A.N. These two chapters were almost done when things happened three months ago. I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update on this story. My muse is still having issues. Anyway, enjoy.
Cal's POV
The hands that were gliding over my bare skin twitched at my words, but they didn't stop. My lover's silence was a bit unnerving, he didn't even let out a growl. My cheek rubbed against his chest as I lifted my head to look at his face. Adrian had a look of deep concentration on his features that made me hold my tongue.
I felt the reaper's left hand slow climb higher on my back until fingertips traced around the spot where Christopher tried to mark me. Chartreuse eyes narrowed as they studied the spot, and I had to resist the urge to squirm. His other hand moved my copper hair out of the way so he could tap at the skin with one black nail. His expression became thoughtful, and I almost held my breath in hopes he could fix this.
"Hmmm." The silver haired man's head tilted to the side. Slender fingers framed the small patch of skin. "I wouldn't worry too much, kitten. I believe I can resolve this situation." The confidence in his voice was a huge relief to me. The backs of his fingers slowly trailed down the side of my face making my eyes meet his.
I leaned into his touch as the gentleness eased my fear. His hand moved so it molded to the side of my face, and I lifted one of mine to cover it. I closed my eyes and pressed our hands a little harder so I could feel the strength my lover held within him. His thumb stroking just under my eyes made me look up at his face. The reaper's expression was soft, and I gave him a warm smile.
Adrian's eyes became half lidded and a devilish smirk spread over his face. I was suddenly reminded that both of us were sitting naked on the bed. His face slowly moved closer to mine, and I found myself leaning away to help keep the distance between us. The arm looped around my back prevented me from moving too far, and soon I was trapped. The rogue's voice dropped an octave as he whispered in my ear.
"You just leave everything to me, lovely. All you have to do is lay back and relax." The former mortician moved to lay me underneath him as he purred those words in my ear. I couldn't help but look at the mad man as if he lost his mind. I pressed my hands to his chest to push him away, but the lean form above me didn't budge at all.
"You want to do this now?!" I tried to wiggle out from under the reaper, but the man had settled his weight, pinning me to the bed. I attempted to dissuade the him, but Adrian gathered my wrists in one hand to pin them above my head. "Shouldn't we fix this pseudo bond first?! I don't want to be tethered to that lunatic for longer then I have to!" He let out a dark chuckle as his lips brushed alongside my jaw.
"Angel," the silver haired man's whisper made me shudder. "What do you think I'm doing? I would never allow anyone other then myself a bond with my mate." He loomed over me, making me feel caged but safe. The reaper seemed to find great amusement once I finally figured out what he was talking about. I sputtered a bit as I tried to gather my words.
"You cannot be…be…serious! That's how…!" My lover was distracting me with sweet, passionate kisses and touches that were slowly arousing my lust. My cheeks flushed as I twisted between the sheets. "Ad-Adrian!" What started out as a protest morphed into a plea for more. Lips curled into a smirk on my shoulder, and Adrian slows his caresses before he pulls back.
"Yes, kitten? Do you want something?" The hand not holding my wrists came up from my waist to lightly scratch over my ribs making me arch into the man over me. "As much as I would love to, I can't read you mind, love. You'll have to speak up!~" His playful, giggling tone rang in my ears, and a frustrated whine built in my throat. I pulled against his grip on my hands, but I could move them at all.
"You-!" I was cut off with a moan as my lover started to leave a trail of marks around my neck. I was panting at the sensation of his teeth and tongue, and it took more effort then I wanted to admit to get enough air so I could speak. I was beginning to forget why I was protesting this. "Manic! I'm not...Ahhhh!...not finished talking! Ohhhh! I-I want…want you to stop!" Despite my words, I writhed closer to his touch. I bit my lip to keep myself quite, but the reaper just rose up to tut at me.
"Now, now, love. There's no need for fibs!~" His free hand just barely ran over the skin under my navel, and I jumped under his ministrations. After doing this a few more times just to see me squirm, that evil hand firmly rested on my right hip. The mad man's green eyes narrowed as he tilted his head in thought.
Adrian bowed his body just enough so that his silver fringe hid his face. A shiver of unease ran up my spine as his shoulders shook, and my eyes widened when cackles erupted from the rogue reaper. He lifted his head to leer at me, and the unholy gleam that had entered his eyes made me press my body further in the mattress as a sadistic smile grew on his face.
In what felt like a blink of an eye, my lover had grabbed his sash and tied my hands through one of the decorative slots in the headboard of the bed. I looked at my wrists in shock before slowly turning back to the former mortician, and I realized that there would be no talking him out of this. His eyes glowed as he admired the arrangement he had me in for his pleasure.
He gracefully shifted his position over me so that he was stretched out on top of me. Adrian curled his hands under my thighs, and he moved my legs apart. I felt my cheeks heat as he used his hands to press my legs against the sides of his waist. Those black clawed hands then sensually traveled up my flanks and sides. I shivered as an aborted moan tried to pass my lips.
The skin of his inner arms brushed against the sides of my breasts as he settled his weight on his elbows. The silvered haired man crossed his finger together to form a bridge over my chest, and he rested his chin on his hands. I twitched as that heavy mane brushed along body from my calves to the bottom of my ribs.
I waited for the reaper to say or do something, but he just continued to look at me through his bangs with a smug smirk on his face. The longer my lover remained where he was, the more irritated I got with him. I tugged at the charcoal sash keeping my hands above my head, and was rewarded with snickers.
