To be Claimed by Her

Chapter 35

Mature content warning M/F

Silas's POV

I pushed the door shut with my back and then laid Eveleen in the bed. She was still dust-covered, but I didn't have the heart to wake her. I stripped down to my boxers, then slowly slid off her shoes and pants. I sucked in my breath when I saw she had on a dark blue thong with lace that just barely covered her. Carefully, I slid off her top, noticing a matching bra before slipping one of my t-shirts over her. She grumbled a bit in her sleep as I pulled the shirt down. Crawling on the bed beside her I froze when she rolled over and curled into me. Even with dust and debris in her hair, she was stunning. I put my arm around her and felt something deep in my soul click.

She shifted her body, pressing against me, and whimpered. I had to fight back a groan and pressed my lips to her forehead before I even thought about it. Her eyes fluttered open and she lifted her face to me. "Silas?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.." I started to say but was cut off when I felt her lips against mine. Wrapping my arms around her, I crushed her against me, taking control of the kiss. Her leg slipped over mine and I could feel the heat from her core against my thigh. When our kiss broke, I ran my thumb over her swollen bottom lip. Her lips parted and she flicked her tongue across it. I felt my cock throbbing. She was so damn sexy.

I flipped her onto her back and slowly began trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone. Her fingers tangled in my hair and she arched off the sheets when my teeth grazed over her chest. Unlatching her bra, I tossed it across the room and found her pebbled buds. I made circles with my tongue until she was moaning, then bit down softly eliciting a squeal from her. I began to suck on her breast while one hand trailed lower. I swiped my thumb over her already swollen clit, finding her dripping wet. "Silas," she whimpered when I touched her.

"What do you want my mikri magissa?" I whispered before switching my attention to her other breast. My fingers still just barely skimming over her heat. She bucked and arched towards me.

"Please," she panted, "touch me." Her voice was heavy with desire as she writhed at my touch. With a growl, I pushed a finger inside her, making her squeal and clench. Fuck, she's so tight. I began pumping my finger in and out of her, feeling her body respond. "More, please, more."

She gasped when I put in a second finger. Despite her fluids dripping, she was still so tight. I wondered how my cock would feel inside her tight pussy. Shit, that just made my dick throb more. I began slamming my fingers deep inside her as I nipped and licked at her skin leaving marks across her chest. I could feel her clenching around my fingers - she was so close. Her breathing became erratic as her hips arched. "Cum for me, Eveleen." As if my words flipped a switch, her body began to tremble and she rode my fingers through her climax, screaming my name.

As her body became limp, I withdrew my fingers. She watched as I placed them in my mouth and sucked on them. "You taste amazing, mikri magissa. Let me show you," and I leaned up, kissing her, pushing my tongue inside her mouth as she moaned. When our kiss broke, I was startled to see tears in her eyes. "Did I do something wrong? Did you not want me to," I asked but she cut me off.

"They're good tears, mo chaomhnóir," she said, kissing my lips softly. "I've just never, well, I've never had an orgasm before." Her cheeks flushed and she hid her face. I didn't expect that answer. With Sang it was to be expected, heck we were all still kids back then, but Eveleen?

"Have you never, um, well, been with anyone?" I stammered. I sounded like an idiot. She shook her head but didn't speak. Was she ashamed? Did I hurt her? "Look at me please," I begged. She lifted her eyes to me. I'd never looked into them before. I mean, yeah, I'd glanced at them, but this time, I really looked at them. They were amazing - and quite obviously not human. The pupil was almost catlike, but the iris color was a swirl of hues - blue, purple, green, gold. It was like looking at one of those satellite pictures of the cosmos. "If I pushed you too far, please tell me. I don't want to hurt you, Eveleen."

She blinked rapidly, then spoke, "No, oh no, that's not it at all. That was amazing, mo chaomhnóir, it truly was. I guess I was just afraid you'd find my lack of experience odd." Her cheeks flushed crimson and I noticed her eyes became bluer.

"What does that mean - mo chaomhnóir?"

"My guardian," she blushed harder. "From the moment I met you, I knew you would watch over me. I feel so comfortable with you. I mean, I feel comfortable with all your family, but with you it was instant." I felt my chest swell with pride. She knew I would take care of her all along. She played with her fingers. She does that when she's nervous, I've noticed. "I was raised in a horrible coven after my mother died. The Council rescued me when I was fifteen. My coven had intended to use me as a sacrifice on my sixteenth birthday, so that meant I had to be kept, um, pure. Since then, I've never had any real relationships - trusting is difficult." Realization washed over me. What the actual fuck! How could anyone do that to another person?

I pulled her to me in a fierce hug. "I'm so glad they rescued you, mikri magissa. I can't imagine life without you," I told her, peppering her face in kisses until she was giggling like a child. "I'm honored you let me give you your first orgasm. I will never expect anything in return, nor should you be ashamed to be a virgin. It's a choice just like everything else in life. No one here will think any differently of you, I promise." She smiled and ran her hand through her hair, and made a strangled noise when rocks fell onto the bed. I couldn't stop the laughter, "Oh, love, how about we get you cleaned up and change the sheets before sleeping?"

She nodded, standing up next to the bed. When I started to pull off the sheets, she put her hand over mine. "Let me," she said. I started to argue but lost my ability to speak when she snapped her fingers and the sheets were suddenly fresh and clean on the bed. She gave me a cheeky grin, "Perks of being a witch."

She let out a squeal when I grabbed her around the waist, lifting her in the air, "Hmm, you may need to explain some more of those perks later, but for now, you need a shower."