Elemental Shadowed by Helen Scott

9

Tessa

The grass that was growing around the lake was thick enough that it felt like a carpet when Griff laid me down on top of it. I looked up at him and could swear that I saw fire burning in his pale eyes, a fire that warmed me to the depths of my soul.

He kissed me again as his hands traversed my body, sliding up from my waist to my breasts where he cupped them, squeezing ever so slightly before his fingers found my nipples. He flicked his fingers back and forth across the taut peaks until I broke from the kiss to moan with pleasure at the sensation. It was enough to drive me insane and have me rocking my hips up against him to try and get some friction where I needed it the most.

"Slow down, dove, we've got plenty of time," he whispered in my ear before nipping at the lobe.

His mouth traveled from my ear to my neck and down to my breasts, the hot trail of his tongue leading right to my nipple as he sucked it into his mouth and swirled around it. There was nothing more I wanted at that moment than the sensation of him touching me and kissing me anywhere and everywhere. I felt like an addict, and each swipe of his tongue was getting me higher and higher.

My hands clenched in his hair as I pulled him tightly against my chest, unwilling to let him stop the sensations he was sending over my skin. He chuckled against me, and after a moment pulled free and pushed back up to my face where he kissed the tip of my nose delicately before claiming my mouth once more.

"My little dove, so innocent, yet so eager," he murmured against me.

"I'm not as innocent as you seem to think," I managed, before I groaned as his hand moved from my breast to my hips and trailed inward.

"You are to me," he said, punctuating the statement with a kiss that made me feel as though I was going to burn up from the inside out. "Now, how about I make you scream my name, so everyone in Atlantis knows that you belong to me?"

"I don't belong to anyone," I growled, enjoying this game of dominance that we were sharing.

"For now, you might feel differently in a few minutes." He grinned and sat back out of my reach.

My gaze trailed over his body, appreciating it for the fine art that it was, especially as they locked onto his cock. The thick length jutted out from him and had my mouth watering and pussy tightening in anticipation. Just as I was about to reach for it his fingers found my core. I scowled at him for distracting me as one of his fingers parted my folds. When it slid inside me though, my head lolled back and I found myself almost grinding against his hand with the need for more stimulus.

"Watch me," he commanded.

My eyes flicked open to find him staring at me. Just at that moment he thrust a second finger into me, taking away any protests that were going to leave my lips. I lowered my gaze until I could watch his hand as he slid his fingers in and out of me while his free hand lazily stroked his cock. The sight was so erotic that I all but lost my breath.

This time when my eyes slid shut and my head tipped back, he didn't seem to mind. It may have had something to do with the moans that fell from my lips. When his thumb began brushing my clit, I lost my damn mind. Each stroke and circle drew me closer to the edge of my orgasm until I couldn't hold back anymore.

A shriek escaped me, and my body clenched with the power of it and the rush of pleasure. Each muscle moved in a rhythmic motion that had my pussy tightening and releasing around Griff's fingers. The last thing I had expected was for him to swipe the sensitized flesh of my folds with the rock-hard head of his cock.

"Please, Griff, don't tease me," I murmured as the head of his cock flicked against my swollen clit.

I wasn't prepared for what happened next. With one hard thrust he was inside me, a growl erupting from him while I let out a cry of pleasure. There was nothing I loved more about sex, other than an orgasm, than the first time a man entered me. That brief moment of pain that exploded into pleasure in my mind. The feeling of my body moving and adjusting to this foreign presence. Everything in that moment was amazing.

When he began to move, I wanted to be able to keep up, but instead I was just overwhelmed. His rhythm was fast right out of the gate, and it only increased in speed. Finally, he seemed to slow, and I worried that this would all be over too quickly and that the promise of making me scream his name was going to remain unfulfilled.

I shouldn't have even thought about it though. As soon as I did, he pulled me up off the ground and flipped me over, sliding into me once more. Except this time, he felt twice as big, and I was left breathless as he took me from behind.

"Griffin," I whispered. His name tumbled from my mouth in a murmur repeatedly; each time it sounded more like a prayer than I had intended. His hands wrapped around my upper arms, and he pulled me up so that my back rested against his front. This new position had him moving slower. The frantic pace that he'd started with wasn't possible like this, or at least not without it causing both of us some injury. He slid one arm between my upper arms and my back so it held me locked in place but left his other hand free.

"I didn't say mumble my name, did I?" Griff asked, punctuating his question with a forceful thrust.

A giggle escaped me; I couldn't help it.

"Oh, I make you laugh now, huh?" He growled the question next to my ear before nipping at the lobe.

