Octavia's Choice [The Klawinken 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (5 page)

“Fuck,” Andy said, “are we really going to sit here arguing about this? I’m not going into a club with a girl that looks like she’s about to pass out. Not so good for the image, if you know what I mean.”

Octavia blinked and looked at Katie, who looked like she was about to cry. “Okay…okay you guys go ahead. But if anything happens to her, I’ll come after all you, I swear.”

They all scrambled out of the car, leaving Octavia and Tobias to themselves. “I think I can sit by myself now that there’s room.” Octavia squirmed on Tobias lap.

“Right.” He loosened his hold to slide her down beside him, his arm still around her shoulders.

“Listen, Tobias.” She said his name, liking the sound of it as it came off her lips. He must have, too, because his eyes lingered on her lips. Scooting away to put a little space between them, Octavia continued, “I’m not sure exactly what’s happening here or what your expectations are for the rest of the evening, but I’m not some groupie that’s going to bed with you just because of who you are.”

“And who am I, exactly?”

“You’re”—she hesitated—“a member of a very successful band who’s used to getting women with nothing more than a smile.”

“I’ll admit, the job has its advantages, but regardless of what you’re thinking, I don’t normally pick up women after concerts, and with you”—he laughed into her eyes—“it was literally picking up.”

His smile was infectious, as was the boyishly mischievous glint in his eyes that captured her heart in its grasp. She liked him, and she wanted him buried deep inside her, taking her on what she knew would be wave after wave of endless pleasure. She looked away quickly. She was far too close to crumbling into a million pieces that only he would be able to put together again by making love to her until she melted into him as one.

“No retort?” he asked before settling back into his seat, his fingers casually playing with the strands of her hair against her shoulder.

She took a deep breath and moved closer to the door, letting that be her answer. “You can’t escape me, Octavia…any easier than I can escape you,” he said softly before removing his hand from her hair to trail his fingers down her arm.

Octavia needed distance between her and Tobias in order to clear her head. He was supposed to be less than, not more than, her dreams. Everything about him made her want him. The blood in her veins had turned to liquid heat that fueled the wanton desires that she couldn’t get out of her head.

When the limousine stopped again, Octavia opened her own door and threw herself out onto the pavement in front of her hotel. The doorman caught her elbow to keep her from falling. Within seconds, Tobias had his arms around her, guiding her toward the entrance.

“I’m in the suite on the thirty-seventh floor,” she said as he practically carried her though the lobby. Luckily, at that time of the morning, there were few people to observe her fall from grace.

Once they were in the elevator, Tobias lifted her into his arms. “This is where you belong, you know,” he groaned into her hair. She couldn’t help but turn her head into his chest to breathe deeply of this scent. Her arms hugged him tighter. When the doors opened to the suite, he seemed to know exactly which room was hers without being told. He kicked open the door and then laid her gently down on top of the comforter. She opened her eyes and saw him standing over her.

She lifted herself on her elbows and just stared at him. She wanted him so desperately that she thought she might die right there from the pain of her need if he didn’t come to her. “I want you, Tobias…but then, you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“We want each other, Octavia.” His began to disrobe, and with each item of clothing that fell, she had to acknowledge that her dreams had been uncannily real. However, he had a tattoo that she did not remember from her dream on his hip. She looked closer to see it was just the scripted letter “O” within a half-moon. She gasped.

His body covered her, pushing all thoughts from her brain as his lips demanded she kiss him. She succumbed to his need and her own, forgetting everything except the heat between them. She felt her top ripped from her body, exposing her breasts tipped by her now ultrasensitive, hard nipples that begged for his lips. He complied, his tongue swirling around each one until it disappeared into the warmth of his mouth, his teeth tugging and nipping until she cried out in pleasure, no longer able to control her own urges.

Like an animal, she writhed beneath him until he had her pants and panties down around her ankles and away from her body. The wetness between her legs longed for him, her hips arching upward, her breathing labored. He reached down and cupped her pussy, his finger inching into her opening that throbbed with her need. She wanted him inside her. She needed him inside her. “Please,” she begged. “Take me now, Tobias.”

