Sergius: #4 (Luna Lodge: Hunters of Atlas) (8 page)

“I don’t know—”

Sergius moved a little closer and dabbed the wound with a cotton ball. It stung but not as much as that morning.

“Jade, you can’t pretend that dream didn’t happen,” he said. “We were together. And it wasn’t the first time.”

Heat assaulted her face. Even though she’d realized they shared dreams, the attack had pushed some of the implications to the back of her mind. After all, they hadn’t just had sex, she had said a lot of things, emotional and intimate things, that she thought were private. Now Sergius knew everything.

Jade struggled to stand, but Sergius was sitting in front of her, and she had nowhere to go. He finished bandaging her arm, and she forced herself to look in his eyes.

“Hybrids aren’t like normal humans,” he said quietly, holding her gaze. “The Azilians seemed to know this, given the way they specifically seek out Vestals for their organization.”

“Vestals?”

“In our world, the hybrid will find a Vestal through a connection, a deep connection where they almost call to each other. A Vestal that is their one and only.”

“One and only…?”

“Mate.”

Jade frowned. She’d heard the Azilians push some similar nonsense, and never thought much about it, but now Sergius was telling her all this again. Maybe the hybrids were just as insane.

“That’s crazy,” she said. “First of all, that’s not the way things work. There is never just one person. And second of all, we haven’t… been together.”

Sergius raised a brow.

“We haven’t?” he asked. “We’ve been together more than once.”

She couldn’t believe it. He was actually suggesting that them having sex in a dream was the same as the real thing?

This was all too much. Jade turned from where she sat and tried to move down the couch to get around him.

She gasped when Sergius leaned in and pressed his mouth to hers.

She wanted to pull away and pretend like none of this had ever happened. But her body wanted otherwise, and when she leaned in to wrap her arms around him it just felt… perfect.

Chapter Eleven

Sergius pressed forward until Jade leaned back on the couch.

He wasn’t about to let her slip away. He sensed it with her: the need to run off and the fear of belonging somewhere.

He could understand that. Belonging had never been easy for him, but she did belong there. She belonged with him.

He’d wondered if kissing in person would be different than when they’d kissed in the dream, and not a soft kiss like from before, but something with true passion behind it.

The dream had a sort of waxy sheen to it, and although it felt very real in many ways, having her there in the flesh was a totally different scenario.

Sergius nibbled her lip. She rewarded him with a moan against his mouth. He took the opportunity and slipped his tongue between her soft lips. His tongue slid against hers and swirled along the side. He hardened.

Her fingers trailed along the tattoo at the back of his neck and then up onto his stubbled head. He loved the feel of her fingers on him, having her explore his exposed skin.

His hands moved along the side of her waist and then down until he met her hips. He pulled her hard against his body and grunted when her center met his aching, rigid cock.

Jade moved her lower half against him, rubbing, teasing. The heat seeping through her pajama pants and into his jeans filled him with desperation to be inside her.

They had spent so long waiting. He didn’t want to wait anymore. They already knew how to pleasure each other. After all, they’d practiced in the dream.

Sergius wrapped his arms around her back and lifted her from the couch. Jade moaned against him at the added pressure.

He carried her to the bedroom and laid her back on the bed. He yanked her pants from her body, exposing her soft, lacy undergarments. Sergius lifted her up and pulled the tank from her head as well. A matching black lace bra stood out against her pale skin.

Jade blushed and tried to cover herself. Sergius knelt down and pulled her hand to her side.

“I want to see you,” he said quietly. “You have to understand how beautiful you are.”

Jade let her hands fall at her sides and stared up at him. Sergius lifted his shirt from his body and tossed it across the room. He heard it hit the door and fall to the floor. He unbuttoned his pants but didn’t pulled them down.

No. He needed to make this last. Despite his need to be inside her, he wanted to take his time. To taste her. To feel every last inch of her.

