Chapter 63
THALRIC
The ache inside me is nearly unbearable. I’ve longed for this moment for so many seasons, my heart and body both desperate to fully claim Aurora as mine, to finally seal our bond.
Holding her close, my stav pressed insistently against her abdomen, I tremble with restraint. Her legs wrap instinctively around my waist, her warmth seeping into me as I carry her to the cavern’s mouth, wings snapping open as we lift into the night sky.
Moonlight bathes us in silver, washing over her delicate features, highlighting the lovely blush that stains her cheeks, and her luminous brown eyes as they gaze up into mine.
She is breathtaking… everything I have ever dreamed of and desired. My knot pulses with intense need, but I force myself to ascend higher, above the clouds, toward the mountain’s peak.
Aurora’s arms tighten around my neck, her heartbeat fluttering against my chest. Her body molds perfectly to mine, every soft curve pressed close, igniting a fire within me that nearly robs me of control.
The air is crisp, but her breath is warm against my neck, sending pleasurable shivers down my spine as we hover above the clouds, surrounded by starlight.
Her eyes find mine, full of trust and love so deep it steals the breath from my lungs. Emotion wells in my chest as I lean in, capturing her lips in a slow, tender kiss.
Carefully, I position myself, pressing gently at her slick, welcoming warmth. I pause, gathering every shred of restraint to ensure my knot softens just enough to ease inside her.
I clench my jaw as I sink into her tight warmth, fighting the overwhelming urge to spill inside her.
Aurora moans against my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair. When I’m finally seated fully inside her, she tilts her head back with a soft moan. “Feels so good,” she breathes, softly biting her lower lip. “So full.”
I roll my hips into hers, each shallow thrust and movement of my wings intensifying the exquisite pleasure rising within. Her soft, breathy cries fill my ears, driving me mad with the urge to claim her fully, to make her utterly and irrevocably mine.
I capture her mouth with my own, our lips meshing repeatedly as she clings to me in complete surrender as delicious friction builds between us.
The small muscles of her channel begin to flex and quiver around my length as I feel her begin to tighten around me, her body trembling with impending release.
My gaze drops to the elegant curve of her neck, and my fangs lengthen instinctively.
She tilts her head, offering her throat in complete trust. “Thalric, please,” she murmurs. “Make me yours.”
Fierce possessiveness surges through me, and I sink my fangs into her neck as my knot expands in her channel. She cries out my name, gripping me tight as her climax crashes through her.
Overwhelming pleasure cascades through my body as my knot swells even more, sealing us together. My stav begins to pulse, and I roar as I erupt deep inside her, flooding her core.
The pleasure is so intense I momentarily forget my wings, and we begin to fall, air rushing past us in a thrilling surge as I fill her with my seed.
My wings snap wide as we drop through the clouds, and then we begin to ascend once more. Panting heavily, I land on a rock ledge near the mountain’s peak, pressing her securely between the rock wall and my chest.
Cupping her chin, I tip her head up to mine and press my lips to hers. “You are mine,” I whisper, my voice full of love and reverence. “And I am yours.”