James stared at Cornelia's intimate bush as possessed while spreading her glistening folds with his fingers to expose her pleasure button.
He touched her there plenty of times last night, but this was the first time for him to get so close. He really wanted to lick her there.
James raised his gaze to meet Cornelia's. "I was dreaming about this while you were sleeping."
She was staring at him without blinking, and the fact that she didn't object, told him that he didn't need to persuade her further.
James didn't break the eye contact as he lowered his face into her, and he loved seeing her breasts jiggling when she jolted at the same time when his tongue landed on her clit.
"Mmm…", he hummed while licking her. She tasted fantastic! It was sweet with a touch of tartness just like wild berries, and he wanted to drown in those juices.
Cornelia's body was twitching uncontrollably, so James' arms moved under her thighs and he gripped her hips to hold her in place while burying his face into her.
He wondered if he will know how to do this right, but her moans told him he was doing fine. Better than fine.
Cornelia fisted the bedsheets and gasped for air, unsure how to deal with this sudden invasion on her pleasure centers. The room was spinning, and she was biting her lower lip harshly to suppress her sounds.
"Let me hear you, Cora", James spoke against her flesh. When she didn't obey, he lifted his head to look at her. "Say my name. Say that you are mine. Say that you are fucking mine! I need to hear it. Let the whole world hear that you are mine!"
"Yours… just yours…", she rasped.
He hummed in approval and then his lips latched around her clit, and he sucked on it while his tongue flicked it in inexplicable ways and Cornelia dissolved in a mass of moans, sobs, and cries, and there was James' name in there somewhere.
James groaned and continued his ministrations as her body spasmed in ecstasy. It was early in the morning, the day was still young, and they had their lifetimes ahead of them. James had no intention of wasting a single minute of it. He planned to eat her up, and then he will fuck her thoroughly, they will clean themselves up, and then the cycle will repeat.
After Liseli and Sapa returned from the run, Talia and Damon went to their room and made love and woke up energized for more lovemaking before breakfast. Nothing was out of place, and it made Talia wonder if she was exaggerating the whole not-able-to-feel-Damon incident due to the fear of losing him that was settled into her bones.
The sun was rising when Talia and Damon left their room in search of food.
Talia had no problem being nude in front of Damon, but once they determined it was time to head out she was happy to wear a t-shirt and shorts. Also, her mother's necklace was now tucked out of sight, under the t-shirt.
Seeing that Talia was making sure the necklace didn't show, Damon said, "I thought you wanted to ask witches if they can help you unlock the message in that necklace."
Talia puffed her cheeks. "That was the plan but now... I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"Why?", Damon asked. They talked about it. The necklace was magical, and witches were experts in magical items.
"What if they want to keep it? What if they ruin it? We don't even know if there is any message inside. It's the only thing my mother left me."
"It's OK", Damon assured her. "Follow your gut feeling. Even if you don't show them the necklace now, you can do it some other time."
Talia smiled at Damon gratefully. His words calmed her down.
Last night, Talia left the necklace in the room, because it was standing out on Talia's (almost) naked body. Damon suggested that Talia leaves the necklace on due to the possibility of the ceremony triggering any message that Talia's mother left behind in that piece of jewelry. Talia was tempted, but then she refused. If there was a message, Talia didn't want to end up hearing it in front of the whole audience of witches. Besides, what were the odds of her mother predicting a fountain in the witches' realm as a way to unlock the message?
In their search for food, Damon and Talia were drawn to the noise which came from the garden and they were surprised to see that the last night's feast that was still ongoing. Many witches were eating, and based on their messy hair and slurred speech, it was obvious that some of them didn't go to their rooms to sleep at all.
In any case, the mood was good.
Talia met Keith's concerned gaze coming from the table where he was sitting with Calla and three more healers from the Midnight Guardians pack.
Talia went there to wish them good morning and she gave Keith a reassuring smile. "We are fine, Keith. Both of us are fine." She knew that he was worried about her and Damon. "But you don't look well."
Keith waved his hand like it was not important. After his last night's outburst at Cassandra, he couldn't make himself talk to her. Luckily, the Oracle didn't appear at the feast after the ceremony, and he could sit at that table where healers were so witches won't bother him.
Some of the witches were coming there as servers, and they used that opportunity to rub on his arm or shoulder, so he needed to stay vigilant because witches were less restrained under the influence of alcohol.
Keith didn't regret his words to Cassandra. They were true. She acted against Alpha Damon and caused many troubles. If this was a normal situation, she would be sentenced to death. How can be friendly with an enemy of his pack?
Unfortunately, Cassandra was one of the few people in the realm of witches who could hold a decent conversation without Keith fearing that she will eat him up.
How Keith saw this, if they decided to return home (or at least to the Midnight Guardians pack) that same day, it would be perfect. But he didn't want to complain to Talia. She was here with Alpha Damon, her mate, and Keith was just a guard and he needed to focus on his duty.
Talia glanced at the table where she should sit with Damon and noticed that the other two couples were not present.
"Did you see Liam or James this morning?", Talia asked Keith.
Keith shook his head. "They didn't come out yet. I met Yasmin earlier so I know that she arranged for the food to be left in front of their rooms."
Talia guessed that Liam and Amelia will stay in the room seeking solitude, but James and Cornelia staying in came as a pleasant surprise.
They all knew that James and Cornelia were a couple, but the fact that they spent the night (and the morning) together, meant that their relationship was cemented. That was confirmation of how one more witch will be staying in the human realm, and Talia saw this as another reason for the portal to connect the Dark Howlers pack and the Silver Flame Coven. Now only if she could find Evanora and convince her to make one, that would be perfect.
