Chapter 22 - Persephone


    Nothing could be better than falling asleep in Jonathan’s arms after an epic orgasm. I was wrong. What


    could be better? Wake up to Jonathan’s hot breath on my thighs, his searing kisses peppering my soft


    skin, all leading up to his tortuous tongue licking my pussy before dipping inside. He hadn’t done that


    “Jonathan…” I moaned, arching against him as I gripped the sheets.


    I moaned louder as his growl vibrated against my core, sending jolts of pleasure through me. His arms


    looped around my thighs, pulling them further apart as he devoured me like a starving man. I could


    already feel the pleasure building inside me, and I didn’t know how long I could take it before it


    exploded.


    I know he’s never done this before, so why is he so fucking good at it? Maybe it’s because he’s being


    methodical about it. He’s taking his time, exploring, and learning, which touches push me closer to


    climax. How did I get the genius who can dream up the most insane and intricate inventions like Dove


    and apply that genius mind to sex?


    As he flicked his tongue against my clit my ws ripped into the sheet. And when he sucked on my clit


    I lost it. I screamed his name, my voice echoing around the bunker as my ws dug into the mattress.


    My heart was racing as my body quivered from the aftershocks of my orgasm. The aftershocks were


    not at all lessened by Jonathan continuing top at me and swirl his tongue inside me.


    “Fuck, you taste good.” Jonathan groaned against my pussy before returning to devouring me.


    “Jonathan… oh fuck…” I bit my bottom lip as he started to coax my body back to the edge. “Want…


    need… you.” I was panting the words as I reached down for him.


    It was a relief when heplied and started kissing up my body. My heart was still racing, but at least


    my body had otherwise gotten past the wave of that orgasm.


    I wiggled under him as his beard tickled my stomach, and the giggle bubbling inside me became a


    moan as his mouth found my breasts.


    At first, his attention was tender, soft kisses and swirling his tongue around my nipple. But as his hand


    massaged and teased my other breasts, he got a little rougher, nipping at the tender skin, leaving little


    love bites that we both know will fade. I hissed each time but not exactly in pain. It was this mix of pain


    and pleasure that had my pussy clenching in desire.


    Just as I thought he would put me out of my misery, okay, this was far from suffering, but you know


    what I mean, he switched breasts. “You’re trying to kill me….” I growled as I tugged at his hair.


    He pulled back and looked at me with a smile, his beard glistening made me blush as I realized why his


    beard was glistening. That was my orgasm in his beard, and given that he kissed my body, I also knew


    I probably had a trail of it on my skin. It sounds gross, but I quickly realized I don’t care. Besides, I can


    shower before work.


    “What a way to go, átawit.” He winked before dipping his head back to my chest.


    I rolled my eyes and arched against him. “If I’m going to die from orgasm, you better give me


    something thicker and longer to die on than your tongue.” I teased him as I reached between us. A


    smile spread across my lips as I found his hard cock.


    “Persephone…” He sucked in a sharp breath, groaning as I wrapped my hand around his length.


    I love how my name sounds on his lips, especially when he says it like that. Like I’m everything to him


    like I’m the key to everything. His mouth was on mine in a hungry, desperate kiss before I could taunt


    him further with my words. Tilting my hips, I guided his cock to my entrance. That seemed to be all the


    direction he needed as he thrust inside me.


    “Persephone…” He groaned my name into the kiss as our bodies moved in sync, finding a rhythm that


    satisfied our desires.


    We were limited in space in this alcove bed area, so we weren’t changing positions. Last night, I


    learned the hard way when I tried to get on top and bonked my head as I couldn’t fully sit up. It’s not


    like all of our future intimacy will be in this alcove.


    He has a bedroom at the pack house, so we’ll eventually have sex in a proper bed. And there’s plenty


    of space in the rest of the bunker. I certainly wouldn’t mind getting fucked on the workstation or against


    one of the shelves of parts.


    Likest night, the bunker was filled with the echoes of our moans and the smell of sex. That’s the best


    part of the bunker. No one else is going to hear or smell us. If we’d stayed at the pack house, the Alpha


    family and my little sister could have heard us. Delh has to deal with enough sex sounds back in


    Incubi. She doesn’t need to listen to me having sex too.


    As we both inched closer to climax, I felt his teeth scrape across the hollow of my neck. I tilted my head


    on instinct to give him more ess, wanting him to mark me. I wanted and needed to feel the bond


    between us deepen. Sara was suddenly very much involved, as she held her breath as she waited and


    hoped that despite everything we’d said and been told, he would mark me.


    Instead of sinking his teeth in, he sucked on the spot. I don’t know how long the hickey willst, but I


    could already tell it would be a deep dark mark with how hard and intensely he sucked at the spot.


    Fuck, it was hot, even hotter, when I thought about going to work with it visible. It may not be our mate


    mark, but at least it says I’m taken.


    With that thought in mind, I pushed his hair aside and sucked at his neck, wanting to leave a mark on


    him. That seemed to be enough to drive us both over the edge. I growled against his neck, refusing to


    let go till I knew the hickey wouldst a bit longer.


    Jonathan growled my name into my neck as my inner walls squeezed his dick, and I felt him release.


    I’m so fucking d I have the IUD. But I still made a mental note that we should buy condoms. Better


    safe than sorry.


