Every sound she made was addictive to my ears. The way our bodies moved in sync with each other like they knew exactly how to be played.
I leaned over her, my chest brushing her back, as my hands slid up her arms, lacing our fingers together above her head with the aim to ground her.
She trembled beneath me, not in fear, but from the weight of everything. I held her as we came undone together, burying my face in her neck, breathing her in like she was the only air I needed to survive. Her fingers brushed gently over the scar above my eye. So soft, almost like she was afraid to touch it. My breath caught as I felt the heat of her tears against my skin.
“Are you okay?” I asked, quieter this time, almost afraid of the answer. “Please tell me these are tears of pleasure,” I murmured, my thumb brushing across her cheek to catch a falling drop, each one more sacred than all the water in the Ancient Springs.
Gwendolyn didn’t speak at first. She just leaned into my palm, like she needed the weight of it to anchor her—and in that moment, I knew what we had just shared wasn’t only physical. It wasn’t just lust. It was something close to sacred.
I gathered her gently in my arms and carried her into the shower, settling her onto the smooth stone bench built into the back wall. The shower itself was a glass-walled sanctuary, spacious enough to accommodate even my dragon form. Not that I’d ever dare to test that theory.
Steam rose around us as I turned on the water, the warm spray cascading over her bruised skin. I reached for the shampoo andbegan massaging it into her scalp with slow, deliberate care. Her eyes fluttered closed as I worked my fingers through her hair, rinsing the lather out under the gentle stream.
And then her fingers slipped down my stomach, featherlight at first, before sliding lower, wrapping around my cock with a boldness that made my breath hitch.
I growled low in my throat, not in warning, but in pure, primal need.
“You’re insatiable,” I murmured, tilting her chin up with a damp hand. “You’ve been driving me mad from the moment I laid eyes on you.” I leaned closer, brushing my lips against hers, voice roughened by desire. “Did I not fuck you hard enough?”
“It’s never enough, I’ll always want more,” she responded shyly to me. “Is this the mating bond?”
I grinned at her words, gripping her chin and crashing my lips against hers, forcing my tongue in. We gazed into each other’s eyes for a long moment until she pressed closer to me, stroking my chest.
“Yes, let’s hope it is, otherwise neither my brother nor Xavier will ever see you again.” I smirked. Our lips moved hungrily against each other and Gwendolyn hooked her legs around my torso. I traced my fingers along her thighs, a shudder leaving her body and then the tip of my cock was already at her clit again, teasing her folds. My inner dragon just couldn’t stop claiming her as his, he was just as obsessed with her as I was. But she needed rest, so I turned on the water and let it cascade over us. Water was my element. I could soak in it for hours.
“Stop pressing yourself on my cock, baby. You need rest,” I told her and stroked through her hair.
“You are the one that couldn’t keep his hands off me last night,” she responded in a snappish tone, looking away from me.
Two could play that game, but I wasn’t patient enough for this. I gripped her face, turning it back to me and kissed her, slow andintense. If she wanted to be this naughty, I wouldn’t be gentle. I slammed my cock inside her, making her gasp.
“That’s what you wanted right?”
She nodded and closed her eyes while her body started rocking against mine. My thrusts were slow but deep, begging to feel every inch of her.
Her hands gripped my ass, causing me to flinch with the electricity of her touch. I was so responsive to her touches it was like my body had waited a lifetime to finally feel her against my skin.
“More,” she whispered into my neck.
I started plunging into her harder, trying to reach a speed where she almost started shaking on top of me.
We both came at the same time, and I felt her exhaustion, her body heavy in my arms
“Uhhh, love. Did I make you tired?” She looked at me, her brown eyes piecing mine with the love and desire I never thought I would get.
She kissed me gently, I felt her breath becoming calmer already.
Gwendolyn’s body relaxed against my chest, and I started shampooing her hair, rinsing the water from our bodies. I began massaging her inner thighs which felt tense after our hours of lovemaking last night. And today. Holy shit, I had more sex with her the last two days then the last fifty years. My stamina was basically endless when it came to Gwendolyn, I wouldn’t stop until I physically couldn’t fuck her anymore, and even in that case, I’d still have fingers, lips and my silver threads to bring her pleasure.
After the shower, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to bed, pressing her soft body against mine. Because too long I tried to be someone else, and now that I met her, I knew I was finally able to be myself.
Chapter 30
Damien and Gwendolyn had fulfilled their bond now, and I knew she was feeling better. But there was still a part of her missing from the bond.
Malakai.
And he was physically and mentally destroyed by my mother.