Sergius reached around behind her and unclasped her bra before gently pulling it from her body. With equal gentleness, he slid her panties down her pale legs. He stared down at her naked form. He looked up to her face.

“You are mine,” he said gruffly. Her eyes widened with shock at his words, but he couldn’t stop himself from claiming her. She was his Vestal, and he’d do anything in his power to show her just what she meant to him. “My bonded.”

Jade watched as Sergius sank onto the floor and stared at her from between her legs.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

He gave her a wolfish grin as he continued staring. Jade laid her head back on the bed and panted the closer he got. Every part of her wanted him there, but having him in such a private place was both nerve wracking and exciting.

Even if they’d been together in the dream, and she’d felt the orgasms, this was different, more exciting, and she’d been damn excited in her dream.

His hot breath came on her thigh. She shivered in anticipation. She hissed loudly when his fingers spread her folds, and he swiped up and down with a slow leisurely pace. His thumb bumped her clit, and she groaned loudly at the feel of him there.

“Sergius,” she whispered.

His mouth moved to her wet center. She could hear him breathe in deeply, and knowing he was there aroused her even more. Sergius swiped along her center with the flat part of his tongue.

Her toes curled at the quick movement. His tongue swirled around her clit as he moved over her.

Over and over, his tongue spread her center, each time with just the right amount of pressure to make her want more without finding her peak too soon.

He knew just want to do, just how to please. Of course, he already had in the dreams. She almost laughed. Practice makes perfect.

She hissed when he slowly speared his way inside her opening. Her insides fluttered at the feel of him. His tongue slid in and out of her, each time penetrating farther in.

His thumb circled her clit. Her insides fluttered with each movement. She needed him. Oh, how she needed him.

He slipped a finger inside of her as his tongue continued to go in and out. She could feel him wiggle inside of her and cried out as a small orgasm ripped through her.

Sergius pulled away from her, and she opened her eyes to look down her body to where he was. She watched as he stood and slid his pants down. His large cock jutted out, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

In her dream, Sergius had buried himself deep inside her. And although she ached to have him there, she wasn’t quite so certain she would be able to take him like she had in the dream.

He leaned over her, their bodies touching. Her breasts pressed tightly against his hard chest. Sergius kissed her, and she could taste herself on his lips. He pulled back to stare down at her.

“I got you, baby,” he said quietly

Jade nodded. Despite the little time that they been together, she trusted him. Everything in her said that Sergius was the one, and no matter how much she tried to fight the feeling, he would always be the one.

Apparently, the hybrids and the Azilians weren’t the only insane ones, but she didn’t care. Everything about being together with him felt so right, like they’d been made for each other.

His bulbous head pushed its way into her tight channel. She looked at his face and could see he was gritting his teeth as he pressed inside her. His bright blue eyes glowed, and the tattoo that snaked along his neck glowed as well.

Jade ran her fingers over the bright blue marks.

Sergius pushed deeper inside of her, pulling out only slightly to lubricate and then pushing in a little bit more each time. The sensation put the feelings she’d felt in her dream to shame. Sergius was inside her and all around her, setting her senses on fire.

With one quick, final movement, he pressed deep inside her, filling her until there was no more room.

He stayed still, and she shifted her weight to see just how full she really was.

Jade groaned with pleasure as his head brushed against her cervix. She could feel her opening flutter at the feel of him there and knew her own orgasm wasn’t going to be far behind. The pressure already threatened to explode.

“Move,” she said to him. “Please, move.”

Her fingers bit into his back. Sergius moved slowly in and out of her. At first his movements were slow, but he picked up his pace the more he pressed into her. Jade slid her hands from his back down to his tight ass and dug her nails in there. He grunted and thrust hard against her.

Jade cried out at the sudden movement.

Sergius froze and looked down at her. “Are you okay?”

Jade squeezed his ass hard. “Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

Her words spurred him on. Sergius hammered hard into her. His thick cock slammed deep inside of her, filling her each time. She moaned with each thrust and felt her insides tighten the faster he moved.