    “Morning.” Jonathan smiled down at me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.


    “Good morning. I think I like waking up like this to an rm clock.” I teased.


    “We need to head to the pack house.” Jonathan groaned as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder.


    “Yeah… that’s where all my clothes are, and I’m not going into the office in Bloodmoon training gear.” I


    agreed as I absently ran my hands down his back.


    “Clothes are overrated. Maybe we could call in and say we’ll be remote. Then I can keep you naked all


    day.” Jonathan suggested, leaning up on his forearms to look down at me. The level of mischief in his


    eyes is utterly adorable.


    ‘If we work remotely, it also means not seeing M and maybe going for run breaks so Jaci and I can


    spend more time together.’ Sara pointed out.


    “So tempting.” I sighed. “But it’s only my second day, and I don’t want to make a bad impression on


    others. Especially since I will be staying even after the internship ends.”


    “Oh?” He teased me. “Being my mate doesn’t mean I’m going to hire you.”


    “Nor should it be. I don’t want you to hire me because we have an intimate rtionship. You’re going to


    hire me because I’m fucking brilliant.” I smirked up at him.


    “We’ll see how brilliant you are as your internship progresses.” He conceded. “But let’s head out since


    you insist we go to the office.” He sighed as he went to roll off me.


    “Jonathan!” I quickly grabbed him as he yelped, having not been thinking in which direction he rolled


    and started to fall out of the alcove.


    “See, this is how often I sleep up here.” We both startedughing as hended on me.


    He rolled in the other direction, and I climbed down first. We didn’t bother grabbing clothes as we’d be


    running in wolf form back to the packhouse. So we went topside, and once he had secured the bunker,


    we shifted to Jaci and Sara and made our way to the pack house. When we got to the pack house, we


    changed into some spare clothes in a bin near the tree line.


    “Looks like you two had a good first night.” David snickered over his cup of coffee as we walked past


    the kitchen.


    “Yep. Not all of us were stupid enough to date before finding our mate.” Jonathan shrugged.


    I’m not sure I understood the dig, but David’s eyes narrowed for a moment before Mikali pped his


    hand on his shoulder. “Let it go, David. Let Silvercloud be happy. None of us want to get glitter


    bombed.” Mikali sighed.


    “Trust me. I can do worse than a glitter bomb.” I smiled as we turned to head up the stairs.


    “There you are, Persephone!” Delh greeted me as she suddenly hugged me on the stairs. “You didn’t


    “Well yeah. I spent the night with Jonathan.” I pointed out as I freed myself from my little sister.


    “But doesn’t he live here?” Delh frowned and looked at Jonathan, then back at me. “Did you mark?


    Or are those just hickeys?” She pointed at the spot on my neck he’d spent so much time sucking on.


    “Just hickeys. We are waiting till after our family visits to mark.” I exined.


    “Oh yes, I heard they were alling. It’s going to be so much fun to see them. We can tell them about


    what we’ve been doing here in Bloodmoon. And I hope I’ve made some friends by then so I can


    introduce them.” Delh happily pped.


    “You have friends here. What about Suzie Walterson? And I’m sure you could befriend Hana.” I pointed


    out.


    “Well, yes, I have Suzie. We made ns to hang out today after I finished my sses. She’s going to


    introduce me to all her friends. I hope they like me. As for Hana…” Delh nced up the stairs.


    I furrowed my brow as I saw Hana stepping out of a room with luggage. Is she leaving? Because


    Jonathan found a mate? How childish. It’s not even like they were dating before I showed up.


    “Princess Hana, are you ready?” Someone behind us questioned. I turned my head to see a red-haired


    boy that reminded me of Sadria standing.


    “Yes, Iver. I’m just waiting for the stairs to be clear. Then we can join the others. We wouldn’t want to


    miss our flight to the first gathering.” Hana answered.


    “Come on, let’s shower and get ready for work.” Jonathan encouraged, tapping my hip.


    “I’ll see you at breakfast.” Delh smiled and moved around us so we could go upstairs.


    I could sense the tension as we got to the top of the stairs. Hana was staring at us, and it was


    ufortable, to say the least. Or at least it was for me. Jonathan seemed to take it all in stride.


    “Safe travels, Princess Hana. May the Goddess show you your true path during the summer


    gatherings.” Jonathan nodded.


    “Thank you. If things go well, I may only have to return for my things and say goodbye to daddy,


    Aurelia, and my siblings.” Hana nodded, not looking at me, before she hurried down the stairs with her


    bag.


    “That was awkward. I know you said you never dated anyone, but….” I frowned and gestured to the


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    stairs.


    “Hana was a toddler when Logan brought her and her mother home. I have thought of her as a sister


    more than anything else. She developed a crush, and I’ve never encouraged it.” Jonathan assured me.


    I sighed and nodded, believing him. “Okay. I’m going to my room to shower and change. I’ll meet you


    downstairs.” I suggested.


    “Or I could shower with you. Save on hot water.” Jonathan offered with a smile.


    “Yeah…. No. I want to be on time for work. If I let you in the shower, we’ll have sex instead of getting to


    the office.” I shook my head as I ducked into my guest room before he could retort. I don’t trust myself


    to shower with that man.