50. Chapter Fifty
Chapter Fifty
Ryker
E verything about tonight drove me mad with desire. With want. With need . From seeing her wearing the dress of my Nation, made to match my eyes, to the way our bodies moved perfectly against each other, to the sweet taste of her mouth. Her scent of lavender and eucalyptus mixed with her arousal.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t wait.
Vicria had been secured, the threat to my people gone. And the moment Kya said those words, when she begged me to claim her, what remaining control I had snapped.
I wouldn’t deny the bond any longer. I wouldn’t deny her.
I shifted my wings, ripping them through my shirt. I lifted her into my arms and she wrapped her legs around my waist, her skirt bunching up at her hips, before I took to the skies.
The palace was close enough but I wanted us to have complete privacy, so instead, I flew us to my cave on the other side of the mountain.
She would see the one place that was sacred to me and that I could truly be myself.
A place all to my own that no one, not even Mavris, knew about.
Her mouth never left mine even as we banked around the mountain.
Those soft lips and voracious tongue would be the end of me. And I would have gladly accepted it.
It wasn’t until I gently landed us at the cave opening that she broke our kiss.
But my mouth was instantly on her again, lapping and nipping at her throat as I walked us inside the tunnel and she took in the cave.
With half a thought, I lit the sconces lining the walls and the hearth in the alcove that I was heading to.
“What is this place?” she asked, swiveling her head to glance around the space.
“My cave. Our cave,” I corrected myself. Nothing was solely mine anymore. I would give her everything of mine. I wanted to give her every part of me.
When we entered the chamber, she let out a gasp.
I lifted my head to see her gaping mouth and I had to hold myself back from taking it in mine.
The chamber was lined with precious gems of every color, size, and shape.
The light from the sconces made them sparkle.
But it was nothing compared to the sparkle in her green eyes.
“It’s beautiful,” she breathed. I didn’t stop walking, too eager and desperate to take her to the bed.
“All the gems in the world wouldn’t be as beautiful as you,” I said.
She looked at me with hooded eyes and bit her bottom lip. And gods damn me if that wasn’t the sexiest little thing she did.
I stole her lip from her bite and sucked on it, eliciting a groan from her. The sound went straight to my already hardened cock.
I quickened my pace to the alcove near the back of the cave. Kya pulled her lip from me and crossed her arms over her chest, grabbing the hem of her top and ripped it over her head, baring her breasts to me. My breath left my lungs.
I took her breast in my mouth. She tossed her head back, releasing a moan that echoed off the walls. I smiled inwardly, wanting to learn every little thing that I could do to earn such glorious sound from her again and again.
“Take me now,” she snarled.
So eager.
“I’ve had a long time to fantasize about this moment. I’m not just going to fuck you against the cave wall. I will properly bed you. But first, I’m going to fuck you with my fingers, and then my tongue, before I give you my cock.”
Kya shivered from my words and my hot breath against her skin.
A moment later, I crossed the threshold into the alcove that held the bed. The fire in the hearth was warming the chilled room. I laid her on the bed and stood up straight. She gestured to my shirt. I shifted my wings away and removed my shirt, tossing it to the cave floor.
She sat up and licked up my stomach and chest, trailing her hands up and down my sides like she couldn’t touch me enough.
I pushed her back against the bed and leaned over her, bracing my hands on either side of her head, caging her in. Something raw and primal surged through me—a hunter who had cornered its prey. I watched with hungry eyes as she untied the string of my pants.
My mate was in need, craving to seal our divine bond. But I had no intention of rushing this. We would only have our first time once.
I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, lacing our fingers.
Our mouths crashed together in a passionate kiss of tongues and teeth.
I held both her wrists in my hand and moved the other one down to cup her breast, flicking her peaked nipple, before moving it down her stomach, over her skirt and to the slit at her thigh.
Her skin pebbled beneath my touch. I inched my hand up under her skirt.
“Kya,” I said dangerously. “Did you dance with me wearing nothing underneath your skirt?”
She whimpered and nodded, and Gods if that didn’t make me even harder.
I released her wrists and grabbed the waistband of her skirt. She lifted her hips off the bed and I slid the garment down her legs, tossing it to the floor.
Grabbing her behind the knees, I pulled the swell of her ass to the edge of the bed. I knelt down before her and spread her thighs, baring her slick cunt to me. Her clit was swollen with need and utterly soaked.
“Little gem,” I whispered. “You’re so wet for me.”
I slid a finger into her.
So tight. So warm.
I leaned forward, watching her face as I brushed my lips against her. Her body twitched, and her mouth parted in a soft gasp.
With the first lick of my tongue, she moaned from deep in her throat and plunged her fingers into my hair. My pleased growl rumbled against her, causing her to shiver.
Fuck, the taste of her .
