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July 13, 634
Xaden was sprawled out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling with a sigh. Sgaeyl, do you think Violence is really all right?
“Why ask me? She's your mate. Do I ask you about Tairn’s well-being?”
We’re not mates. His heart clenched as his hand reached up to brush against his unmarked mating gland. She doesn't want to be official until after graduation.
“Official or not, your souls call out to each other the way mine does to Tairn. You're mates.”
Xaden rolled over onto his side. That's not the point. Do you think she would appreciate a distraction?
“Why not ask her yourself?”
He grit his teeth. That would be the sensible thing to do, he knew that. But asking Violence would mean reminding her of everything that happened recently. The point is to distract her. I can’t do that if I ask her directly.
Sgaeyl didn't deign to answer him, which…he definitely anticipated. Fidgeting with his necklace, he prodded at the mental connection between himself and Violence. Her shields were down, and he got the sense that she was deeply concentrated on something.
He smirked. An open bond? I can work with that.
“Alpha. What’re you working on?”
He heard her huff at him impatiently. “I’m working on getting things organized before the new first years arrive in two days.”
“Sounds thrilling.” He made sure to convey that thought with as much sarcasm as he could muster.
“Xaden, have you finished your half of the preparations?”
“Not yet. I was thinking of doing something a bit more…entertaining.”
He barely held back a chuckle at the exasperation he felt through their bond. “Xaden, this needs to be finished. It's important.”
To his credit, he considered her point for a moment. She's not shielding me out though, which we both know she could easily do if she wanted. A thrill rippled down his spine. Gods, I want her to chase me.
Feigning acquiescence, he replied, “Very well then.” I know just the way to get her to do it too. He grinned to himself.
Though she didn't reply, there was an echo of surprise and something like suspicion from her end. Eventually, he felt her relax and resume her focus on the task she was working on. And, most importantly, her shields were still down.
Over the years they’d spent together, they'd learned to understand each other nonverbally. And ever since Threshing their first year, it had only become easier. From past experience, he knew what it meant that her mental shields weren't up.
A mischievous grin on his lips, he situated himself on his bed and removed his shirt. With his own fingers, he traced a feather light touch up the rebellion relic on his left arm. The nerves along his skin flickered to life as he imagined it was Violet’s touch instead of his own. Slowly, he began tracing circles and swirls along his chest and abdomen all the while making sure that he let enough of the sensation bleed into their connection that Violence would feel it too. As he began playing with his nipples, he heard her in his head.
“What in gods name are you doing?”
Projecting a perfect air of innocence, he replied, “Nothing.” He moved his hands lower, towards his waist, and began tracing patterns there.
“Xaden, I can feel you through the bond. I know for a fact it’s not nothing.”
His grin widened into a smirk as he unbuttoned his leathers and began stroking along his pelvis. He could feel his body begin to warm with arousal and sent all of that down the bond. “I’m over here minding my own business because my alpha refuses to play.”
Her answering growl sent a shiver down his spine. “Is that so?” She paused for a moment before continuing, “You’re just minding your own business with your shields fully down and definitely not trying to distract me?”
He gasped in mock offense. “I would never dare to do such a thing!” Reaching a hand between his legs, he fondled his dick through the fabric of his underwear. Imagining it was Violet’s hands on him, around him, he twitched with a gasp. Any moment now.
“Xaden…!” Her tone became pleading now. “You’re giving me an erection! Do you have any idea how hard it is to focus on this paperwork when all my body wants to do is fuck you?”
“Oh I can make it harder for you,” he teased, sending her a mental image of what he imagined her doing.
“Xaden! I—”
He inserted a finger into himself, rubbing his inner walls with the digit as he shuddered. “Gods, I’m so wet for you, alpha. Just the thought of having your hands here instead of mine is—”
His door slammed open, the scent of grapefruit and cedar filling his senses as he rolled his head back to face her. Withdrawing his finger from himself, he spread his arousal across two fingers in order for her to see the evidence for herself before inserting them both into his mouth with a wink.
