He spun slowly, and the second his gaze alighted on me, a predatory look stole over his face. He looked me up and down, his expression turninghungry. It reminded me of all the times I’d seen that look on his face previously, before I’d known that he was my mate.
He stepped closer, his intent clear. Liquid heat rushed between my thighs, and I instinctually backed up.
Hetsked, yet a wild glow lit his eyes. “No running, mate. I fear I’d give chase.”
I was already breathless by the time he pinned his hands to the wall behind me on each side of my head, caging me in. Leaning down, he ran his nose up my exposed throat, drinking in my fragrance.
“Is that arousal wafting up from you that I scent?” He pressed a kiss to my neck. “Why, I think it is. Is there something you’re wanting, my love?”
I rubbed my thighs together, the friction delicious against my aching core. He nipped my neck, and I moaned.
“I believe I asked you a question.” He trailed a finger up my thigh, dragging the gown with him until his hand slipped beneath it.
His fingers grazed over my leg, moving up, up . . .up.
Teasing, he traced his fingers along my hip, moving toward my center, right to where I was already throbbing for him.
When he reached my core, he tapped the bundle of nerves, and I cried out. “An answer, my love.Now. I believe I asked what you wanted?”
His dominant tone sent a spark of need spiraling through me. “I want you,” I somehow managed through breathy pants. “I want you inside me.”
A possessive rumble shook his chest, and he hoisted me up, parting the dress completely. He backed me into the wall until my spine was flush against it, and my legs hooked around his waist.
My hands went to his waistband as he hiked the dress up entirely. The slippery, sheer material easily draped over my thighs to spill behind me, and I let out a loud moan when his cock sprang free.
He rubbed himself against my entrance and groaned. “So wet.”
He lined himself up and slowly pushed into me. His large girth filled me with every inch he won, and my core clamped around him, holding him tightly. Gasping, I clung to his shoulders, already drunk with lust.
A harsh breath escaped him, and in a shimmer of magic, his antlers appeared. A wild glow filled his eyes, and he growled, “Mine.”
He plunged himself entirely inside me, and I cried out when he filled me so deliciously. Hands running up his chest, I tangled my fingers in his hair and then encircled his antlers with my palms.
A grunt came from deep within his throat, and his look turned feral. He began to pound into me, his cock thick, and my body hummed with need. The bond inside me burned, tying me tightly to my mate, and every time I grasped his antlers harder or caressed their rough length, his hips bucked, and his thrusts increased.
He rutted with me against the wall, slamming into me over and over. It’d felt like so long since we’d last done this, and I wondered how in the realm we’d managed to go as long as we had without touching.
“You’re mine, Elowen.Mine,” he rasped. “My mate. My queen. You’re fuckingmine.”
I was a mindless mess by the time he slammed into me the final time. We both came together, our screams trapped in each other’s mouths when we kissed fiercely. Wave after wave of pleasure spiraled through me, and he swallowed each of my sounds as he emptied himself inside me.
Many breaths later, he finally dipped his head, and his antlers winked out of existence.
Panting, I cradled him to me since my legs were still locked around his waist, and he was still buried deep within me. “Do your antlers always come out when you’re...” I let my words hang, not entirely sure if it was simply sex that elicited them or something else.
He shook his head. “No. Only with you. Only you have the ability to bring out that side of me. Every time I’m with you, my mating instincts take a hold of me.”
A thrum of satisfaction coursed through me that no other female had ever seen him that way. I ran a hand along the back of my neck, on the mating mark he seared into my skin back in Leafton. Then I ran my finger along his mark, the eye of a semelee, on his inner wrist. He shuddered.
“Good,” I said simply and then draped my arms around him and kissed him languidly.
He kissed me soundly in return, his tongue dancing with mine.Gods and Goddesses, but this male had the power to consume me.
A faint bell began to ring in the distance, and when it reached seven tolls, I realized what time it was. We were expected in the dining hall at eight, and with how monstrous this castle was, it would likely take a while to reach it.
Regretfully, I tore my mouth from his. “We should probably start getting ready to go. We don’t want to be late to meet your parents.”
He kissed me again, but instead of releasing me, he began to harden inside me. “We still have an hour. One more time...or two, or three...are in order. I haven’t had nearly enough time to properly fuck you, my love.”
