Sisters By Chance - The Dawn (Book Two)

Perfection

Tim's POV

Her hand is small and delicate inside mine. Her fingers are soft, and her skin is like a breath of fresh air on a cold spring morning. It sends chills up my arm and makes my skin tingle. The internal battle over being near her and keeping my distance is subsiding. Instead, my desire for closeness grow. The relationship with the beta is another battle. I see him and feel rage. It's frustrating. I should respect and submit to him. She has been at his table since she came here but has chosen mine today. And it has plastered a smug smile on my face that I'm trying to hide. My string of thinking is childish. We're not children quarreling over some girl. We're grownups, and it shouldn't matter where she sits. Still, she chose to sit with me.

Kayden keeps smirking my way. He's looking smug and isn't trying to hide it. It's more like he's expecting a cake or something for his involvement.

'Stop staring.' I huff over mindlink. His smirk grows into a massive grin.

'She brought a s*x toy to dinner. I'm entitled to stare!'

He's so f*****g dumb.

I groan in frustration, but Raven squees my hand under the table, and I soften before gazing at her breathtaking beauty.

New shivers run down my back. I feel Thor in my mind. He's pacing possessively, grumbling over all the men surrounding her. However dumb Kayden is. I'm grateful for his part in this. And he's just about the only man I tolerate at the moment. I wouldn't have held her hand right now if not for him. I'm indebted to him.

Kayden has become engrossed in a conversation with Tobias. I let Kayden feel the tingle in the back of his head, and he looks up at me with questionable eyes.

'Thank you.'

'Anytime!' He winks at me before returning to his conversation.

Alphas' voice boomed through the room, greeting our newly arrived friends. My nostrils flare as I remember the disrespect they displayed at the entrance. They might be here to help bring our Luna back. But I don't have to like them as they do it.

We eat and converse. Well, I listen to Raven talk to my friends. She has the most extraordinary laugh - I could listen to it all day. She acts all self-assured and confident in public. But I've witnessed her cheeks turn pink. I've seen her chew that plump lower lip while diverting her eyes in a submissive fashion. It was the sexiest thing I've seen, and I could barely contain myself. Thor has flashed me images of her on her knees, asking permission to take me into her mouth as we've been sitting here. My throbbing d**k is painful, yet I can't make him stop. And in a way, I don't want him to.

So everyone converses around me, and I daydream about the tiny witch beside me: Her plump lips wrapped around my member - The palms of her hands flat against my thighs - Her hair in my hand pulled into a ponytail - Tears streaming down her cheeks mixing with saliva in the corner of her mouth - Her dark eyes looking up at me, silently begging me for more.

A jolt of pain and pleasure shoots through me, making me jump. Her soft hand caresses my hardness through the jeans I put on when we packed up my room. Her fingertips follow my length from root to tip, then back again. My jaw strain as I suppress the need to hiss from the sensation. I know my eyes have gone dark as I look down at her. She's meeting my gaze as if waiting for me. Her eyes are glossy as veiled by her arousal. It's seeping from her pores. It's a matter of time before everybody here will catch a hint of her scent, and then more eyes than mine will change.

Raven tilts her head up, parting her lips. I bend down slightly and feel her lips graze my earlobe. Her whisper is a soft exhale, but I hear every word.

'Is this all for me?'

I nod in affirmation, relishing her touch.

'You two, get a room!' Kayden teases. I snap my eyes at him and see him smirk with an eyebrow raised at me.

'I thought you'd liked to watch!' Raven hums seductively. She takes my earlobe between her lips, nipping it softly.

'Not everyone here is me,' Kayden winks at her, making her giggle.

My voice is hoarse and strained when I turn to her, pulling my earlobe from her lips to peck her nose with my lips.

'You're done eating?'

'Uh-hum, food...' She smiles through her lashes.

'Oh, she's begging for it!' Thor purrs, sending shivers down my spine. I lift my hand to grab her chin, firmly holding her as I rub my nose against hers. Her hand trembles as her palm slide over my member. I groan, delighted by the sensation. Someone at our table whistled at us while another told us to get a room for real.

'Little bird, you smell divine!' I breathe against her lips before standing to my feet fast enough to nearly turn my chair over. She shrieks as I lift her and swing her over my shoulder, taking her away from prying eyes.

