Whirlwind Revolution (27 page)

“That’s a compliment,” I gasped as he pounded into me. “I accept. I love you too, Torr. I love you so much I want you to bite me on both sides of my neck.”

I had decided that one earlier and it was kind of a big deal because the mating bite didn’t really hurt.
Keeping
it there for show was a bitch. A very,
very
painful bitch.

“What?” he gasped as he eyed my neck where it met my shoulder.

“I don’t ever want someone to miss I’m mated. Bite me on both sides, babe. Do it fast because I’m almost there.” The last words were barely out of my mouth when Torr sank his scary ass lynx teeth into my neck. The moment he lifted his head, I reached for the tin of salt and herbs I had to smear on the bite to make it stay.

I held in my screams of pain as I rubbed it onto my wound, my vision wavering it was so bad.

“No, I can’t do that to you again,” Torr whispered, seeing the signs of my discomfort.

“Matching bites so no one ever wonders if I have room for them too,” I explained as I swallowed the burning of my skin. “I’m completely, totally, and utterly spoken for without a shadow of a doubt.”

“I love you so much, Hadley,” he cried as he bit the other side of my neck. I repeated the next step, and moments later, we were climaxing together. I’d barely finished and Torr was lowering himself onto my cock.

“Torr we can take a breather,” I hedged, staring up at him.

“Don’t
want
to. I want my marks too before you change your mind,” he hissed and let go of his weight. I moaned as his tight ass surrounded my cock, setting off a mini-orgasm after I’d barely finished my last one.

“I’m never going to change my mind, Torr.”

“Good. Prove it.” He raised an eyebrow at me as he moved his hands to my chest and started that sinful dance I loved so much. “How can you ever keep your thoughts straight when you fuck me but I lose all sense inside you?”

“You were shocked how it would feel and the climax would be. I’ve had anal sex for years. Though being with you threw me the first time since it was the best I’d ever had.”

“Or I need to step up my game,” he purred and started riding me rodeo style. I moaned as my eyes practically rolled up into my head.

“Mate me, Torr. Love me forever and never leave me,” I begged as I realized I was supposed to be saying something. Right, intense, heart-filled vows were hard when none of my blood was in my brain.

“Of course.” Wow, we were a pair. “Cut open my chest, my love.”

“Kinda hard to do when you’re bouncing,” I warned as I shifted my hand into a talon.

“Right, sorry,” he snickered and held still. “Felt too good.”

“Always does with you.” I raked the sharp tips over his heart deep enough that it bled. He hissed and shook from the pain. Then he reached into the jar and rubbed on the herbal salt shit that would make it permanent. His eyes went wide as he bit his lip to keep in the scream. I rolled us over and slowly thrust into him. “I know. It hurts so bad. Just breathe, Torr. You’re mine now. Us against everything else forever.”

“Yours,” he agreed as he let out the breath he’d been holding. “I think I rubbed in too much too deep. I didn’t want to risk it going away.” I glance down at his chest and winced. Yeah, he did. He had chunks of rock salt sticking out of the cuts.

“Rub it over, babe,” I chuckled as I pulled the pieces out. “Not impale yourself on.” I nipped that pouty lip when he stuck it out. “But you get points for making damn sure my marks stayed. How does my
mate
want his lovin’?”

He purred loudly at the term and moved his hands above his head, ignoring the obvious pain that would have caused given his chest. “Hard and deep, so hard my ass hurts after from your hips.”

“Anything for you, Torr.” I entwined our fingers and started pounding into him hard enough that if I hadn’t been pinning him down, he would have scooted up against the rug.

“That’s one way to avoid rug burn,” I heard someone say. Torr and I just smiled at each other. Let them be jealous of our awesome sex life.

Because it was
awesome
.

Just to make sure everyone knew that—I took my mate twice for their viewing pleasure. And
our
sexual pleasure.

“Yeah, I knew it had to be something with the ceremony because you always get it up, keep it up, and that damn thing never goes down,” he giggled when we were done, sated, and lying limp on the floor.

I winked down at him. “It’s my mate. I can’t get enough of him.”

“Well save some of that energy until your mating gift or you’re going to wear me out.” I raised an eyebrow down at him and he burst out laughing. “Yeah yeah, empty threat. I never get enough of you too.”

That sounded about right. I pulled out of him and carried my mate to the bathroom where our clothes were. We cleaned up and opted to not wear shirts so we could show off our marks.

“May I present King Torrance Folkvar and Duke Hadley Burgess, Royal Guardian,” Director Fabian introduced us loudly as we rejoined the party. Cheers went up throughout the group, and I dipped my mate in a movie-style kiss.

“We did it. We’re mated,” he panted, staring up at me with joy in his eyes.

“I’ve never been happier,” I swore to him.

“Me either.”

We spent the next half hour accepting congratulations and mating gifts. I pretended I didn’t see Torr shooting me glances, but I did. He was dying to know what I got him.

“Your present is ready, your grace,” Eliza informed me as Samantha practically bounced with joy.

“Would you like your mating gift, my love?” I teased Torr. He grabbed my hand and practically dragged me after them. I laughed the whole way. We had a good-sized group following, probably curious to see or decide if they wanted the same for their own group.

“You got me a really big steel door?” Torr asked when we stopped, eyeing it as if he was missing something.

“No,” I snickered, shaking my head. “I took one of your worries off your plate.” I nodded to Samantha to open it. We agreed that she would be the only one with access besides Torr and me.

Just in case.

She put her hand on the security panel and stepped up to the retina scanner. The locks disengaged and the door opened towards us. I pulled it fully open and stood back.