“Titillating,” he finished, withdrawing his fingers from his mouth with a pop. The sight of her erection straining against her leathers made him swallow in anticipation. “Well, hello there,” he purred. “I thought you were busy doing paperwork.”
“I was,” she growled, her hazel eyes narrowed; her glare burned into his. “But apparently, my brat decided to misbehave and touch himself with an open bond.” Closing the door with lesser magic, she prowled forward until she stood inches away from his face. Loosely caging him in bed with her arms, she hissed, “Now, how should I punish such a naughty thing like you? Any ideas?”
His grin turned devious. “Oh, I have an idea.” Tilting his head slightly, he gazed up at her through his eyelashes. “Maybe you should hunt me down and make me submit…” He winked. “If you can catch me that is.”
A spark ignited in her eyes at his challenge. She lifted her right hand and stroked the side of his face almost tenderly, before a sharp pain shocked him where her left hand had rested near his side. He flinched with a short yelp, the familiar sting of her signet only turning him on even further. “Oh, I’ll catch you,” she promised in a low voice. “I’ll even be generous and give you a ten minute head start.”
Leaning forward so her breath could tickle his ear, she whispered, “When I catch you, omega, I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to fly without feeling it for a week. I’ll have you screaming so loud that not even a sound shield would be enough to muffle it. And when you cum, my own power will draw out every single drop of pleasure your perfect little pussy can provide.” She nipped him on the earlobe, making him whimper. “You better get going, omega. Time’s ticking.”
She backed up and leaned against the nearby wall, her arms and legs crossed. Her gaze was predatory as he sat up and hurriedly got his clothes back on. Once he was fully dressed, he made his way over to Violence with a smirk on his face. She cocked an eyebrow at him curiously, but otherwise did nothing more than let her gaze linger on him hungrily as he approached.
My alpha, in all but name and magic. Smirking, he leaned forward and gave her a swift lick on her nose then bolted out of his room using lesser magic to boost his speed before she could grab him. He dodged other cadets in the corridor until he made it out. Without hesitation he turned and ran straight for the training fields and the Threshing valley.
—x—
Fully cloaking himself in shadow, Xaden waited atop the branches of a tall pine tree. Reaching out with his senses, he quivered when he sensed Violet’s approach. They’d been at this for a while, though he didn’t know how long exactly. She’d fully raised up her mental shields shortly after he’d made it to the valley so he had responded in kind by fully raising his own. She wants to do this without the bond. The thought made him grin.
She paused at the base of his tree, her eyes narrowed as she scrutinized it. He held his breath, just in case she was scenting for him. This was the third time now she’d found the tree he had climbed but much to his frustration, instead of climbing up after him or striking the tree with lightning, she seemed content to let him sit and watch and wait. I hate waiting. The temptation to lower his shields and try to get a glimpse of what was going on in her mind was growing. But if he did that, then she’d sense him through the bond as well — ruining their game.
Leaning back against his tree, she folded her arms and closed her eyes with a satisfied hum. What could she be up to? Just as he was about to leave his hiding place for another, a sharp zap stung him where his legs made contact with the branches forcing him to jump down with a yelp. Using his shadows, he managed to land harmlessly on his feet and looked up to find a smirk on her beautiful face.
“Found you,” she purred. As she took her sweet time walking towards him, her eyes flashed. “I suggest you start running.”
“Catch me if you can,” he taunted before booking it toward the open field where they had both bonded their dragons.
His heart raced as he ran, the sound of her close on his heels made adrenaline rush through his system. Unable to contain himself, he laughed exuberantly. Glancing back over his shoulder, he taunted, “What’s the matter, Violence? Am I too fast for you?!”
She said nothing, but the way her eyes narrowed indicated that she had heard him.
Feeling arrogant, he turned around to fully face her mid-stride. “Don’t tell me that you’re no longer one of the fastest in the Quadrant, Vi—”
A root or a rock — he had no idea which, but something tripped him and he made an undignified sound as began falling to the floor. Violet’s eyes went wide momentarily with alarm before she crouched slightly and pounced, tackling into him and forcing a roll into the soft grass. When they came to a stop, Xaden was on his back underneath her and she was straddling him, her forehead leaning against his own.
