Kaede
After Selena left, they all congratulated him once again and Aunya claimed she had won their bet. Kaede wasn’t shocked to hear they had wagered on his love life; this was their way of showing support and faith that he would mate Selena sooner or later.
Sighing, Kaede walked into his room after that long meeting with his siblings. Just as he was hoping Selena would be in the galley so he could drain himself, he was hit by her delicious scent.
Every night sleeping with her had been a blessing and a curse. He was finally happy they had established their relationship, but her scent alone tempted him to bury himself in her. Every time she pressed against him, released little moans in her sleep, or wrapped an arm around him, he wanted to throw his reason and reservations to the wind and take her on the spot.
He could sense her on their bed before he set foot in their master bedroom. She was tempting him to join her even now. Yet he couldn’t. He was afraid of losing control, triggering his mating heat, and accidentally hurting her in the process.
Holding his breath, he teleported into the bathroom and hurriedly turned on the shower as he deactivated his suit and tossed it on the counter.
Kaede could feel his sacs were full to their limit without prodding them with his tongue. TheBahzylhad started to drip into his mouth, burning arousal coursing through his veins and begging him to act.
His mind repeated the same chant over and over:Mate. Mate. Mate.
He knew his mate was asleep in the other room, but he couldn’t take her like this.
A monster.
He was a monster trapped in a lust-driven body, desperate to claim what was his. The overwhelming urge was raw, primal, and he was helpless to resist.
Growling, he entered the shower, feeling sheets of warm water cascading down upon him. Placing his head against the cool wall, Kaede wrapped one hand around his ribbed cock and began to work the length as he used his other thumb to press his venom sacs, draining them into the shower where the venom belonged.
“What are you doing?”
He stilled, panting against the shower wall.
“You can’t be here,” he gasped.
“You’re going into heat, aren’t you?”
Sounds of clothing hitting the floor registered louder than the water beating against his back. He was hyperaware of everything about her—her scent, the pulsing of her blood, and how her neck wasn’t bearing his mark.
“You are torturing yourself for my sake, Kaede, and you don’t need to.” Her voice called to him as she placed a hand on his back. “I want you at your highest and your lowest moments. You warned me about this, and I’m not scared. Take me, claim me, have me, use me in whatever way you need. The more you fill our time mating and sleeping, the less I spend worrying that my world may soon fall apart. Stop fighting your biological needs and make me yours!”
“I wanted our first time to be slow,” he panted, shaking his head against the wall. “I know I won’t be able to hold back now. I am too far gone.”
“I don’t need slow, Kaede. Take me however you want me.”