“You had a vault put in,” he whispered, staring into the room to see the felines’ royal treasury inside. “Thank you, Hadley. I understand now.”

“I will always be here to help take things off your plate and shoulders, Torr,” I promised. “We’re a team now. You need something, and I will move mountains if I have to so you have it.”

“I never doubted that. It’s who you are.” He glanced at me with love in his eyes, and I felt my heart flutter. He really did have that much faith in me.

Samantha added us to the vault’s biometrics and then we went back to the party, my mate never leaving my arm.
My mate
. I really did like the sound of that.

When it was time, we headed to bed, our mating bed, together. I was a little disappointed I hadn’t gotten my gift yet but I figured it was coming.

“Okay, so my present seems a little crude now,” he mumbled after I was undressed and in bed. He was fidgeting which was never a good sign. “I went with something that spoke to your needs in a different way, but—um—it wasn’t as thoughtful as yours.”

“I’m sure it is, Torr. Just show me.” Yeah, that was what I said even if I was kinda worried now too.

He nodded and got into bed with the TV remote. Then he turned it and the DVD player on. I stared at him until I heard him moaning—but his lips weren’t moving.

“Hadley, I need you,” he moaned on the screen. “No one pleases me as you do. I love you so much, my now mate.” He thrashed on the bed, pinching his nipples and arching his back. “You’re so sexy I don’t even need to touch my cock, just the toy in my ass and you on my mind makes me blow.”

The camera focused on the egg in his ass then, Torr spreading his legs wide for the photographer.

“Someone helped you with this?” I asked, knowing the answer.

“Abram did after you left this morning,” he muttered, staring down at his hands. “He never touched me, just the toys inside me at times.”

I swallowed loudly as I stared at Torr in the height of passion. “How long is it?”

“Forty-two minutes.”

“Forty-two minutes of you pleasing yourself, screaming my name?” Fuck, I was rock hard and leaking.

“Yes, begging you to fuck me and please me,” he answered, glancing from me to the TV as if unsure I was okay with it now.

“What else?” I whispered as my hand moved to his lap under the sheets and I started fondling his cock.

“Promising myself to you. Taunting Abram he couldn’t have me because I was yours.” He spread his legs wide and let me explore. “Picking on every toy I used that it wasn’t as good as your cock and listing all the toys I wanted you to try on me in the future.”

“This is the best gift
ever
,” I moaned as he came on-screen, bellowing out my name.

“Really?”

“Oh yeah, babe. It’s just as sentimental and not crude at all. You’re accepting my kink and doing something solely for me. I
love
it.”

“Thank the gods,” he sighed as he moved closer, rubbing himself against me.

“You should make one for every anniversary,” I suggested and then cleared my throat when Abram’s hand shoved a massive dildo in my mate. “Fuck, look at you take that thing and beg for me.”

“There’s more to the present,” he purred before ducking under the covers. I felt his warm mouth swallow me down seconds later.

“Best. Present.
Ever
,” I groaned as I threw back the covers and stared into his eyes. “Suck my cock good, babe, while I watch you on the screen.” His eyes flashed desire as he sucked me hard. I blew in his mouth before the recorded scene with the dildo was finished.

My mate was that
hawt
.

“I love you, Torr.”

He smiled as he started purring loudly. “I love you too. Want to keep watching or fuck me silly?”

“I want inside my mate,” I growled as I reached over and shut off the DVD. “We can save the rest for another night.”

“I think I’ll just pop that in anytime I want nookie,” he teased. I nodded as I spread him wide and plunged into his willing body.

A knock at the door interrupted us.

“Go away!” we both shouted.

“Sorry, guys, but you have to see this,” Samantha assured us from the other side of the door.

“This had better be urgent!” I snapped as I stared down at where Torr and I were connected. “I’m balls deep in my mate, for fuck’s sake.”

“It is,” she muttered as she came into the room. “Turn on the news.”

We groaned as I pulled out of Torr, and I handed him the remote. He flipped on to the local news station and images of a burning building came on the screen.

“Reports are sketchy at this time and the Russian government is not commenting. From the best our sources can tell, these were either terrorist attacks
against
the Russians or the Russian government attacking suspected terrorists. As information comes in, we will keep you up to date. But here are the locations we currently know of—”

A map appeared on the TV and I felt my heart sink into my chest. I knew those locations.

We’d just plotted them out on our own huge map today.

“Ours?” Torr whispered as he reached for my hand.

“Yes,” I rasped as I clutched it in mine. “Wolf pack and a lion pride that I remember.”

Samantha pointed to those on the screen and then moved to the other three locations. “One stable, an elf compound, and coven of vampires that was mostly deserted helping other groups.”

“They’re not keeping to the calendar we found. Could they have found out we know?” I asked both of them, or anyone really.

“We don’t know. It looks like a radical group of the Russian government decided it best to move early on the closest paranormals to Moscow.”

“We need to get them all out
now
. No more waiting or figuring out strongholds. We can double up until more strongholds can be built.” Torr rolled out of bed, and I did the same, quickly throwing on some pants. He raced out of the room, Samantha and I hot on his heels.

When we got to the War Room, everyone was already in action.

“I’ve got a plane and so do you. We need to get flights of people here immediately,” Fabian said to Torr. “This amount of exposure or press will make moving harder in the days ahead.”

“Agreed. We have three pilots in my Royal Guard. We need more. Steal or buy the damn planes,” Torr replied. Then he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly. “Who here can fly a jet, helicopter, or any other airborne transportation?” I raised my hand without thinking and he narrowed his eyes at me. “No more fieldwork, Hadley.”

“Right, yeah, just answering honestly.” I shrugged and lowered my hand.