Panting heavily from atop him, she asked, “Are you alright?”
Thoroughly winded himself, he chuckled softly, “I’m fine.”
“You sure? You didn’t sprain anything or bump your head?”
He shook his head. “Nope.”
She sighed, her expression softening in relief. “Thank the gods. I knew I had to get you away from the rocks before you hit your head on them and could only think of one way to accomplish that.”
A sly smile formed on his face. “So, you tackled me?”
“Heh. Yeah, I tackled you.”
Humming, he squirmed beneath her, a bolt of pleasure raced up his spine as her hands flashed to his wrists, pinning them to the ground next to his head. “Looks like you caught me,” he muttered.
Her eyes flared, a possessive fire blazed making them appear more turquoise. “Indeed,” she growled. “Though I’d intended to let you run a little longer first. Anticipation and all.”
“I knew that was on purpose,” he said with a pout. “I hate waiting.”
She smirked down at him. “Did you forget that this is a punishment?” Leaning down, she nipped at his jaw tenderly. “I don’t plan to reward you until you’ve earned it.”
“But I—”
He cut himself off with a yelp when she zapped the sensitive skin on the inside of his wrists. Her expression heated as he wriggled beneath her, the flush in her face from more than just the run. “Let’s start with five,” she mused aloud, moving his wrists so that they could be pinned with her left hand above his head. With her right, she trailed it down his body, unbuttoning and removing his clothes as she went.
When she had him bare and exposed, he shivered at the way the gentle breeze made him hyper aware of just how wet he was. Their eyes met and the way hers darkened sent a thrill down his spine. Gods, she is so beautiful.
“Pay attention,” she growled, letting a tiny spark of her power shock him where her left hand still had his pinned. “Use your shadows to cuff your hands. No cumming until I say so. And I want you to count for me.” Tracing along his inner thigh with her right hand, she continued, “Follow these orders and I’ll reward you. If not…”
She trailed off as he nodded, summoning shadows to hold his wrists where she’d left them. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a very familiar black satin scarf. His dick twitched as he looked from the scarf back to her face. Her eyebrow was raised in question and he grinned. Feeling her prodding curiously at his mental shields, he lowered them and felt their bond reconnect. “What’s the safe word?”
He was extremely aware of the way she observed his face for any and every twitch. “Cat.”
She blinked. “Trust me?”
“With every fiber of my being.”
Unable to hide her smile fully, she blindfolded him and gave him a quick kiss. As she pulled away, she let her teeth drag along his lower lip in a way that made his core throb.
“Don’t forget your orders, omega,” she purred as she let her power buzz in her hands at a low level. He inhaled deeply when she trailed her hands down his abdomen, the muscles there contracting and twitching pleasurably.
“Orders?” A moan slipped free as she adjusted the intensity of her signet, creating a slightly different almost wave-like sensation where her fingers brushed along his skin.
“Last time I’ll repeat them, so pay attention.” Her hands moved toward his upper thighs, the intensity changing yet again.
“You…could make it easier…to do that.”
“I know.” She bit him on his side, the sensation heightened by both the way her signet awoke his every nerve and the fact he couldn’t see a damn thing she was doing. “But you’re my good boy, aren’t you. So you’re going to try extra hard to listen.” As if to emphasize her point, she licked his V line.
“Aahh~ I…suppose.”
“Don’t cum. Keep your wrists bound with your shadows. And count for me. Those are the only three you have to worry about now.” She traced a pattern along the inside of his right thigh and then lingered on a sensitive spot just beyond the knee.
“Okay.”
For what felt like hours, she just continued to circle that spot on his leg. He could feel how wet he was getting between his thighs and clung to her orders for all he was worth. Then, finally, he sensed that she was about to—
ZAP!
He jerked at the sting, a low hiss escaping through his teeth. “One.” Warmth began to radiate outward from that spot as she massaged him there with a lower intensity of her power running through her.
“Very good,” she purred. “Let’s see if you can keep it up.” Her hands moved to his other leg and she began doing the same type of pattern tracing near his left knee.
