Chapter 37
Rylee
Before I can rattle off one of the hundreds of questions racing through my mind, I’m stunned into silence by the room we’ve just entered.
Pierce closes the door behind me, looking just as enamored as we take in the space.
The rock walls are jagged and curved, creating dips and natural slides for the glowing crystal water that cascades freely from an opening in the ceiling above us.
A soft waterfall of liquid trickles into a winding pool that flows down the center of the room.
A smooth rock pathway offers access to the other side of where we stand, across the mini river, where a flat expanse of rock stretches, a luscious bed perched atop it.
Behind the bed, an arch is carved into the rock wall, and the space is filled with old tomes with a variety of colored spines.
Warm, golden flames hover in the corner, illuminating the enchanting space.
“Okay, this looks like paradise,” I say, stepping along the rock pathway to the other side of the room, glancing up through the opening the water is coming through. I can see the tops of the green palms we walked through earlier, and a soft, indigo sky as the sun sets.
Pierce opens the door behind him, peeking out before closing it again. “No guard, not locked.”
“Checking to make sure it’s not a pretty prison?” I ask.
“You can never be too careful,” he says, bolting the door behind him.
I nod, rubbing my temples. “What are we going to do if they don’t agree?”
I didn’t expect it to be easy, but I didn’t expect to see the disdain I glimpsed earlier, either.
“We will handle that if it comes,” Pierce says, crossing the pathway to take me into his arms.
“I don’t like not having a plan,” I admit.
He smiles down at me. “I know,” he says softly. “But what good will a plan do you now? We have no inkling what tomorrow will bring.”
“Coming from the man who is always a hundred steps ahead?”
He parts his lips, then closes them.
“You already have a plan, don’t you?” I ask.
“I might have considered several outcomes while you were speaking to them.”
I huff a laugh. “And here you tell me to not worry.”
He shrugs, drawing me closer against him. “Because I’m doing enough of the what-if game for the both of us.”
His touch has the bond between us yanking taut. We share a silent look, and that’s all it takes before his mouth is on mine.
Pierce’s kiss is always breathtaking, but there’s something more behind it right now.
A sense of urgency that has my heart rate soaring.
We’re in a new place with so much unknown around us, but one certainty we can be sure of is each other.
That’s a connection and understanding that makes me feel seen on every level.
Slowly, he spins me around so he can help me out of my clothes, and then I do the same for him. I open his door in my mind, letting his power slide along the bond between us.
He groans as I direct an energy band to slip between us and tease his hard cock.
I grin, triumphant as I control the power. Such a power that he’s teased me with so many times.
“You love it, don’t you?” he asks, kissing along my jawline as his hand slips between my thighs. “The power. The hold you have over me.”
I rock into his touch, trembling as he glides his fingers through my slick heat. “I love the way you make me feel.”
Pierce dips his fingers inside me, effectively shutting off that line of thought. “And how do I make you feel?” he asks, his voice low between us. He’s looking down at me with those rich brown eyes, hanging on my every move, every word.
My lips part, a gasp releasing as he pumps his fingers inside me. Sparks erupt under his touch, a warm tingling that travels feather light over that sensitive bundle of nerves. That sensation lets me know he’s taken his power back, and I look down between us.
The energy he controls has replaced his fingers, and his hands are free to roam over my body, teasing and touching every inch he can reach.
“Worthy.” I finally breathe the word. “You make me feel worthy.” I don’t know how else to describe it. The way he handles me, the way all of my mates do, makes me feel like a queen.
“You’re my queen,” he says, then captures my mouth with his.
“Of course you’re worthy. All we can hope is to worship you properly for the rest of eternity.
” He drops to his knees, the energy bands disappearing as I look down at him there, grinning up at me before he dips his head and licks straight through my heat.
I gasp, my hands flying to his shoulders as he does it again.
The bond between us pulses with need, with the demands of more, more, more. Intensifying the longer he eats at me, working me up in tight knots until I’m sure I’ll combust.
I reach for the power, his power, and slip into his mind, ensuring he feels everything he’s doing to me, all the while directing that energy band to wrap around his cock and squeeze him just the way he likes.
Pierce groans against my sensitive flesh.
I smile, doing my best to hold that concentration, to keep filling him with the love and desire and pleasure I feel. To keep teasing him as he’s teasing me—
It all slips as he draws away, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me to the bed. The waterfall next to it fills the room with a steady hum, barely covering my gasp of pleasure as he spreads my thighs wide and spears himself inside me.
“Pierce. Yes. More.”
He pulls out slowly, dragging himself against all my sensitive spots, only to plunge into me again.
Instinctively, I try to close my thighs around his hips, to take some control of the pace, the angle, but he keeps his hands on my knees.
“You will stay spread for me,” he says, eyes flickering from mine down to where he’s pumping into me.
A hot shiver streaks down the middle of me at the demand, at the way he’s taking control. I reach for him, needing to touch him, and I grip his forearms, moaning as he thrusts into me again and again.
“You feel amazing.” He groans the words, emphasizing them with powerful strokes that have me gasping for breath. “Hot and slick.”
“Pierce.” My heart races as my pleasure builds beneath my skin, curling and twisting toward release. I push against his hold, wanting him to go faster, deeper.
He grins down at me. “Needy little mate.”
He releases me, enveloping me until we’re chest to chest, my legs wrapping around him as he unleashes himself on me. The power collides between us, emotions and pleasure and love surging from one end of the bond to the other, a free flow that’s all-consuming and pushes me right over that edge.
My orgasm rips through me in waves, sparks erupting from the crown of my head, turning me into an absolute puddle. Pierce follows my release, holding me tight as he spills inside me, then dropping his head against my chest as we catch our breath.
The constant waterfall next to us fills the room with a peaceful sound as he shifts to look down at me.
Whatever awaits us, he says into my mind, I’m happy to face it with you.
I press my lips together, emotion tangling inside me. I reach up, cupping his face as he dips down to kiss me gently, slowly.
I push the words into his mind. Whatever awaits us.