With a deep groan, his knee spread her legs wider as he looked down at her beneath him. His eyes sought hers and held them. “Is that what you really want?”

“Yes,” she all but cried, reaching for him, willing him to come into her, to take what she so wanted to give him.

His body tensed for a brief second before he was inside her, the heat of his skin matching her own, igniting it further as she drew him closer until she felt them breathe as one. Everything stopped except the beating of their hearts that pushed her further and further into the darkness that swirled around her like a storm, lifting her upward with Tobias until she exploded from within into a kaleidoscope of a million colors. Suspended in time, she continued to absorb the colors that gently caressed her skin until she opened her eyes to see Tobias’s face, his eyes filled with awe.

“Tell me what you saw,” he said, his voice still thick with his desire.

He wanted to know what she had seen. How could she tell him that she touched what she thought just might be heaven? Everything she had ever known until this very moment was meaningless without him. There were no words, and yet she knew he needed her to try.

“I saw a world I had only dreamed existed, and even my dreams could not have prepared me for the reality of being with you.” She looked away from him, knowing she had bared her soul to this man who could so easily turn from her with nothing more than casual interest. Could he have felt what she felt, seen what she saw, been a part of the heat that had melted them together like two candles with one wick?

“Then you know the truth.”

Octavia looked back into Tobias’s eyes and looked beyond their darkness into his very soul. She saw there what she already knew in her heart. He was Klawinken, and he was her one true mate, her only mate. It was there, in his eyes, his touch, and the warmth of his breath. There was no doubt to the validity of their bond, and yet, there was Mathieu.

“Mathieu,” she breathed, her eyes still locked with his. “How could this happen?”

Tobias rolled onto his side, bringing her with him. “I wish I knew.” He pressed his lips into her hair, drawing her close to him. “No man should have ever touched you but me. However, there are forces at work that wish to keep us apart, and I’m not sure why.”

Octavia pulled back from Tobias. “Keep us apart. Why? I thought the Klawinken wanted their people to mate only with their one true mate. Why would anyone make Mathieu believe I’m his mate when…I’m not?”

“I don’t know. The only thing I know is that I love you and you can never go back to him.”

“You know that’s never going to happen. Making love to you was unbelievable. You should have been the first man to touch me like this,” she choked out.

She felt her body begin to warm as she moved against him, her legs entwined with his. She needed him all over again. She knew they should talk, but instead, she reached up to gently run her finger along his lips before she sucked her finger inside her mouth. She knew exactly what she was doing as she watched him begin tremble. The muscles of his beautiful body rippled as she slid downward, grasping his warm cock between her fingers to massage it before she leaned down and sucked it in her mouth. She could taste her dried juices which she licked while she continued to caress him. He was getting larger by the second. He was a magnificent creature, and she wanted all of him. He was her mate. She knew it without having to be told. This was why she had dreamed of him, why their dreams were so real. Because it was real. Her gift was time, and that gift had brought Tobias to her despite whatever obstacles had been thrown in their way.

Tobias lifted her beneath him, spreading her legs wide, opening her pussy to him. She felt his hard, thick cock pressing into her. She welcomed him once again, loving the feel of him inside her, moving with expert precision until she was once again consumed by his body and his soul. There was nothing in the world that felt as right as his lovemaking. “I want you so much. I need you so much,” she breathed.

“Octavia, oh my Octavia,” he groaned, fucking her harder until he rolled over, lifting her above him until she was sitting on his cock with her hands resting against his chest. Moving himself upward, he took away her ability to think, leaving only her most primitive instincts intact which continued to dance with his. Over and over he drove himself in and out of her, relentless in his need to take all that she had to give as she rode him in tune with each thrust. Her breasts that were swollen and sensitive began dripping the nectar she knew he craved. Her nubs were hard rubbing against his chest, sending shivers of electricity all through her body. She arched her back, lifting her breasts, wanting him to take what she was offering. His lips latched onto one and then the other, drinking from her. He groaned as he continued to feed on her.

