Chapter 29
I never thought I would be lucky enough to find my mate this early in my lifetime. Other people wait for hundreds of years—some would never get their chance to meet them. I didn’t really want to think about how my powers would have developed if I had not met her.
Gwendolyn was still fast asleep, her beautiful hair spread in tendrils over my chest. She smelled like cherries, and most importantly like me.
With her full lips, heart-shaped face and brown eyes, she made me think of the fall.
The season that contained the equal hours of daylight and darkness.
Exactly like my baby, she was as light as a hearth fire, but there were parts of her that made her vulnerable, like the rain.
She was the only thing that could calm me down and cool the heat of my inner dragon.
My fingers caressed over her hips, hearing a quiet moan from that beautiful mouth that I wanted nothing more to devour, to own, to claim and fuck with my cock.
Memories of her underneath me, screaming with pleasure were filling my head and I could not wait to do it all over again.
“I know you are awake baby, give me your lips,” I demanded and glided my hands over her face.
She was still naked underneath the sheets and the feeling of her skin on mine awoke an unbearable desire inside me.
Then my beautiful girl opened her eyes and smiled.
A smile radiated happiness I never thought I would feel, or even deserve.
After being feared for so long because of the revelation in my country, I finally have someone that wasn’t afraid of me or my powers.
Someone who was willing to love every part of me.
My touch could be poisonous if I wouldn’t be careful, I could manipulate emotions and feelings.
Her love and admiration were the purest thing on earth to me and it became my biggest ambition to dedicate my life to hers.
“How long were you watching me?” she asked, her hand trailing along my arm.
“Not long enough.” I could make it my life mission to just stare at her and think about all the positions I want to fuck her in next. Gwendolyn turned over, her back on the sheets and her beautiful breasts begging me to touch her.
“Stop teasing me and give me your fucking lips,” I demanded again.
She did as I said, her lips slowly capturing mine in a deep and hungry kiss. Passion, desire and lust all mixed together, as I lost myself in the sensation of her sweet kisses. This woman was made for me in every single way.
“Damn it my love, you’re going to be the death of me,” I murmured in her ear.
“You… can’t get enough of me…?” she muttered against my skin. A low, rough growl escaped my mouth as she pressed herself closer against me, my body taut with need and desire for her.
“You really want more of me?”
Now she was really being a tease, her mouth was hot against my neck as she continued trailing kisses along my skin. My hands immediately gripped her hips tightly. She wrapped her arms around my chest, her breasts pressed against me. I was already hard and ready for her.
“You are just aiming to push me over the edge, aren’t you?” I asked.
Instead of answering, she climbed onto my lap, pressing her soft body against mine.
I’d give anything to have the world stop moving around us, only be wrapped in her shell and have her all to myself.
My hands grabbed her ass, lifting her higher up my crotch, the tip of my cock already at the entrance of her pussy.
“You… want more of me Damien? Then take me,” she whispered against my neck. Her hands ran through my hair as she pressed more kisses to my skin.
“Remember, you asked for it,” I said, shoving my cock into her sweet pussy, giving her no time to recover from yesterday. My thrusts were slow and sloppy, it was somehow startling to me that my cock still worked after the countless hours of pleasure I gave her last night.
I pressed kisses along her face, nibbling at her ear.
She was mine, just as I was hers. I felt the need radiating off her, and it only heightened my desire to possess her fully.
The inner dragon purred with possessiveness, yearning to claim her again, over and over until she could not take anymore.
My grip became more bruising, as I pressed myself into her.
“Say you belong to me…”
Gwendolyn’s pretty eyes weren’t focusing on me, too busy drowning in the pleasure I gave her. Instead of a response, she was solely humming to me. But that wasn’t enough.
I gripped her chin softly, forcing her to focus on me.
“Say it…” I was so needy, I basically begged her. My hand slowly roaming up her soft skin. God, she was driving me crazy. She let out a soft moan at the feeling of me pushing even deeper inside her.
“I belong to you,” she whispered, still consumed by pleasure.