Walls sweep past us as I hurry up the stairs and into our shared room. The room has a moderate color theme. It's as if we're back in the lush forest. I slowly put her down on the floor in front of me.

Her black hair has been disheveled from the quick trip up, her cheeks rosy, and her skin hot. I let my hands travel up her hips and sides, pulling her jumper with me over Raven's head.

'Is this you? Or the bond?' She suddenly asks, biting her lower lip as she looks at me through her lashes. That simple gesture drives me crazy.

'On your knees, little bird!'

I can barely contain groaning as I see her lower herself to the floor, still holding my gaze. Glistening dark eyes meet mine with her face right in front of the swelling bulge in my pants. Palms slide up my thighs.

Then she licks her lips and breaks the spell.

I swat her hands off with a dark growl. She jumps slightly, gasping as her eyes turn round and apprehensive.

'Do you want to touch it?'

She nods slowly.

'Then be a good girl; ask nicely!'

Raven's eyes go wide before sparkling intrigued as she holds my gaze. Her words are barely above a whisper when she lifts her hands.

'Could I touch it, please?'

'Yes, you can, little bird!' I tell her with a nod. She softly places her palms flat on my thighs to slide them onto my stiffness. I hiss as she massages its length through my pants. My legs almost gave way from the sensation, and my thighs trembled. Her movements are deliciously slow. It forces all hesitation out of my mind. All I want is her.

'Good girl...' I breathe down at her, still holding her gaze. Her nimble fingers sneak their way to the button. I expect her to undo my pants, but she stops and bites her juicy lip.

'Can I please see it?'

'Help yourself, little one.' I approve. Raven tears her eyes from mine, turning her attention toward my jeans. I study her as she works her way past my pants and pulls them to my ankles. My underwear is all there is between us. She looks back up at me, and I nod at her to continue. Narrow fingers find their way around the hem, grabbing it and pulling them down. My firm member sprung free, almost slapping her face. It swayed inches from her lips. The tiny witch gasps and follows my bobbing d**k with her eyes.

'It's so thick! Can I?' She marveled as her hands snook back up my thighs. My cheeks heat up, and Thor puffs out his chest in pride from the compliment. We nod silently, filled with expectance. Thor is mesmerized by her movements and sounds, just like me - until she wraps her hands around my shaft, tugging it carefully. She works my length up and down before flickering the tip with her tongue, licking off the preecum glistening at my exposed slit. I close my eyes as my head falls back while a deep, dark moan leaves my lips. Her warm, soft lips wrapped around the head of my fully erect d**k as my hand wrapped around her hair, bundling it into a ponytail. Electric tingles run through my body and over my skin. She cups my balls, letting her fingers play with them. I hold her head firmly in place while moving my pelvis to pull myself out and push back in, letting her take a little more of me each time until I hit the back of her throat. Stares dance before my eyes as her muscles massage my sensitive head. Saliva splurts from the corner of her mouth as she gags and coughs from the strain on her mouth. It's heaven.

I pull back slightly and then shove myself back to the bottom. The tip of Raven's nose brushed against my stomach. Her hands leave my balls. She supports herself with her palms against my thighs, pushing herself away from me. A groan escapes me. I need to let her loose.

Instead, I tighten my grip on her hair, not letting up. I want more, so much more. Her mouth is perfect, warm with a tongue smooth as velvet.

The muscles in the back of her mouth spasm as she gags. Thor purrs aloud in my head, almost covering her muffled sounds. She pushes hard on me, but I can't bring myself to pull back.

Not yet.

Her hands slide to my hips, gripping me and digging her nails into my skin. The stinging pain brings me back to the moment. Raven's whimper is barely audible. I tilt my head to look down - her eyes are brimming with tears. They roll down her cheeks and chin, mixing with saliva. Panic grips me, and I pull out of her mouth completely.

I've hurt her.

I've made her cry.

She gasps for air. Her chest rises and falls while she holds on to me for support.

'Goddess, Raven! I'm, I'm so sorry!' I pleaded as I leaned down and stroked her hair and face, expecting her to swat me away and storm out the door. If she's going to hate me, I'll touch her skin for as long as possible before she does.

