“So greedy for your mate, kitten,” he murmurs, moving to the other side. “Yourhusband.”
I shiver, delighted at that title.Husband. After everything, all the trials, the hurt, I finally feel like I’m exactly where I need to be.
He goes lower still, shifting to lay between my legs, kissing my inner thigh, my knee, pulling one leg over his shoulder.
My chest heaves as I stare down at him, and he winks smugly.
“Better be quiet and not move. You don’t want an audience.”
That’s the only warning I get before he holds me wide, tongue diving deep. His lips nibble and caress, tongue swiping against every part. I bite down to keep from screaming, hands tangling into his locks.
I yank them when he finds my clit, and he growls pleased. Hisfingers dig at my thighs, holding them open, tongue circling around my entrance.
“Fuck, you taste like a gift from the Gods,” he compliments, sucking my clit between his teeth. I arch up, huffing, almost screaming his name. “Every part of you is divinity, wrapped in the body of sin. You are wholly mine, kitten. Every bit of you.”
His tongue laps again, hard strokes exactly where I need him. I pant, head thrashing back and forth, trying valiantly to keep my moans to myself.
A small whimper leaves my lips and he chuckles, tongue spearing deep. “I love that sound, Max. How you whimper for me.Begme. Everything. And now that you’re mine, I’m going to keep you.Forever.”
His tongue flicks against my clit and I’m lost, orgasm barreling through me so quickly that I shout out, losing the restraint to be quiet. As soon as I do, he rises over me, mouth devouring my screams. I can taste my release on his tongue, smell his essence, and sink into his heat.
He holds me through the orgasm, quickly kicking his pants off before lining up with me.
Sitting back, he looks down at me, face vulnerable. It’s the most open I’ve seen him, exposed to me, here, in this tiny room, surrounded by the desert, war on our doorstep.
“Thank you,” he says like it’s a prayer in the night. “For saving me. For giving me everything. Everything that you are.” He leans into my neck, inhaling me. “You’re the stars to my moon, the love I’ve always wanted but never thought I would gain. You are a thousand lives wrapped into one, my purpose, Max. I’ll protect you until my dying breath.”
“Just don’t go all beasty on me,” I joke, feeling him huff at my tease, “and we’ll be fine.”
“I can’t promise I never will again. But I promise, I’ll never hurt you.”
Lips press to every spot he can touch without lifting his hipsaway from me. I’m hot and rubbing against him like a cat in heat by the time he moves back to my face.
His full lips find mine and coax another moan as his tongue darts into my mouth. I meet his demanding kiss with my own and his hard cock presses against my core.
Biting his lip, I feel a rumble of lusted amusement leave his chest. “Promise?”
Swiftly, he lifts my legs, spreading me wide as his length teases my entrance. I whimper just as the head breeches me, and he captures my sound with his mouth.
He pushes, fully sheathed inside before he breaks the kiss. There’s no foreplay, no warning. Just the need to have him in me, dominating me, commanding me as only he can. Amber eyes, blinding in intensity gaze into mine. He removes himself just to drive back deeper. Harder. Further. It steals my breath.
“I promise, Max. I’ll swear to every star overhead. To every flower that blooms in my lands under the full moon. I’ll swear on every drop of blood in all the world. On every burst of air that robs you of sound. You aremineand I’ll never leave you.”
Late in the night,we’re roused from our slumber with the incoming sounds of horse hooves. We don’t say anything, quickly dressing, me in another dusty dress, he in his old clothes, grabbing the few weapons we have at our disposal.
Like the rest of our allies, we stand at the front of the house. The area is deserted, with only the village backdrop further away. The distant sounds of life, of people moving, working, enjoying company pulls at my conscious. My magic stirs but it’s more of a surge, than a furious need to take as Kaden’s shadows restrain it.
I watch the darkness warily. No one should be here. Not unless they knew where to find us.
Kaden’s shadows rise, pulling above his shoulders, buthe winces, the strain on his mental control too much with the beast fighting for dominance. It’s tasted freedom and it wants more.
Placing a hand on his shoulder, I shake my head. “Don’t use your magic. Not unless you have to.”
“What of yours?”
Exhaling, I nod. “You’re not the only one who seems to have gained something from the bond.”
His eyes gleam with happiness. “Control?”