ZAP!
“Two,” he hissed, though he flinched less than he had with the previous one. His limbs began to shake as she repeated her massaging technique there before moving to his right hip. As she traced circles there, his body started tingling in a pleasurable way.
ZAP!
“Th-three,” he moaned, feeling like he was turning into a puddle beneath her. Gods what I wouldn't give to just let go. But if I do, then I lose. I refuse. Not yet. Not yet. Not—
ZAP!
“Ah! F-four!” He had been distracted in his thoughts and had missed her preparing to shock him on his left hip.
She chuckled softly, “You still with me? Only one more. You're so close.”
Everything about him was shaking. From his breath to his body to his control over his signet. Even now he could feel how the shadows he bound his hands with wavered, threatening to dissipate on their own.
“Look at you, so beautiful and completely wrecked by my hands and I haven't even touched your cock or pussy yet.” She ran a lone buzzing finger up his length, which made him realize two things at once.
First, he was very hard and erect.
Second, she had lowered the intensity of her power to result in a vibrating sensation that just about pushed him over the edge.
“Aah~ F-fuck! Vi!”
“Remember your orders, love.”
Don't cum. Don't cum. Don't—
ZAP!
“Fffffi—”
Fuck it!
“Vi!”
His muscles clenched down in rhythmic pulses and he stiffened as his brain filled with static. It felt like it would never end as one crashed into another and he was just along for the ride.
When he finally came to, he noticed that her shields were fully down and there was a mixture of disappointment, concern, and excitement coming from her side of the bond. His breathing was deep, calming him down and everything pulsed and throbbed and tingled in a way that his brain really enjoyed. It wasn't until he realized just how much sweat coated his body that he recognized his error.
Unable to speak yet, he pushed a thought down the bond. “I came.”
Her reply was professionally polite. “I know.”
“My bad.”
Despite his telepathic response, he couldn't quite bring himself to fully regret it. Everything still felt too good, though he knew once the afterglow was over that Violence would punish him.
“Mm-hmm. You're lucky you're so pretty when you cum.”
He nearly laughed at the sheer smugness that flickered through before it was quickly masked. She hasn't said that I can't touch her…
A grin on his face, he reached out with his shadows and caressed her cheek softly.
“I see you have recovered,” she hissed at him disapprovingly.
“A bit,” he replied, still too high on endorphins to really care that she was warning him.
He startled minutely when she placed her hands on his chest. Though there was an absence of her power buzzing beneath her skin, he held his breath in anticipation.
“You know the rules, omega,” she drawled as she lazily ran her fingers from his chest, up his neck and into his hair. “Actions have consequences.”
Though he was still blindfolded, he narrowed his eyes in challenge. “Maybe I didn't feel like following your orders, alpha.”
He felt her sharp disapproval the moment before her hands tightened in his hair, yanking his head to the side and exposing his neck to her. She traced her tongue over his unclaimed mating gland, making him shiver. Then, without warning, she kissed him hungrily; a low buzz of power hummed in her tongue and when it made contact with his own, he yelped at the sting.
The bond glittered with amusement but when she separated from the kiss, her words were anything but amused. “You wanna try saying that again?”
Running his tingling tongue over his teeth, he growled, “Maybe I didn’t feel like following your orders.” Lifting the corners of his mouth into a smirk, he purred, “Alpha.”
“Very well then.” Her tone was deceptively light, which sent a thrill down his spine. “You’ll be changing your tune soon enough.”
Pushing her further, he snarked, “Make me!”
She pounced on him, her fingers buzzing with a higher intensity of her power than she had used on him earlier, sending sparks right through him. Starting at his shoulders, she slowly and carefully made her way down his arms before changing course and shocking his sides. He flinched reflexively at the jolt, but otherwise said nothing because she wound up speaking first. “Bold choice of words, omega. Let’s see if you can put your money where your mouth is.”
He just continued to silently smirk up at her. Apparently unamused by his silence, she removed one of her hands from his torso and sent a small spark of power into his side, the distance making it sting a little more sharply. “Not talking now? Good boy.”
