Chapter 19
Ael
Ael took steadying breaths as they walked back to his room.
His mind was racing. She mentioned having dreams of snakes all her life, and Kalon had been especially interested in her from the moment he saw her arrive in the dunes.
He also spoke of Seda as if he had known her for a much longer time than he actually had.
Kalon had to be Somnium.
The image of the Gnashing Flora writhing in pain flashed through his mind. That was so sudden, and no one had done anything to stop the monstrous plant from its attack. It had to have been Kalon’s magic. Also, Kalon didn’t have the same dragon tattoo as the other Rising members.
It all made sense.
Well, mostly. How did he know Seda before meeting her? Had he sensed she was special from the moment her beautiful soul entered this world? Or was it something else?
One thing was sure, though: Kalon couldn’t have her. Seda belonged to him.
They entered his dimly lit room, where Seda sat on the silken sheets, fidgeting with her fingers. He could tell she was nervous. Hopefully, it wasn’t because of his reaction to Kalon and his anger that he couldn’t swallow down in the library.
He sat beside her and held her hands to calm not only her but himself as well. She looked up at him, her beautiful, storm-filled eyes meeting his.
“I’m sorry I got upset, Sed. That man can’t be trusted, and I’ll do everything I can to stop him from getting to you.” He took another deep breath.
Seda bit her lip, anxious tension radiating from her posture, and his eyes tracked the movement.
They were close in proximity and alone on his bed.
His cock involuntarily firmed, and he silently scolded himself. He knew he shouldn’t be thinking about that when she was worried about Kalon or Somnium, whatever the fuck his name was, haunting her dreams.
“There’s no need to feel nervous, Seda. I’ll be here if he comes for you.”
She hesitated and blushed brightly, “Oh… yes. Thank you.”
He reached for the blankets and pulled them back, patting the bed for her to get in, and she slid under the covers. He crawled in from the opposite side of the bed and looked into her eyes, their faces just inches apart.
She hesitantly reached up and gently ran her fingers through a strand of his hair, the feeling, once again, rushing straight to his pants. He pretended to reposition himself on the bed, creating more space between them, and let himself ache without her noticing.
He could tell from the pulse in her throat that her heartbeat was racing. He didn’t want her to be so scared. He would always protect her, even if it were just making sure she woke up from a nightmare into the safety of his arms.
Her eyes darted between his and then down to his lips. “Umm… can we kiss again?” she asked.
Fuck. Yes.
His lips parted into a smile, and he said, “Sed, you never need to ask. I’ll kiss you whenever. Even if I’m burning alive, I’ll kiss you.”
She gently pressed her soft lips against his, moaning when he returned the gesture. He wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her closer, firmly holding her face to his.
Her desire swept through the air as he groaned into the softness of her mouth, gently biting her bottom lip.
He adjusted and leaned over her, pressing her into the mattress with his hand still wrapped around her, softly licking her lip to soothe the bite he had just given.
Their lips remained connected, and he never wanted it to end.
Fucking mine, he thought.
Anticipation swarmed through him as she reached for his hand and guided it under her shirt. He inhaled sharply when his fingers brushed the soft skin of her breast and hardened nipple.
He throbbed, feeling himself swell as his desire blew out of control.
He tried not to, but his kiss grew rougher, more uncontrolled, and he rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Her eyes shot open, and she moaned into his mouth.
He splayed his fingers and gently squeezed her breast within his palm, kneading the soft tissue. She was so fucking soft.
She pulled away from him and lifted her shirt over her head, allowing her full breasts to spill out between them.
A low growl vibrated from his throat as he looked down and admired the perfection that lay before him. He couldn’t stop himself, didn’t want to stop himself, and he bent down lower and sucked a nipple into his mouth, his cock aching and straining against his pants as she moaned.
He swirled his tongue around and sucked on it, letting it pop loudly when he released it from his lips.
So fucking perfect.
“Oh my gods, Cahir,” she gasped.
“Repeat my name. I only want my name coming from that perfect fucking mouth,” he commanded as he smiled wickedly above her nipple and blew onto it.