I cup her face to look at it. To my great surprise, she leans into me, resting her head in my hands and kissing my palms.

Raven locks eyes with me as her breathing turns to pants instead of gasps. Her eyes still glisten from unshed tears. Despite that, she smiles worriedly - mirroring my own emotions.

'You didn't like it?'

'I loved it!' I blurt out truthfully. She bites her lip, driving me insane.

'Can I taste you again?'

Her soft voice, along with her sweet pout, stunned me. I keep holding her face in my hands - searching for hesitation. She's kissing my palm and wrist, never letting my eyes go with hers. The panic subsides some.

'Please!' Raven ads. Soft fingers caress my thighs, brushing past my balls.

Pondering won't do me any good. I can't deny my little bird the things she wants, and if that happens to me, then so be it.

I straighten my back, 'Help yourself, little bird. It's all yours!'

'Thank you!' She tells me as her smile widens. She wraps her hands around my shaft once more, turning all her attention towards my erection, humming to herself.

'It so thick, so hard...'

She kisses the tip before wrapping her lips around it. I let her have control, choosing the pace. I use my hands to collect her hair back into a ponytail - giving me a full view of my d**k disappearing into her warm mouth before reappearing. I rock to meet her. Her teeth graze my sensitive skin, and I groan. I push inside her, hitting the back of her throat again, letting stares dance in my mind. But this time, I refuse to let my eyes close while thrusting short and firm thrusts, allowing her to breathe in between each. My balls twitch and contract in her hands. The stimulation is out of this world.

'You're so good at this, baby!' I groaned. A suffocated grunt is her only response. I fasten the pace, keeping the movements short, hitting the back of her throat over and over. Raven's jaw will hurt from the strain I put on it.

I pull out, letting her breathe. She whimpers from the loss, looking back up at me. Her eyes are pleading, almost bringing me over the edge by the mere sight.

'I'm going to go a little harder, little bird! If it gets too much, you dig your nails into my skin again. Alright?'

She nods meekly at me with her focus on the swaying d**k inches from her lips.

'Look at me,' I growl, forcing her to turn her attention to my face. 'What should you do if it gets too much?'

'Dig my nails into your skin.' She tells me.

'Good girl!' I coo, 'Now, open up!'

She opens up wide, sticking her tongue out. I swiftly push back inside her open mouth, sliding down her throat with a grunt. With her hair in a solid grip, I start pounding into her mouth. My control is slipping, but I keep my eyes on her. Tears stream down her cheeks, mixing with Thor purring along with her moans, groans, and grunts. My balls slap against her chin. Her hands are on my hips, holding on firmly, not using her nails. I know she feels my butt cheeks tighten as I come closer and closer to empty myself down her throat. I moan her name like a prayer over the slapping sounds soaring through our room until I push myself to the hilt, roaring from pleasure. Her nose is pressed against my stomach as I come into her pretty mouth - filling it with my seed. Her muscle massages me as she swallows every single drop I give her.

'Goddess,' I pant as I finally pull back from her warmth. 'You're a goddess, woman!'

Raven stayed on her knees, licking me clean before letting me go. She smiled at me as she dried her mouth with the back of her hand. The back of my legs hits the bed, and I stumble backward and sit down, panting from the immense strain of trying to control myself.

'Did I hurt you, little bird?'

Raven stands to her feet. She pulls her dress over her head without any theatricals, throwing it on the floor before walking to me while sliding her panties off her hips, letting them fall on her way. My stunning witch grabs my right hand and guides it between my thighs. Her soaking-wet core makes me shiver in delight. It has dripped down her folds, running down her thighs, dampening them.

'This is what you did to me.' She whispers, using my fingers to rub herself. I pushed past her folds onto her sensitive pearl and watched her mona from the contact.

'Now I've been a good girl.' She hums, gripping my chin. All the submissiveness has gone out the window. 'How about you be a good boy and use that pretty mouth of yours!'

'Yes, ma'am!' I purr as a shiver runs down my spine. She kisses me and takes my lower lip in her mouth, sucking it. This woman is everything, submissive and dominant, all bundled up in one perfect body and mind. Thor howled in agreement. She's our air, our life, our everything. And we're all hers!