, and before I
knew I had done it, I’d flipped the beast over and had straddled
him.

I moved, my hands finding my breasts and
fondling them as he watched. Shock had registered on his beautiful
face briefly, but it was gone just as quickly as it had come. His
eyes slanted with heat and grew languid, his mouth slack as I rode
him. He moaned and I smiled. There’s something fucking hot about a
man moaning, because he can’t stop it from coming out. He couldn’t
either, and even though I couldn’t grow as he could, I leaned over
and grabbed a fist full of his hair, and brought his mouth to
mine.