Chapter 29
Elana
I lay in the nest as Emmett crawled over my body, caging me. His wings were open and draped over us, casting us in shadow. I’d never felt more turned on in my entire life. I needed him. And I needed him now.
His hands were everywhere, skimming over my hips, thighs, and breasts, and his mouth followed with a series of licks, nibbles, and kisses. I arched into him, my fingers tangling in his hair, my body aching for more.
“Emmett, please—”
“Patience,” he chuckled, his ridged cock pressing against me.
I whimpered, frustrated at the teasing. I lifted my hips, trying to rub up against him. “Fuck patience.”
He growled and swore. And it was as if he finally snapped.
I lined us up and he thrust inside. His cock was massive, and I whimpered as each thick ridge of his cock stretched me, filling me fuller than I thought possible.
Pleasure and pain blended into one, and I cried out, my nails raking down his back, my legs locking around his waist.
He moved slowly at first, each thrust deliberate. Each and every ridge on his perfect cock just hit that right spot inside me, like he’d been made for me and me alone.
“Faster,” I gasped.
“So greedy, my treasure.”
His breath fanned across my temple as he picked up the pace, his hips grinding hard against mine. The nest was shaped perfectly to cradle us, and there was nowhere to hide as my pleasure built.
Every pass had electricity zinging through my body. The sounds were obscene, raw, primal, and wet. I imagined how it would look as he disappeared into me.
I was hovering at the edge when he reached his hand between us, finding my clit. There was no teasing, or searching, just immediate, purposeful circles around my sensitive bud. Round and round, in time with his thrusts.
My pussy tightened around him so hard he had to fight to move. I was out of my mind with pleasure. And my whole world threatened to shatter as each movement seated him deeper and deeper until we were one and the same.
I came with a cry, my body clenching around him. White streaked across my vision, and for one long, blissful moment, there was nothing but me and him. Emmett followed, his body rigid as his cock pulsed inside me, pumping his seed. A roar shook the cave and echoed in our ears.
Fire engulfed us, lighting up the cavern in dancing flames. The nest was on fire, but Emmett didn’t look concerned one bit. I didn’t have time to be concerned either, because the base of his cock was swelling now, knotting within me.
I closed my eyes, breathing through the intense sensations.
I knew better than to pull away this time.
I gasped as he shifted, and a thick ridge pressed against my G-spot.
Then I was cresting again before I even had the chance to come down.
I was filled so tightly that I couldn’t even milk him; there was no space for me to move. But he felt it anyway.
“Fuck, Elana,” he growled through gritted teeth. “You’re killing me.”
We lay there, tangled together literally, our breaths ragged, our bodies slick with sweat. The fire had gone out now, leaving the sheets half-charred. The treasure around us glittered in the dim light. I was surprised parts of the nest survived the inferno.
“The fire, was that a bonding ritual?” I asked.
“Yes.” Emmett pressed his forehead to mine, his wings around us like a blanket. “You’re mine now,” he murmured.
I smiled, my fingers tracing the ridges of his horns. “Yours.”
He kissed me, slow and sweet. “I love you, my treasure.”
My heart swelled in a way I never thought I’d ever experience. This was it. This was love. Real love. Emmett wanted me for me and nothing else. And I knew it was true in the deepest part of my soul.
“I love you too.”
We lay there in each other’s arms for a long time. And I decided that it was one of the things I liked about his knot. It forced us to cuddle.
It was I who broke the silence. “You’re right, the acoustics in here are exceptional.”
He chuckled. “They really are. Though I’d prefer not to share your sexy cries with the entire mountain.”
I laughed. “Jealous?”
“Possessive,” he corrected, rolling us so I was pinned beneath him again, his weight a delicious pressure. “You are my most coveted treasure after all.”
“And what does that mean exactly?”
“It means that tomorrow, you’re moving into the castle permanently.
We’ll set up a portal directly to Darlington so you can visit your friends and family anytime you want.
But you’ll always come home to me.” He tilted my face up to his.
“You’d do that, right? Stay with me and Melly? She needs you. I need you.”
And for once, I had no objection, because it was exactly what I wanted. I needed him too.