“I’ve never tasted anything so sweet,” he gasped. “Your body feeds mine with the beauty of our love.”

“Yes,” she all but screamed. “It’s yours. Everything I have is yours. Drink from me,” she moaned, “until there’s nothing left.”

“Your breasts are so beautiful. Look at them, Octavia. Look at the nectar that drips from them.”

She looked down at her nipples that protruded and were slick with a clear liquid that smelled of honey. He squeezed her nipple, taking the liquid he had extracted from it on his finger that he then fed to her. “Taste it. Taste your love for your mate.”

It was like nothing she had ever tasted. It was sweet but not sugary. She wanted more.

He smiled, “Take my cock, Octavia,” he moaned, pulling himself from inside of her. “Take my cock into your mouth and drain me. I need for you to feed on me.”

He lay back down on the bed, giving her free access to his cock, which was huge and ready to spill over. She opened her mouth and began to suck greedily. She drew him into her mouth while her fingers played with his swollen balls. He groaned deeply, holding her head to his cock. She felt him explode, filling her mouth. She drank and drank, not stopping until he stopped pumping his cum into her mouth. Licking her lips, she looked up at him, satisfied that he was truly drained.

When he was able to lift himself, he brought her to him and kissed her long and deep. Together they tasted their love that was still on their lips. “You’re everything to me, Octavia,” he said softly, holding her to him. “I’ll never let anything come between us again.”

She nodded, taking comfort in his words, but not understanding why they had been kept apart. “You know that I can take you again, don’t you?” he asked.

“I know. Your cock is hard again. Is that the Klawinken way?”

“Yes, but I’ve never experienced this kind of need before. I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you.”

“I’ve never experienced the liquid from my breasts. I never knew I was capable of something like this. Do all Klawinken women feed their mate like this?

“I’ve never heard of it. But then, some things are not spoken of…possibly this is one of the secrets of Klawinken love.”

“Do you wish to take me again, Tobias?” She looked into his eyes, wanting the answer to be yes.

“I want you more than I’ve wanted any woman, Octavia. Show me your beautiful body.”

Octavia slid off the bed and turned on the small light on the nightstand. Running her hands across her breasts, which still dripped with her nectar, she moaned softly, “Like this?”

“Yes, like that,” he said, his breath catching in his throat.

She lifted her nipples to her mouth and sucked out the liquid, before she let them fall and bent over to hang them in front of his face, dripping nectar into his open mouth. She watched his eyes as she swayed back and forth, making her swollen breasts dance for him. Enjoying the sensations, she pulled on her nipples, forcing more liquid to drip from the opening at each tip. Finally, standing upright, she smiled and spread her legs, using her fingers to spread her labia so that she could tweak her clit. Playing with herself, she allowed herself a mini orgasm that brought her to her knees in front of the bed. “Touch me,” she begged.

“Lay back on the floor,” he ordered. She did as he instructed and closed her eyes. When she opened them, he was standing above her with his cock fully extended. She felt herself begin to lift off the floor. She gasped, but remained still. She felt softness envelope her and push her upward until her she was laying horizontal at Tobias’s waist. “You’re so beautiful, Octavia. Every breath you take makes me want you more. I want you to feel our gift.”

She looked up at him, her heart pounding. “I want that, too.”

She felt Tobias’s hands against her stomach, pushing her slightly downward, enough so that he could guide her between his legs. She felt him enter her in one swift motion. She moaned in response. He caressed her buttocks, bringing her closer. The room started to spin, or maybe they were spinning. She wasn’t sure. All she knew was that Tobias was connected to her in the most intimate way possible as they continued making love to each other wrapped in nothing but their bodies and the air that swirled around them. She felt Tobias’s happiness wrap itself around her heart, protecting her.