I licked and sucked on her before sliding another finger inside, stretching her and curling them to that spot that made her writhe beneath me. Plunging them in and out and licking her, I felt her muscles tense as her pleasure built and she pleaded my name in a breathless whisper.
I removed my fingers and gripped the backs of her thighs before I ferociously fucked her with my tongue, burying my face in her. I was starved for her and if this was the last thing I ever did, I would die happy.
Carefully watching her face, I licked up to her clit, stroking back and forth, circling, and diving my tongue back in. I needed to know what drove her mind to oblivion. Where she liked to be licked most. How hard and rough she wanted it.
“Ryker…” she panted.
She rode my face shamelessly. And I watched every moment, every expression, until I ruined her completely. The sounds that came from her perfect lips were like a symphony resonating off the walls of the cave.
Ever since she came around my fingers, I had imagined the moment she would come on my tongue. It was better than I had ever dreamed.
She clenched around me as she came and I stroked and licked her through her climax.
I stood and she watched through hazy eyes as I removed my pants and freed my cock. Her eyes grew wider with a flicker of something dark and hungry.
Slipping one arm under her knees and the other behind her back, I lifted her and set her down on the pillows at the head of the bed. I climbed on top of her, between her legs, and took her mouth in mine again, letting her taste herself.
She traced her fingers across my stomach and my muscles twitched.
She continued down and down until her hand gripped me, moving up and down my shaft.
I groaned and she smiled against my lips.
Her thumb traced along the tip, gathering the bead of arousal there and spreading in stroking circles that had my cock throbbing.
Gods, that feels so good.
I raised up, one arm braced on the bed. She guided my cock to her entrance and circled there, coating me with her. She held my stare the entire time.
My lips spread into a grin as I spoke in a low guttural voice, “You belong to me.”
“Yes,” she breathed. She gasped when she stretched around me as I slowly thrust myself into her to the hilt .
The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The bond snapped into place, sealing our mating, our fate, and our souls joined just as our bodies had. We had truly become one. What I had been waiting for, what I had wanted and prayed for for centuries.
I had her. She was mine. And she was more than I had ever imagined I would be worthy of.
“I love you, Kya,” I whispered the words that had been lingering on my tongue.
A tear streaked down her face. “I love you beyond the bond. I have loved you since you accepted me back in Ilrek and I think I loved you even before that.” My hand came up to her throat.
I tenderly wrapped my fingers around the base and stroked the sensitive skin there with my thumb.
“I will follow you to the end of time and protect you until my last breath. I will stand beside you even if the realms burn. And I will love you until they are nothing but ashes amongst the stars.”
She choked on a sob and my mouth crashed into hers, swallowing the sound, as tears leaked from her eyes.
She whispered against my lips, “I’ve loved you since that night in the forest, when you stopped yourself from claiming me, fighting against the will of the Gods for me.
Since you fought against fate for your home, for your people.
” She deepened our kiss. “And I will love you until the stars die out. My mate.”
Staring down at her, holding her gaze, I pulled out and pushed back in slowly.
“My mate…” I thrusted. “I claim you.” Thrust. “As my mate.” Thrust. “As my wife.” Thrust. “As my Lady.”
“Yes. Fuck me, Ryker.” A breathy demand.
And I would not deny her again. Raw instinct had me grabbing her hip and I pounded into her hard and fast, over and over. I never wanted to stop.
She clenched around me and arched her back as she shattered and climaxed again.
With one final thrust, I slammed into her. Release tore through me with a roar, and my muscles tensed as I spilled myself inside her.
We gasped a breath in unison and looked down at our arms. The slight stinging sensation drew my attention as our mating mark appeared, glowing with a soft light.
Kya’s mark appeared at the same time, identical to mine with the same lines and swirls on the inside of her forearm from her wrist to her elbow.
Our mating was complete. We were bound to each other for eternity. A unification that was pure and unbreakable.
I kissed her with a soft tenderness so unlike the moment we had just shared, running my fingers down the feather in her hair. I could feel the remaining ebbs of her pleasure through the bond. We were connected in every way.
Without me being inside of her head, she spoke to me through her mind, through our bond. “You belong to me.”
“Always and in every way.”
She had my body, my heart, my soul, my everything. She had all of me and I had all of her.
Mine.
With her legs still wrapped around me, she flipped us over so that I was on my back. She braced her hands on my chest. Seeing her marked by my claiming had me hardening inside of her again. Her lips spread into the most seductive smile and she rode me, rocking her hips back and forth.
Even as she came, screaming my name and trembling with pleasure while my teeth were sunk into her breast, I still hadn’t had enough of her and I wasn’t sure that I ever would.
I fucked her over and over again. On the bed, on the floor, against the cave wall.
Now that we had started, we couldn’t stop.
Our desire for each other had become an insatiable pit we were desperate to fill. And we didn’t hold back.