The silver haired man had me trapped, and I could barely move. No matter how hard I pulled, twisted, or bucked, there was no give to the sash or moving the solid weight of my tiger off of me. By this point, I was looking forward to what he was doing, and now he just suddenly stopped?!
"If you're set on doing this, then get on with it!" I glared at the man. Adrian hummed as his smirk grew. He shook his head, and I couldn't help the shiver that came from the feeling of those silver locks sliding over my skin. My jaw dropped a bit in disbelief, and I sounded like a child when I demanded, "Why not?!"
I felt more then heard the chuckle he let out. He moved to his left hand cupped his chin as he tapped my lips with his right index finger to prevent me from speaking anymore. I glared harder at my tiger and debated on biting his finger the next time it came close enough. He must've seen the intention on my face because his fingers flitted over to play with my pulse.
"You've have forgotten, haven't you?" I started at the slight disappointment in his words, but the mad man cupped my chin and press his thumb over my lips. All thoughts about biting him flew out the window once I saw the heat in the former mortician's eyes. I swallowed hard at his expression.
"I must admit, kitten, that while it angers me to no end that someone has the audacity to mark what is MINE, there is something else that also angers me just as bad. Something that needs to be addressed, and I cannot wait any longer." I blinked a couple of times as butterflies began to flutter in my belly. He narrowed his eyes in thought all of a sudden, as if he was trying to calm himself down a bit.
Almost all hints of playfulness vanished, and a stern look came over Adrian's features. I felt fingernails scratch down the side of my jaw, and I winced a little at the stronger then normal sensation. I looked up at the rogue in confusion as he stared down at me with an impassive gaze. I flexed my fingers in the loose fists I had my hands curled into to stave off the urge to pull his sharp nails away.
Adrian's hand left my chin, and his index finger traced one of the veins in my left arm. I twitched whenever he would glide over a ticklish or sensitive spot, and I bit my lip to keep from making too much noise. The expression he had was one of a hunter, and I didn't want to bring anymore attention to myself despite the fact that I was all he was looking at for the moment.
The finger ran up further over my arm towards the bend of my elbow. The limb jerked at the hardly felt touch as soon as he got to the crease. I was watching him as his eyes slowly flickered from my face to the pattern he was tracing over my skin. After he finished tormenting that patch of flesh, the manic traced another pattern back down to my shoulder.
As he got closer to my chest, my heart started to pound against my ribs harder and harder. Goosebumps broke out over me when he got to my collarbones, and I shifted in response to the ticklish feeling when the reaper switched to run the backs of his nails over me. A small mew came out when he toyed with the dip between my collarbones, and I caught a brief smug look in chartreuse eyes.
The hand returned to my chin, and his grip tightened enough to prevent me from interrupting my lover. I could feel vibrations in his chest as rumbling became known. He shifted closer to me, and his normal velvety voice became just a bit harsher as his growl mixed in with his speech.
"What makes me just as angry is my angel questioning her worth. I don't take kindly to anyone questioning anything about my mate." I froze as soon as I remembered that conversation. The same rush of nervous excitement ran throughout my body, and I tried unsuccessfully to hide the shiver that came with the rush. The reaper smirked at my reaction.
"Ahh. You do remember. That pleases me greatly, although I would still continue even if you had forgotten. An error of this magnitude must be dealt with accordingly. So here's what we are going to do…" He moved closer and nipped at my lips before soothing the stings with his tongue. I gasped at the feeling, and he caught my lower lip between his teeth.
He tugged on it for a moment then the mad man crushed our mouths together. Our teeth clacked together, and the taste of copper bloomed in my mouth. The agile tongue of my lover was quick to chase the taste of blood from the small split in my lip. I moaned into his mouth as he licked all around my mouth to get every drip of the crimson fluid. My eyes slid shut when his hand slid back to hold my head in place.
The kiss was long and extremely through. Adrian had completely dominated the kiss, but while that was usual, it wasn't normally this intense. The reaper hardly let me participate at all so I just submitted under his onslaught. A deep purr was my reward as the kiss softened. My eyes slid shut, and I mewed out when he lightly ran the tip of his tongue over my palette.
The silver haired man pulled just far enough away so I could feel his tongue when he licked his lips. I opened my eyes into slits as I tried to get my breathing back under control. The small cut in my lip stung when I lick my own lips to chase the last bit of flavor from my lover. I felt his tongue lick my lips one more time, then he pulled back again.
"You are going to stay just like this, under my mercy or lack there of. No need to fret though, love. I would never do anything that would cause you lasting harm, but there isn't any issue with a little bit of pain. It wouldn't be punishment if there wasn't some repercussions, right?" He pulled back so I could see his sharp teeth bared in a feral smile. I shivered as the feeling of becoming prey came to the forefront of my mind. The gleam in his eyes grew brighter as he watched me for a moment, then he leaned to hiss in my ear.
"You can move and make as much noise as you please as long as it does not interfere with what I'm doing. In fact, I want you to completely give yourself over to me. I want to know how well you enjoy this. I am going to take you apart piece by piece. I will show you just what you mean to me, and I will reclaim you. By the time I'm through, there will be no doubt in your mind to whom you belong to, and what you mean to me." I trembled in anticipation.
I knew that this was going to be a long night, and I hoped that by the time Adrian was done I would still be able to move. I swallowed again as my trembling increased.