I slammed into his chest and before I could react, the King's mouth was on mine. His tongue slipped through the seam of my lips, and all thought left me. I groaned with him as his hands clutched me tighter and his kiss reclaimed me. Reminded me who I belonged with. Passion was instant and furious, enough to send us both into trembling fits. When Rian broke our kiss at last, it was only to sweep me up into his arms. Even bundled as I was in my red cloak, he carried me effortlessly.
“Your Majesty!” Geris snapped as we passed him, Vashana trailing after us.
Rian kept walking, his stare locked with mine.
“King Rianvar, we have to find a solution!”
“Later, Geris!” Rian growled over his shoulder. “Can't you see this is more important to me?”
Rian didn't go far. He took me into the first empty room we came to, allowed Vashana to come in after us, then shut the door with his heel. He set me on my feet before an ornate couch and immediately returned to kissing me.
Chapter Twenty-Five
“I need to be inside you,” Rian growled in my ear. “Now, my jewel.”
I moaned under his demanding hands, helping him undress me. Vashana went to lay before a cold fireplace. I glanced at her, and when Rian noticed, he flicked a finger, setting the waiting firewood alight. Vashana glanced at the flames, huffed, and settled.
But that was all the distraction Rian could allow. Once Vashana was seen to, he focused on my body. Specifically, revealing it. I was naked in moments, my clothes scattered at my feet while Rian remained fully dressed. He didn't seem to notice his state. All he was concerned with was touching me. All of me. But I wanted to feel his skin against mine. Craved it. I pushed at his jacket.
Rian growled and shucked it off. I removed his cravat while he dealt with his vest and shirt. Then he practically tore his trousers getting them open. With a shove, his pants and undershorts went down to his knees, and then he was upon me. I cried out as he took me down to the couch, his arms sliding under my knees and his hands going to my back to direct my fall.I wound up in a curl, pressed against the back of the couch, my legs out to the sides and ass lifted.
Barbarically, Rian spat on my entrance and instantly pushed his cock against it. It wouldn't go in, the moisture and angle were good, but he was just so damn broad, and I wasn't ready for him. He growled in frustration.
“Easy, love,” I said. “Let me help.”
I licked my palm and grasped his cock, bringing him to my entrance. Rian pushed, but I controlled his penetration, undulating over him until I got his tip past my ring of muscles. Then it was merely a case of a slow in and out until we could work me open. Rian spat on his shaft, and I shivered. It should have repulsed me. Instead, it became proof of how desperate he was to have me.
“Rian,” I murmured.
“Galin,” he panted, then closed his eyes and groaned. “Oh, my love. I've missed you.”
“I've missed you too.” I gripped his shoulders and wriggled on him. “Fuck me.”
He didn't need to be told twice.
With a savage cry, Rianvar slammed forward. My body jerked from his passion. The couch protested with a loud creak. Its feet shifted on the rug. Together, we made music. It was a strong, tribal beat. A thudding of wood and flesh. Two heartbeats. Two cocks—one driving deep and the other coming down like a drumstick on my belly. My channel came alive, sending zings of pleasure shooting through me to magnify the love in my heart and the sheer joy of being with Rian.
“I told you I would never let you run from me,” Rian growled. “I told you that you're mine. And still, you thought I would forsake you for another?”
“I saw you with him,” I panted. “You looked—”
“Your eyes betrayed you. I did not,” he cut me off. “Look again.” He pushed me into a greater curl and lifted my ass so I could watch him enter me. “This is real. Me and you. Burn this image into your mind, Galin. This is your only truth. We will be one in more than flesh soon. I promise you. But until then, you remember this. See this in your mind every time you doubt me. Only you have this from me. Your body is made to accept mine and mine alone. Look at the way you stretch to receive me. Your sweet, pink skin tight around me. My flesh uniting us. Delving deep into you. Stroking you from within as you hold me. Giving pleasure as I take. This is ours, Galin. And I will never forsake it.”
“Rian!” I cried, my cock kicking as cum erupted from it to lash his chest.
Rian's head fell back under the erotic attack, his eyes closing briefly. Then he brought his head down and his body bowed, jerking and locking at the apex. His cocked throbbed inside me.
“Galin!” the Dragon King roared as he filled me with his love.
Chapter Twenty-Six
“You're here, in my home,” Rian murmured a few minutes later, after we had gotten dressed and he had pulled me back into his arms.
“Yes,” I said warily.
“And you're not reacting poorly.”
“Ah, that's what you're getting at.” I slipped away from him. “My anxiety brought me here, my fury allowed me to stay, but if I get any closer to your chambers, I don't believe my calm will last.”
