Chapter 13 Rhianelle #3
My body betrays me anyway. The pleasure crests despite my resistance. It steals the breath from my lungs. I'm staring directly at Svenn through the crystal as my vision frays and pleasure destroys me. My body convulses and I can't stop it.
When I can think again, I'm trembling in the bond's arms.
The crystal chamber shatters.
Svenn steps through, freed. He says nothing. Just looks at me with dark eyes that see everything.
I try to hold on to some dignity but it's impossible. I'm boneless and shaking and thoroughly claimed.
The bond releases me. Svenn catches me before I can fall.
His arms come under me and he lifts me from the floor like I weigh nothing. I press my face into his neck.
"I'm sorry," I whisper. "I didn't mean—"
"Shh. Don't apologize for wanting."
He carries me to the bed and sets me down gently. I think that might be the most undone I've ever felt all night despite whatever the bond did to me.
I look between them. Svenn and the bond. Two halves of the same man.
My chest aches watching the tension between them crackles in the air. The distrust and resentment between them are too strong.
"Please," I whisper, reaching for them both. "Please stop fighting."
They both turn to me.
"I love you," I say to Svenn, my voice breaking. Then I turn to the bond, tears spilling over. "And I love you. Both of you. I don't want you to hate each other anymore."
I pull Svenn close and reach out to touch the bond's face. He leans into my palm, eyes closing briefly.
"You're not enemies," I tell them. "I love every part of who you are."
Svenn kisses me then, deep and claiming. When he pulls back, the bond takes his place, his kiss just as consuming.
Svenn lies back on the bed and pulls me on top of him. I'm exhausted, wrung out, but I need this. Need him. His hands guide me, steadying my hips as I settle over him. I sink down slowly and he fills me completely. A shudder runs through us both.
"That's it," he murmurs, his voice rough. "Take what you need."
I try to move, but I'm still trembling after what the bond did. His hands grip my waist, helping me until I discover a rhythm. The bond leans down, his lips finding mine in a claiming kiss that steals what little breath I have left. Pleasure ignites through every inch of my body, from head to toe. My hips move faster, chasing it. When it crests, I cry out and collapse forward onto Svenn’s chest.
I love Svenn so much I feel like I can explode with all the feelings inside me.
"Both," I hear myself whisper against his skin, still trembling. "I want both of you."
The bond and Svenn exchange a look. Something passes between them. An understanding.
"Greedy," the bond murmurs with affection. "But of course you can have both of us, sweetheart."
The bond comes up behind me. I feel his presence at my back.
Wait.
I realize my mistake. They misunderstood what I meant.
"I'm pretty sure this is too much for me," I whisper to Svenn. I wrap my arms around him nervously.
A low chuckle rumbles through Svenn's chest. His hand comes up to stroke my hair, tender and amused.
"In the real world, I wouldn't dare. Not without proper preparation and making sure you were ready," he says softly. "But this is your mind, sweetheart. Here, you decide what your body can take."
His eyes gleam with dark humor. "And judging by how you're looking at us right now, I think you want to find out exactly how much that is."
The bond's hand trails down my spine, then lower. I feel him preparing me with his fingers. My breath catches. This is madness. But Svenn's steady gaze holds mine, anchoring me.
"Take a deep breath," the bond groans, pushing his hips forward.
I inhale.
He enters me from behind. I forgot how huge he is when I agreed to this. I cry out and writhe on top of Svenn. He curses and steadies me, one hand splaying across my lower back. The bond’s grip tightens on my hip and he pulls me another inch against his length. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I sob out.
It’s a little terrifying but I don’t want him to stop. It’s my mind. I’m in control.
He keeps working me down his length. The fullness is overwhelming. I gasp against Svenn's chest.
"Slower," Svenn says to the bond. "You're overwhelming her."
The bond actually listens. His rhythm gentles.
Svenn's hand finds mine. His fingers thread through mine in a gesture that's achingly tender compared to the intensity of everything else.
"I've got you," Svenn murmurs. His careful voice is a counterpoint to the bond's hunger. "We've got you."
They move in tandem. Svenn below, thrusting up gently. The bond behind, setting a slow rhythm. I'm caught between them, held and filled and completely theirs.
"I love you," I gasp, meaning both of them. All of him.
The feeling of two Svenns making love to me brings me to new heights. Pleasure overtakes me and I sob with the intensity of it. I bite Svenn’s neck as the orgasm sweeps through me in scorching waves. It rips me to pieces as I come. I can’t stop moaning as my body shake with release.
And then—
I open my eyes.
We're back in the real wolf's den.
There's only one Svenn now.
Just my husband, looking down at me with eyes that are still faintly crimson but returning to their normal color. The bond isn't separate anymore. It's woven and accepted as part of him rather than something he locks away.
He's still inside me, moving in perfect rhythm.
"I accept it," he says quietly. His voice is hoarse. "This part of me. I won't lock it away anymore."
I reach up to touch his face. He leans into my palm. "Good. Because I love all of you. Every part."
He closes his eyes. When he opens them again, there's peace there that I haven't seen in a long time.
I latch my arms around his neck, watching his expression as he thrusts into me. His jaw tightens. His breath comes faster. I'm enraptured by the look on his face as his release draws near. I feel almost smug because I did that to him.
His rhythm falters. He buries his face in my neck with a groan. I feel him pulse inside me as he finishes.
The sensation triggers another orgasm. It crashes into me so hard and swift that I don’t even get to brace against it as it drags me into the abyss.
He pulls me close. We lie together in the wolf pelts as our breathing slowly returns to normal. Outside the cave, the eclipse begins to wane. The blood moon loosens its hold on the sky.
But here in the den, wrapped in furs and Svenn's arms, I have never felt more complete.
He has accepted the bond and himself. And I have accepted all of him in return.
"Sleep," he murmurs against my hair.
I close my eyes and let the exhaustion take me, safe and loved and whole in his arms.