Chapter 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Michaela
The exhaustion didn’t reach me until we finally left the others. Morax supported my weight with ease, and I leaned into his side while we walked.
The palace was beautiful, with old world charm. I didn’t travel around the world much, but I’d seen photos of Edinburgh, and the cobblestone streets and stonework reminded me of those pictures. It was beautiful.
Our rooms were located in a tower several stories high.
The room was filled with beautiful tapestries and dozens of candles.
A low-lit chandelier hung from the ceiling.
I heard the water turn on as I gazed out the massive, curved window looking out over the city below.
My mate’s arms wrapped around me from behind, and I sighed, leaning into his comforting touch.
“You were brilliant back there, little lumen.” His voice was filled with pride. Mor nipped at my neck. “Brilliant, sexy, powerful. I think I fell in love with you all over again.”
His words seeped into my veins, and I could feel the truth of them in our bond.
I could barely contain the smile on my face.
Turning in his arms, I brought my own up and twined my fingers at the base of his neck.
My toes barely touched the floor as I tried to reach him.
Morax purred deep in his chest as he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist. His rough hands held my thighs, and my core lit with need for this daemon of mine.
He leaned down, and our lips met with fire and passion. My body melted into him, and my tongue sought his, needing the taste of him. A moan escaped my lips as he nipped my lips playfully. Arousal coated my skin, and my power hummed just below the surface. It was different here.
“Morax,” I panted, pulling away. “My power, it’s stronger here. It feels all tingly and barely controlled within me.”
Mor leaned back, and his eyes went wide. “I can see that, little lumen. Your eyes are lit up with it.”
My eyes widened, and I could almost feel the power radiating from them. “What does it look like?”
He brought one hand to my cheek, caressing softly. “It’s like looking directly into the sun just as it rises over the horizon. The beauty and power within these eyes could bring the world to its knees.”
Gods damn, this male had a way with words. I whimpered, the need for him bursting like a damn within me. “Mor. I need you.”
My mate growled with desire and walked us toward the window until my back pressed against the glass.
His mouth was on me instantly, licking, sucking, and biting every bit of exposed flesh he could find.
The dress I wore was torn clean off my body, leaving me in a lacy blue bra and matching cheeky panties.
Mor’s claws trailed down my stomach, and I shivered.
But he wasn’t the only one who could tease.
Using my connection to his earth power, I turned his clothes to sand and grinned against his mouth when his flesh pressed into mine.
“Naughty little thing,” Mor murmured against my lips. “Are you in a hurry?” His claws traced up my thighs, and his massive cock bobbed against my ass.
I wiggled in his arms and attempted to grab for him, but Mor was faster.
He grabbed my arms and held my wrists with one hand above my head, securing me against the window.
It was thrilling. Mor did not like others to watch, and the idea that someone could look up and see us was making my insides buzz with renewed arousal.
Another whimper escaped my lips when his clawed hand teased so close to my slick core before moving up my stomach. “You’re a tease.”
He chuckled. “You’re the one wearing this edible lace. Is this for me? A gift to unwrap?”
I rolled my hips, shamelessly attempting to find friction for my aching center. “Sure. Yes. A present. Now rip into it and fuck me, mate.”
Mor’s eyes lit up like molten gold, and I grinned triumphantly. His claws tore through the lingerie with ease, leaving the pretty lace in pieces on the floor. He brushed his knuckle over my soaked core and growled possessively.
He pressed in closer, widening my legs and leaving me exposed. His hips rolled, dragging the head of his cock between my legs, teasing me once more. I moaned, humping his cock shamelessly.
“Tell me what you need, little doe,” Mor purred, probing just enough to make me beg.
“You, Mor. I need every inch of you inside me,” I panted, because it was true, and if he didn’t take me in the next second, I might die.
His golden eyes twinkled with satisfaction, and his grip on my wrists tightened. Mor used his other hand to position his cock at my entrance and then slowly eased inside me. My head dropped back to the glass with a thud.
I moaned his name over and over as he thrust inside me, in and out, so achingly slow.
“Fuck, little doe,” he groaned. “You’re so fucking perfect. This tight cunt was made for me and only me. Look how well you take me.”
My eyes opened at his command, and I looked where our bodies joined. He was so damn huge. I clamped down at the sight, and his answering sounds of bliss were almost enough to send me over the edge.
“I was made for you, and you for me.” My words were soft and sweet, but I wasn’t done.
I needed him rabid. I leaned in and bit down on his chest, hard.
He snarled, his dick throbbing inside me.
When I pulled away, my teeth marks remained over his heart.
I looked up at him, this monster of mine. “Now fuck me like you own me, mate.”
The deadly sounds that bubbled out of his throat were intoxicating.
A yelp escaped my lips when he suddenly pulled out and dropped me to my feet.
In a matter of seconds, he pulled me away from the window and pressed my front into the exposed brick wall.
My arms were still locked in his iron grip on my wrists.
With his free arm, Mor lifted my hips and plunged his cock inside me.
I screamed his name as he fucked me into oblivion.
My bare chest scraped against the brick, and the hint of pain mixed with the pleasure of his cock hitting that perfect spot over and over was too much.
“Fuck. I’m coming. Fuck. Fuck,” I moaned, my body shaking as the orgasm shuddered through me.
“You’ve got a filthy mouth tonight, little doe,” Mor’s deep voice teased, but his relentless pace continued.
“I’m going to fuck the filth out of you after the party.
So when you’re being sweet and demure to all those strangers later, you’ll be thinking about how I’m going to have you on your knees, taking my cock. ”
His hand slid between my thighs, and before I could protest, Mor pressed a finger inside me, alongside his cock, filling me further. His thumb went to my clit, rubbing circles slowly in contrast to his fast pace. This mate of mine was going to kill me with pleasure. And I’d die happy.
“Morax,” I gasped between thrusts. “I fucking love you.”
My mate leaned in and nipped at my ear. “I love you, too, mate. Now come for me. Squeeze my cock like a good little lumen while I fill you up.”
The combination of his words, his hands, and his perfect cock brought me to the brink once more.
I shouted his name over and over as I came.
My pussy clamped down around him. His pacing finally slowed as he pumped his seed inside me.
My body gave out almost instantly, and Mor carried me to the bath.
We sat in the tub, nestled in each other’s arms, until my fingers started to prune and he forced us to get out.
I was more than willing to skip the party and spend the evening in his arms. But he reminded me Seraphina would be there, and the lust-filled thoughts dissipated. Seeing her was the next best thing.
Once more, we were being reunited after one of us being held captive by the damn Obscuritas Kings. But Sera was the strongest person I knew. She was a survivor through and through. And it was time we took those assholes down for good.