The Blessed And The Beast

Thirty: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V.

Tobias seemed stunned as we appeared in his bedroom, but I didn’t want to go to my tower. It didn’t feel right to have this moment in the castle surrounded by untrustworthy people and constant interruptions.

His hard length was pressed firmly between my legs, and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding against his cock, eliciting a deep, almost feral groan from him.

Everything was magnified. I could hear my heart pounding, the breath leaving both of our lungs, and even the air conditioning kicking on. But I could also feel the dried sweat and goo on my body from the journey. If I looked down, I would see the remanence of green moss from my fight with the oreads. I would also have dried blood on my thigh from my battle with hunters on the way back down the mountain.

“I need a shower,” I whispered, loosening my legs from around him and dropping to the floor with a deep moan of pleasure as he held me to him, his cock sliding against me once more until my feet hit the ground.

Tobias reluctantly let me go as I stepped back, but his burning gaze watched my every move. It was invigorating. His chest rose and fell deeply as he took in long pulls of air through his nose. He could smell it. My desire.

My lips curled up on one side as I basked in his enjoyment of my scent. It was empowering. But it also meant that he could smell everything else on my body from the past three days, which disturbed me.

I bit my lip, tilting my head to the side as Tobias shifted back to his skin before me. The man could put any one of the gods to shame. His broad shoulders were tight and coiled as he stood stiff with his hands in fists at his side.

My eyes traveled down his torso, over his defined abs, stopping only momentarily on his cock. Even in his skin, he was still guaranteed to satisfy. I licked my lips, wondering if tonight was finally the night I would taste him.

His thick thighs were mouthwatering, and I was excited to see how powerful they were.

“Would you care to join me?” I asked, forcing my eyes away but smiling when I entered the bathroom and watched him staring after me in the mirror. He moved forward while I turned on the water to warm it up. When I turned, he was standing with both forearms on the door frame on either side of his head, his eyes locked on my hands as I slowly pulled my shirt up and over my head.

I knew my body was bruised and cut. Healers could have handled it, but I didn’t have the time or the patience to deal with them.

“Were you jealous, Tobias?” I asked, dropping the fabric of my shirt to the floor and popping open the button of my jeans. “Do you think I want anyone other than you to touch me, hold me, kiss me…or taste me?”

He let out a low growl as I dropped my pants and underwear, standing completely naked before him.

entered the shower, enjoying the feeling of the warm spray of water washing away the past few days. I glanced over my shoulder and heard his fingers tap against the door frame impatiently while I quickly washed my hair before running the soap bar

to join and had no problem with how dirty I was or how I smelled. Yet, he waited. He respected me enough to

he saw me place the bar of soap back down, he raised his eyebrows at me, eagerly awaiting my confirmation that

the shower opened a blink later with my giant, naked mate stepping in. Tobias’s

growled. “I wasn’t jealous, sweetheart. Possessive and

growling, “You are mine. You have always been mine. You will

my skin grew more prominent each time the

body pressed up against me and caused my eyes to close and my head to fall back. The anticipation of this moment had weighed on me for years, and

out his wild side. Yet the memories of all

desire growing thicker, my pussy slick and ready for him. My clit throbbed with need as his fingers expertly

sigh as my hands gripped

his. The way his tongue dipped into my mouth had me pressing my hips

down his abs until I could wrap my fingers around his cock, pumping him in time with the movements on my clit. His mouth muffled my moan when he pushed two fingers inside of me, using his

like my mark on you?” He asked, pulling back just far enough to keep his forehead

in response, and I nodded breathlessly. “Ah, ” I moaned. “Yes! Yes,

growled in approval. “You’re going to love my cock inside you

the last. My legs were spread, wanting him deeper, and he lifted me quickly. The cold tile sent a shiver down my spine, but I

to my mouth as I guided his length to my entrance. I met his hooded

hand, but instead, he quickly pressed his lips to mine.

pushing down on his cock and taking him in me bare.

as his fingers dug into my ass. It was the first time he had been inside me after years of dreaming about him, and it was better than I ever

him, taking all of him

I whined as he stopped