“Patience,” he murmured against my inner thigh.
“I will murder you.”
“Empty threat. You love me too much.”
“Not right now I don’t.”
He laughed, the vibration making me gasp, and then his mouth was back on my dripping pussy, relentless. I stopped being able to form coherent threats.
Only when I was shaking, desperate, barely able to breathe, did he finally slide back inside me, watching my face as I took all of him, his thick cock stretching me open.
“Look at me,” he commanded softly.
I did. Held his gaze as he moved, as we moved together. It was intimate in a way the previous rounds weren’t. Not just bodies connecting, but souls. The bond thrummed between us, restored and strengthened, a golden thread binding us together.
“I love you,” he said. “I won’t leave you again.”
“You’d better not.” I pulled him down for a kiss. “Or I’ll come find you and cause a scene.”
“You already caused a scene. Showing up in heat, smelling divine, making every wolf in the castle lose their minds.”
“That wasn’t my fault.”
“No.” His thrusts deepened, speeding up, the sound of his body slapping against mine feeling filthy in the empty room. “It was mine.”
“Caelan...”
I came again as his tongue found my claiming mark on my neck, the pleasure rolling through me in waves rather than crashing. He followed, spilling thick and warm ropes of cum inside my pussy with a groan, my name on his lips.
Afterward, we lay tangled on the rug, the fire crackling beside us. The heat had finally subsided. Not gone, I suspected it would return, but quiet for now. Sated.
“We should move,” I said eventually. “We’re still in the war room.”
“Mm.”
“People will talk.”
“Let them.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I just got you back. They can all wait.”
“I suppose we should make ourselves presentable,” I sighed.
“I suppose we should.” He didn’t move. “In a minute.” He pulled me closer, tucking me against his chest.
I smiled against his skin. “Possessive.”
“You have no idea.”
***
Eventually, we had to move.
The fire had burned low. The heat under my skin had quieted to a manageable hum. And somewhere beyond the war room doors, an entire kingdom was probably wondering what the hell was happening with their prince and his mysterious mate.
“Come on,” Caelan said, rising and pulling me up with him. “My rooms. You can rest properly there.”
“What about the meeting you were in?”
“It can wait.”
