CHAPTER TWENTY #2
As I reach the top of her thigh, I place it on my shoulder, staring up at her, watching for any sign of discomfort. When all I see is desire, desire for me and what I’m about to do to her, I dive in, my eyes never leaving hers as I plunge my tongue between her legs.
A primal growl escapes me as her essence explodes on my tongue. Mine.
Her breath hitches and she grinds her hips against my face. Yes, use me, Princess. Take what you need from me.
I slip my tongue inside of her. Her fingers thread through my hair, locking my face in place, and I can’t help the moan that escapes me.
Fuck, I never dreamed anything could be so fucking beautiful.
She throws her head back and her legs begin to shake, so I find her clit and circle it with my tongue before enclosing it with my lips and sucking.
She gasps and then explodes. Her body convulses with pleasure, and I hold her up where she stands as I help her ride out her orgasm.
“Talyn,” she murmurs. “Take me to bed.”
“Of course,” I mutter as I stand, lifting her relaxed body into my arms and carrying her over to the massive canopy bed in the center of the room.
“Do you want me to get one of the others?” I ask as I place her down, pulling down the sheets for her.
I don’t deserve to bed her yet, and she was probably just giving me a taste.
Something to take the edge off of our heightened emotions.
She giggles, grabbing me by the front of my tunic. “No, what I need is for you to strip and get into this bed with me so I can make you mine.”
My heart stutters as I take her in. She’s practically glowing. “Are you sure? I feel like I could do a lot more apologizing first.”
She sighs, getting on her knees so she can grab the collar of my tunic. “You have our entire lives to devour me on your knees. This will be the last time I tell you, Talyn Craven. Mate. Me—”
My mouth is on hers before she finishes. Her magick pulses, and next thing I know, she’s ripping off my tunic and fumbling with the laces of my leathers. I should wait. A good male would wait; but I could never say no to her. If this is what she wants, then this is what she will get.
I quickly assist by stepping out of my pants as she pulls her tunic off, and for the first time, we are completely bare before each other.
I can’t look away. She’s magnificent. Absolutely stunning.
Every dip and curve of her body. Every scar tells a story, no matter how much I wish they didn’t mar her skin.
My fucking mate.
A growl leaves me and her gaze widens with excitement. She falls back onto the bed and I can’t help but follow—fuck I’ll follow her anywhere. My cock rests against the warm, wet heat of her center and I nearly go feral.
Needing her.
Wanting her.
Owning her.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
“Yours,” she whispers and I realized my inner ramblings must have been out loud, but I don’t care. She is all I can think about. I’m on fire with an all-consuming want to do anything, be anything for her.
I trail kisses down her neck and chest, sucking the bud of her breast into my mouth, and her back arches as she whispers my name.
My hand skims her waist, running down her body until I reach between us, gripping my throbbing dick and positioning it at her entrance.
I watch her face carefully and all I see is pleasure, need.
Desire. All those emotions of everything building between us are written on her face like how the Fates weave our lives into the stars, and I thrust into her, joining us together as true mates for the first time.
“Fuck, Rav,” I growl as she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
She moans and I let her adjust to me, but then she thrusts her hips up. “Move. I need… I need to feel you,” her voice is breathy and her eyes are glazed with lust, and I oblige.
I sink deeper into her and pull out again, intending on being gentle with her, to take this slow, but I can’t. Instinct is steering this ship now.
I drill into my mate, our bodies clashing together like when the ocean meets the rocks. Powerful and dangerous but fucking mesmerizing. All I feel is her, and she is everything.
“Talyn, I’m getting close,” she gasps and I don’t let up.
Instead I grab her leg, throwing it up onto my shoulder so I can get deeper inside her—fuck, I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last.
My stomach begins to burn as the threads of our souls begin to weave together, and just as our bodies reach their crescendo, my teeth sink into her shoulder and hers into my bicep.
Then we explode. My hips are relentless as I finish inside her, not caring that I didn’t pull out.
I don’t think the mating bond would have let me anyway.
This feels right. One day I’ll have her covered in my cum, so every male in sniffing distance will know who she belongs to… Who I belong to.
“Are you okay?” I murmur through heavy breaths, brushing her reddish-brown hair from her face. Instead of answering me, I feel it. I feel everything she feels as our newly formed bond practically glows between us.
“I’m more than okay,” she whispers into my mind, and instead of it feeling like an intrusion, like Szellemi magick, it’s as if she was always meant to be there.
Tears prick at my eyes as I sit up, pulling her with me and keeping her in my lap.
I’m not ready to be out of her body; it’s like I need to be connected to her at all times.
I hold her close, resting my forehead against her.
“I know I’ve said it so many times, but I’m so sorry.
I swear to never betray our bond like that again. I—”
“Shh,” she whispers as she rocks herself against me again. “Show me how sorry you are. Own my body and make it yours again and again. All I need is you.”
And so I do, and it’s well into the night before we fall asleep.
I WAKE WITH Ravina curled against me and it somehow feels like a dream, but as I search the bond, I know it isn’t.