Griff's free hand traveled down my body and slipped between my still parted legs and began to swirl the pad of his middle finger against my clit, making me buck against him as he thrust into me at the same time. The sensations were overwhelming, and I couldn't help but scream as another orgasm took me by force.

I may or may not have said his name, I honestly wasn't sure. The sounds that my mouth made in the midst of an orgasm, especially one that intense, weren't exactly in my control.

His finger didn't stop playing with my clit even as he began to speed up, each swipe of his finger drew out my pleasure and made my body quake around his own. I writhed against him, unable to keep myself still as every nerve ending felt like it was lit ablaze in the best way.

This orgasm wasn't mine alone though. I knew Griff would be joining me soon because even as he drew out my orgasm,  making my pussy clench around him over and over again, his speed increased to the rapid pace that it had been before, even though I had thought that impossible in our current position.

There was little more I could do other than enjoy the ride as he pushed himself over the edge and joined me in the wave of orgasmic bliss. As he pumped into me one last time, I felt his cock twitch and pulse while he roared and curled his body around mine. His hips felt glued to my ass as though he was trying to get as close to me as humanly possible as he filled me with his release.

Something sharp scraped my shoulder, and the sting of it stole the last waves of my orgasmic haze from me. I yelped. My breath hissed in through my teeth and I pulled away from him. I didn't know what it was, maybe a bug or something? But it hurt.

"Shit!" Griff cursed from behind me, practically leaping away from me, his cock withdrawing abruptly and leaving me feeling empty.

The two of us fell apart faster than I had hoped or was comfortable with, especially since he said he didn't want a casual fuck, but whatever had just happened had hurt. My hand went to my shoulder and I felt moisture coating my skin.

When I pulled it away, I saw blood staining my fingertips. I reached back again and carefully felt the scratches this time. There were two marks now decorating my shoulder and when I turned to face Griff, whatever words I'd been about to say died on my lips.

"What the..."

He was wiping blood from his lips. "It's not what you think," he said, his speech slightly altered from the fangs that were now protruding over his lips. "Okay, maybe it is what you think, but I promise that this doesn't usually happen. I'm so sorry," he rambled.

"You'd better get to explaining, like, right now," I said with my best intimidating expression and tone. I knew it didn't scare him, but I had to try. If anything I was the one that was scared. What the hell did he just do?

"I swear, dove, this is only supposed to happen when we find our mate in El Dorado. I've never heard of it happening when any of us were out on a mission."

“What, exactly, is happening?" I asked as I pushed to my feet and went over to my clothes, pulling each piece on with haste. I knew somehow that this wasn't a conversation I wanted to have naked.

"We're demons, remember? Each of us has something that caused myths to spring to life in the origin realm. Finn's people generated the myth of mermaids, but my people generated the myth of the vampire. We aren't ravenous madmen though, or mad women for that matter, but when we find our person, our mate, we tend to bite during sex and drink each other's blood. It was how we survived living in a realm without water. Our bodies adapted to use blood as hydration instead. I should have told you, I know, but I didn't think... I didn't think you were my mate," he ended quietly.

"Vampires?" I whispered after a few moments of trying to wrap my head around the idea. What he said made a weird sort of sense, and I knew he wasn't just messing with me, after all we were standing by a lake in Atlantis for crying out loud.

Griff nodded as he pulled on his own clothing and came to stand in front of me.

"Please tell me you don't sparkle?" I joked, trying to ease the tension that had formed between us like a block of cement.

"If I was fae, maybe, but no. My species definitely doesn't sparkle."

Fae? I didn't know what he meant by that, and right now I didn't want to since my mind was already overwhelmed with everything else, so I just said, "Well, at least that's something." We both fell quiet before I added, "Mate, like soul mate?"

"Yep," he replied with a long exhale. One that sounded like disappointment.

"You don't sound particularly excited about that." I tried to keep any judgement and emotion from my voice.

"No, it's not that. I just wasn't expecting it. You know, I mean... it's complicated."

"That's one way to put it," I said, unamused and a little hurt by his response. We were both quiet for a while and before things could deteriorate any further, I said, "I'm going up to the temple."

"It was safe when I checked, but that was a little while ago now." Griff shrugged, and the unease that grew between us seemed to end all the flirting and teasing that I had come to expect from him and leave us both somewhere a lot more somber.

I pushed back through the trees and headed up the path. In some ways, I hoped that we could leave everything that happened behind. The uncomfortable vibe between the two of us didn't want to let go though, and I had a feeling that it was going to take a lot more than a change of scenery to make things better between the two of us.