She had never felt this before—never felt someone love her the way she deserved—and he was going to give her everything.
He slowly reached his fingers under the hemline of her shorts and ran his fingers over her underwear, groaning when he felt her soaking through the material. Ever so slowly, he slid his fingers under and ran them around her clit, growling when he felt how soft she was.
She gasped under him, her body trembling. He pulled them out and sucked them into his mouth, finally savoring her taste for the first time.
So fucking divine. So fucking mine.
He circled his fingers around her again, around and around, painfully slow, loving how her body shuddered in response.
“Oh… Cahir,” she moaned and pressed her hips into him. He teased her entrance and swirled his fingers over her opening.
Her breathing became labored, and she grabbed onto his shoulders firmly. He pulled his fingers away and ran them over her clit again, loving the feeling of the skin he had dreamed about touching so many times before.
He was so hard and groaned as he pressed himself against the mattress, allowing himself this one, only this one, bit of sensation.
His focus was solely on her. He continued to rub his finger around her and sucked her nipple back into his mouth, synching the swirling of his tongue to the swirling and pressure of his fingers.
He looked up at her and saw the pure bliss on her face as she watched him, her jaw slightly open and her bright eyes fixed on him.
He could do this all night. He wanted to do this all night. The smell of her was dizzying, electrifying. He released her nipple from his lips and slowly kissed his way down her stomach.
She was rocking her hips against the rhythm of his movements, and he pulled his hand away. He heard her groan, wanting more, and he smiled to himself.
She was completely unaware of what was coming next.
He pulled her shorts and underwear off and spread her legs open, groaning loudly when he saw her for the first time. Beautiful and glistening, just for him. He couldn’t help the moan that escaped him as he looked at how swollen and ready she was, and he licked his lips in anticipation.
He looked back into those glowing violet eyes, so wide they illuminated her chest.
“W-What are you doing?” she asked, trying to close her legs.
He parted them once more and grinned at her when her eyes widened further.
“I have been starved, Seda.” He didn’t let her react before he leaned in and ran his tongue along the center of her, sucking her into his mouth and humming in pleasure.
She tasted better than he had imagined, better than anything he had ever experienced before, surpassing even the richest of honey cakes.
He firmly pressed his tongue against her clit, swirling it around and feeling her whimper under him.
She gasped, and her hips began to move in sync with his tongue as she pressed into him. He peered up and saw her head thrown back, gazing at the ceiling as she basked in the feeling of being worshiped for the first time in her life.
He slid his fingers into her, pressing them back and forth against the sensitive area inside, slowly sliding them in and out.
She cried out and rocked herself against him harder. Supporting himself with his elbow, he firmly pressed his hand on her lower abdomen to hold her down.
He noticed her breathing change, her body trembling, and he couldn’t help himself any longer. He ground his cock against the mattress and moaned back into her. He slowly thrust himself into the softness below, through his pants, pretending it was her, matching the same rhythm of her hips.
She screamed his name into the darkness of the room, her fingers digging into the mattress, and she exploded in a bright purple glow, lighting up the darkened room.
He ground himself firmly into the mattress once more, and fire erupted from within. He felt the rush of warm cum fill his underwear, and he moaned loudly into her pulsating core while still focusing on the movement of his tongue to ensure her high lasted as long as possible.
Kalon may have had her first kiss, but he had the gift of her first orgasm, and it would belong to him for-fucking-ever.
She was angelic, a divine being sent from the stars, and he was created to worship her… forever.
A loud crash shattered the bedroom door, flooding the room with warmth. Ael instinctively shifted in front of Seda and activated his magic into a misty shield, protecting them from the flying debris.
He heard the sound of her sizzling storm igniting behind him, but she was his to protect.
A deep, red glow entered the room through the dust and mingled with Seda’s purple, bathing it in vibrant magenta.
Ael watched as jagged, snarling teeth neared his face in the dim light, with blood and fur caught between them.
Elco growled deep in his throat, causing the room to shake—threat and promise of violence visible on his menacing face.