He sat up over her and brought her legs to the side of the bed. Sergius lifted her slightly and continued pounding into her. The new angle pressed him even further inside of her.

She panted as he slapped against her and then suddenly was cresting over the side, lost in warmth and pleasure. Her insides squeezed him as her orgasm ripped through her.

Sergius let out a loud roar. Her nipples tightened at the possessive sound. He slammed hard against her once more, and she felt him pump deep inside. His hot seed filled her.

He collapsed on top of her, still buried deep inside. Jade ran her hands along his back up into his hair and traced the line of the tattoo found on his neck. She kissed the bare skin exposed to her and whispered into his ear how amazing he was. She felt him smile against her chest, and it filled her with joy.

He pulled out of her and fell into the bed. He pulled her body close to his and wrapped an arm around her as they both slipped into a deep sleep, one, she hoped would be free of anything but them.

Chapter Twelve

Jade stretched and reveled in the delicious ache between her legs. Being with Sergius was not like the dream at all.

The next day she actually felt all the good things that came from having really good sex. Not that she’d ever had any truly great sex before Sergius, but now that she knew what it could be like, she knew that it should always be like that, pure lingering pleasure.

Though she still worried about the attack, her connection with Sergius soothed her, granting her true relief and comfort she hadn’t felt in a long time, maybe not ever.

She finally had someone who cared for and would protect her. The mind-blowing orgasms were certainly a plus.

Outside from the back of the house, she could hear a loud thump, followed by another a few seconds later, then another. Jade slipped out of bed and wrapped the blanket around her to peer outside.

She spotted Sergius outside swinging an ax. His muscles strained as he swung the ax over his body to split the wood. Little beads of sweat slid down his shirtless chest, and she licked her lips at the sight.

Jade smiled to herself and hurried to slip on some clothes. It might be a nice time to drink some coffee out back and watch him as he worked.

She retrieved a fresh pair panties and bra from her bag and slipped them on. She went to grab her pants and shirt from the last night, and found they were folded neatly in the chair next to her bag again.

Jade smiled. Although Sergius had no problem ripping her clothes off, he was kind enough to fold them the next day. There was nothing quite as sexy as a thoughtful man.

She thought about the two of them and the nature of their relationship as she dressed.

Sergius had called them bonded. She didn’t understand all the intricacies of hybrid culture, and she wasn’t sure exactly where they went from there, but for the moment, she wasn’t interested in running away, and that was more than she’d ever said before.

She felt something unfamiliar; she felt like she belonged.

She walked to the kitchen and discovered Sergius had already made a pot of coffee. A cup sat on the counter.

Jade poured the hot brew into a clean cup. When she looked in the fridge, there was a little jug of cream. The sugar stood in a container on the counter. She smiled, not knowing if he liked sugar and cream in his coffee or if he had assumed she might. Either way the thought made her happy.

She slipped on her shoes and opened the back door. She breathed in the cool morning air and smiled at the fresh fall day.

Sergius looked up from the wood he had been chopping and grinned at her. She hadn’t really seen him smile, and the sight of it made her heart thump wildly in her chest. Everything about him seemed to excite her.

Perfect. Everything was just perfect.

Jade stepped out onto the porch and froze. A now familiar sensation settled over her: floating. Her body felt no longer tethered to the world around her as she floated freely through the flashes of a vision.

The sensation was familiar, but the experience was different. Before when she’d had the vision, she felt her body float and then saw herself standing exactly in the same spot.

Instead, flashes of scenes skipped along in front of her. It was like she was blinking in and out of different spots.

Most disappeared too quickly for her to even see what was going on, but the vision paused for a moment, and she found herself on a snowy hill, the ground completely coated in a layer of fresh snow. The chill in the air bit her to the bone.

She shivered and stared around her. The place looked familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it. A bit of concentration didn’t help her remember it.