“You need to rest. We need to get you back to the castle for help.”
“I’m fine. Really.”
“I’ve never been so scared in my life.” Bryn ran to him and he held her close. Neither of them spoke for long moments.
Bryn finally took a step back but her hands didn’t leave his chest. He gripped them with his own. “What in the hell were you doing down there?”
“I was saving you.”
“Me? I told you to never go to the deep.”
She told him what happened. “After that call, I just reacted. All I could think was that I needed to get to you. I needed to be sure that you were alive.” She suddenly collapsed and sat down hard on the stone floor. “What was I thinking? I had no idea how I was going to save you.”
He sat down next to her. “We survived. Together.” He lifted her chin. “And you saved me. Again.”
Her hand moved to his chest where the wound had been. “Where did the arrow hit you?”
He leaned in and kissed her. “It’s healed. My dragon could heal the wound after you neutralized the toxin.” He rolled his shoulders. “I’m still a little sore, but I’ll be fine.”
“I almost lost you.” Her voice was a mere whisper. “How did you know where to find me?”
“If you hadn’t called Hannah, I could have lost you. Lars and I had just gotten back to the castle when she called frantically trying to tell me that you had gone to get me.”
She told him about the call. “I didn’t even know if she heard me.”
Anger rolled through him again. “They would have hurt you, Bryn, and I couldn’t live if I lost you."
Bryn sidled up close. "You didn’t lose me," she whispered. "You never will." She straightened. “How did I hear you in my head?”
“It’s a gift for mates. You’ll learn how to communicate with me in the same manner.”
“Telekinesis or something like that?”
He chuckled. “Telekinesis is being able to move things with your mind. Telepathy is what we have.”
“It’s a strange thing to experience out of the blue.” She stroked his face. “But it’s a gift I’ll use.”
Her touch made him forget everything and his mouth crushed against hers. His tongue teased hers as the inferno in his body grew. His hand slid down and cupped her breast before he yanked at her jacket. He tossed it down and slid her shirt over her head. Within seconds he laid her naked body down on the clothes strewn on the ground.
He tweaked her nipple and she pressed against him for more contact. With a growl, his tongue circled her nipples until they were hard and taut. He kissed his way up her neck and her little gasps of pleasure urged him on while his hand travelled down between her legs. She moaned as she spread her legs to give him better access, and he felt the heat waiting for him as he found her clit, already tender and begging for attention.
Bryn bucked her hips as his fingers swirled and stroked passion. He tried to go slow, but she wasn't helping by stroking his cock. Their kisses became more hot and needy and he gave up all pretense of slow and steady when she grabbed his cock gently and guided it to her waiting warmth.
His dragon roared to claim her, and he didn’t have the strength, or desire, to deny his inner beast. This wasn’t just love making. This was pure physical pleasure.
He hovered over her for a brief second before he plunged deep inside her. She raised her hips to him thrust for thrust, and all coherent thought disappeared. She was hot and wet and he didn't waste a second. She moaned as he drove into her over and over.
He groaned as she rotated her hips and ground against him, her body convulsing around him. He could feel her body tighten around him as pleasure pushed her closer to the edge. He held her still as he buried himself deep into her core, and when she squeezed her muscles around his cock, he thought he was going to orgasm right then.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders and the kisses became feverish. He groaned again as pleasure filtered out every other aspect of the moment. She was just as desperate as he was to climb a mountain as high as the one they were on.
He needed to slow down so he buried himself deep. Her legs wrapped around his hips and held him tight while his lips trailed along her jawline to her neck sucking and nipping.Their labored breathing made kisses all but impossible, and the sensations on his cock made holding still impossible. Her whimpers ruined his intentions, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to last long.
Primal urges stoked the desire as their bodies moved together. Sven could feel his orgasm roaring to let go, and he could feel Bryn tighten in anticipation. He plunged deeper, each stroke fanning the flames.
Loud moans escape her. "Y-you're...I’m going to... oh my God..."
Her panting pushed him closer to his breaking point. “Cum for me, baby. I’m right there with you.”