“I—”
Silencing him with another buzzing kiss, she bit down a bit harder on his lower lip. It wasn’t hard enough to draw blood but definitely enough to bruise.
“All I want to hear from your lips is you begging me to let you cum, Xaden.”
He groaned a bit as she pulled away, his breathing hard again. He heard her fuss with some of her clothing and when she straddled his chest, he licked his lips with anticipation.
“Ah,” he purred with a teasing lilt, eager to rile her up. “You want to fuck my face? Oh, how I suffer so.”
“Hah,” she scoffed, gripping his chin tightly with slightly buzzing fingers. “As if I’d reward you when you decided to disregard my orders.” Stroking his lower lip with her thumb, she growled, “No. You haven’t earned your reward yet.”
Nipping at her thumb, he grunted when she let him taste a spark, the sting intense even through his teeth.
“So impatient,” she hissed, withdrawing her hand from his face.
“You already know this about me,” he replied in light irritation.
“Oh, I know.” A lone finger trailed its way down his left arm. “It’s what will make today unforgettable.” When she reached his inner wrist she shocked him, making him hiss slightly. “Let’s see if you’ll be more inclined to follow these orders, since apparently you didn’t want to obey my previous ones.”
I might really be in trouble now.
“No cumming without my permission. No touching yourself without my permission. No touching me without my permission. And that includes your shadows.” She nipped him on the nose, making him startle. “In fact, since you clearly want to play games with me, you are going to create a cock ring with your shadows. Make it nice and snug.”
She ground her knee against him, spreading his wetness all over as his breathing hitched. “Y-yes,” he gasped out. Pulling back the tendril of shadow that he had let linger on her shoulder, he formed a tight ring around the base of his cock. It was starting to fill with blood again with her teasing and the pressure ached both painfully and pleasurably. He moaned softly at the sensation.
“And Xaden,” she continued, a definite smile in her tone. “I will know if that ring loosens. So don't let it.”
Instantly, she was running her hands down his body, her power radiating through her straight to him and made his muscles contract. It pulsed through him, mimicking the way his heart beat inside his chest. At once it was both too much and not enough. She’s never used her signet quite like this before.
As her hands neared his groin, he felt her specifically target all the sensitive spots with her power and he choked on a startled cry. “F-fuck! That's—Vi!”
She hummed in satisfaction, continuing her assault. “I imagine it must feel quite enjoyable to have the prostate and both parts of the clit stimulated at the same time.”
His muscles clenched down desperately on nothing, his breathing turned harsh. Between gasps, he punched out the words, “You. Fight. Dirty. Viiiiii—”
“You already know this about me,” she repeated his earlier words, weaponizing them against him. She turned up the intensity of her power by just a fraction.
He started to shake, his body screaming for release. “Fuck! Vi! I—” A full body shudder tore through him. “Fuck!”
Just when he thought he was about to crack, everything stopped. Disappointment rose from within him as he registered that fact. This is…so unfair.
She hummed softly, brushing feather-light touches over his skin. He shivered at her touch, his skin tingling where she lingered.
Once his breathing and heart rate began to even out, she started up again. This time, however, she inserted a finger inside him while her thumb circled his clit. She was using a very low level of power, it barely hummed, but it was still more than enough to make him whimper with need. He felt like he was gushing with wetness with each thrust of her fingers or brush against his clit.
“So wet for me already. You want me to fuck your pretty pussy?”
“Ye—essss,” he moaned, his breathing shifted slightly when she added a second finger.
“Hmm…” She sounded so self-satisfied that he wanted to bite her. “Beg me for it.”
“I—” A moan cut him off as she increased the tempo. Harder. Faster. It was…it was… “Ffffuck!” His inner walls tried to clench down on her, his hips followed her movements in frantic pursuit of the friction and pressure that he needed—
She fucking stopped.
Again!
“Alpha! Don’t stop!” His eyes pricked with the wet heat of unshed tears. “I’m so close. I want. I. Want. I—” Panting heavily, he felt like he could barely move or think through this scorching desire and need that consumed him.