“You took so long, love…” I spoke softly against her neck.
“What do you mean?” A look of puzzlement flickered across her beautiful face.
“So long to finally be mine.” I grabbed her delicious ass in my hands, my lips nibbling at the peck of her left shoulder. Touching her sent a shiver down my spine—it was the greatest pleasure I’d ever felt.
As she bent her head backward, my lips grazed along her chest, resting at her nipples. I took one of them in my mouth, sucking on her sweet flesh. I couldn’t resist the sight of her arching her back, my body trembling with anticipation to bury myself inside her even further.
My mind went blank when it came to her, all that mattered was pleasing her, listening to her sweet sounds as I brought her to the edge and tasting her. My body was completely consumed with the need to take her.
My mouth traced from her sweet lips down to her collarbone.
The taste of her skin was the only thing I’d ever need.
Her naked body was a sight to kneel for, and it was responding so well, like she solely belonged to me.
I might have to share her with Xavier and Malakai, but at this moment, she was only mine.
Her body was beginning to tremble, I stroked over her back in soft movements, pressing my forehead against hers.
“Come, baby.” My voice was raspy as I whispered into her ear.
Seeing her reach her orgasm, only served to send me over the edge as well.
I buried my face into the crook of her neck, as we both found our release in each other.
My fingers wandered between her legs, feeling over her swollen flesh.
The ache inside my core heightened and although I healed her again, there was no way I could give her another round without tiring her out.
I carried her into the bathroom and over to the bath, now full of water, steaming and bubbling from all of the extra oils she liked to put in.
I slowly lowered her into the bathtub, the natural heat enveloping us, as I pulled her soft skin against mine.
My cock was already hard again—I should really learn to control the reaction of my body toward her.
But it was nearly impossible, even back when I watched her from afar, and I hated myself for wanting her, knowing she was already bonded to Xavier.
It was like my soul already knelt whenever she entered a room.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked me, her fingers grazing along my chin.
“You, and the things we did.” And all the things I’d still plan to do with her. My lips captured hers hungrily again when her hands began to explore my body and drifted lower down my core. Gwendolyn was teasing me again.
“Don’t break the bath—or do you want me to fuck you here?
” I murmured in her ear. She stole a kiss from me.
My hands cupped her voluptuous breasts, which were the perfect size for my hands, while she grabbed my cock, stroking the length up and down.
A growl escaped my lips, my nails pressing further into her arms when she touched me.
My hands slid down her delicious body to reach her hips, gripping her tighter to me.
“You need my touch so badly?”
“Yes.”
The primal need and desire in me just only heightened at her confession. Her grip on my cock was tight, and I wanted her much tighter around me.
“Hold onto the edge of the bathtub,” I commanded, as I grazed my lips against her neck. A shiver of something deep and primal ran through my veins, my body tightened against hers. I wanted to mark her, to show everyone she was mine. I pushed her body up my lap and shoved myself inside her.
I needed to feel her deeper, harder, faster, and closer in every fucking way. The fact that she wasn’t frightened of me, despite knowing what I could transform into, was pure bliss itself.
Her legs kicked in tension when I started thrusting harder in and out of her, the movements of our bodies so strong that most of the water splashed out onto the floor.
When I felt my release getting closer, I noticed her eyes losing focus and her breaths becoming unsteady. “Is something the matter?” I gripped her head to face me.
“No, it’s just so hot in here, I can barely breathe.
” She barely finished the sentence before I lifted her up, my cock still buried inside her sweet pussy, and stepped out of the bathtub.
Afraid of losing contact with any part of her, I clamped my arms around her body.
Cold air was blowing on my skin as I walked out onto the balcony.
“Do you feel better?” I asked, my grip on her chin soft, but steady enough to capture her gaze and search for any signs of discomfort.
Instead of answering, she started moving on me again. Fuck, her body was made for mine. I gripped her ass and set her on the bench on my balcony, my cock thrusting hard and fast inside her. Her feral little growls were music to my ears and prayers to my cock.