“Remember your orders, Xaden. Don't forget to keep your shadows around your cock nice and tight.”
He scrambled in his mind for the hillside in Aretia, clinging with shaky and desperate hands for any semblance of control over his signet. Though his breathing wound up slowing down slightly, his limbs were a terribly shaky mess.
When she blew air softly over his overstimulated cunt, he let out a whimper in defeat. At the hint of her tongue pressing up against his clit, his hips bucked up against her mouth.
“Shut up! You… tease! Just…fucking fuck me already!”
She devoured him like she'd starved for days and he was a feast. He followed her every move, making wordless noises as his body cried for release. When she stopped again with him on the cusp of orgasm, he broke. “Alpha. Alpha please. I want to cum. Please let me cum. I won’t disobey you again. Please just—” he broke off with a squeak when she thrust her tongue into him; the slight hum of power there almost shoved him over the edge but he forced himself back down in his resolve.
Fully sobbing now, he begged, “Please, alpha! My alpha! Please let me cum! Please! Don’t stop! Pleasepleasepleaseplease—”
He was cut off by her cock spearing him open, one hand stimulating his clit while her other wrapped around his straining cock.
“Cum for me, my omega.”
The ring of shadows that he’d had wrapped around himself dissipated, and he screamed as he was stimulated from places both external and internal with her power having resumed its assault on his prostate.
His brain felt like it was flooded with white light as he shattered on and under her touch. Somewhere in the middle of his orgasm, he was vaguely aware that she was finding her own release, her knot having swollen and caught on his walls as they clamped down hungrily.
Warmth dripped into his veins as he laid there beneath her after she collapsed onto his chest. A low and satisfied purr rumbled from deep within him, and was quickly echoed by her own answering purr.
She shifted slightly atop him and he held still as he felt her reach up towards the blindfold to remove it. He blinked, momentarily blinded by the late afternoon sun. Once his vision adjusted, he made eye contact with her. Her eyes were soft and hazy as they bore into his.
Smiling, she reached a hand for one of his and held it, stroking him with her thumb. “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Like I just came my brains out after being edged for way too long by my alpha.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You were being a brat. It’s my duty to punish you.”
He chuckled softly. “Yeah. How about you? Your joints okay?”
“Yeah. I got lucky. I didn't trip on anything and the weight training I’ve been doing managed to keep my joints from subluxating on me during our chase.”
“I’m glad.”
“We’ll be tied for a while,” she started softly, a flush on her cheeks. “Is there anything I can do while we're connected? I want to give you a massage after we get back to my room and shower.”
“A massage?”
“Yeah. I used a lot of my signet on you.” A smug grin formed on her face. “I want you to be sore, not in pain.”
He scoffed. “Yeah, well I’m pretty sure you accomplished all your goals.”
“My goals?”
“Yeah.” He let the memory of her dirty talk replay in his mind, sharing it down their bond.
Satisfaction radiated through her side of the bond and she preened atop him. “I’ve gotten better at dirty talk.”
“You have.” The memory of the first time she tried to dirty talk him rose up in his mind and she let out a squawk of indignation.
“Excuse me?! Who said you were allowed to bring that up again?!”
He laughed as she gave him a love tap. “It's my right.”
She huffed at him, testing their tie. When she slid out of him easily, she stood up and extended her hand towards him. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up and massaged before I forget all my honorable intentions.”
A smirk on his face, he teased, “I could always remind you of some dishonorable intentions.”
“I refuse to suffer any longer because of your inability to control your own hormones. It's bad enough when your fever comes and you lose the ability to shield but know that if you subject me to your unshielded mating again today I will drop you,” Sgaeyl interrupted.
Sorry, Sgaeyl.
Meeting his alpha's eyes, he gave her a sympathetic smile when her expression was unfocused in that way that he knew meant she was talking to her dragons. When she snapped back to attention, she giggled, “I take it you just got the same lecture I did?”
“Yeah.”
Tilting her head slightly, she looked at his unmarked mating gland intently. Then she shook her head as if to clear it. “Come, my omega.”
“As you wish, my alpha.”