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“I will spend the rest of our life and the eternity after showing you just how completely and utterly I’m yours.” he nipped her lip playfully and she moaned in response.

“What were you going to do if you won?” she whispered, one hand moving up to his head and pushing some loose strands of hair behind his ear.

“I’ll show you later.” He smirked and leaned to press a kiss on her neck. His lips dragged up to her ear and she let out a small groan in response.

“Why not now?” her voice shuddered.

“I would rather not make you praise my name in this shithole,” he whispered against her ear. “I wanna wait till we are home and maybe see just how bright I can get your flame to glow.”

Her breath shook and her whole body trembled against him. Just the way his voice sounded made her toes want to curl and she felt him shift as he lifted her up with him to his feet.

“Let's go, I need a bath.” He chucked as he guided her feet to the ground.

She wrapped her arms around his neck in preparation for him to fly them back.

“Do I get to join you?” she teased.

“Absolutely not.” He glanced down to her, his wings appearing outstretched behind him. “With the state you’ve put me in, I would probably lose what little control I have and crumble this entire mansion to the ground around us.”

Smirking, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to his neck and felt his arm lift her up under her legs, his body tensing.

“I mean, this place could use a remodel,” she whispered.

“You are definitely trouble, princess.” He groaned and when she felt the air move around them, she felt a whole new part of her brighten inside her chest that she grabbed onto for dear life.

Chapter 46

The gentle feeling of fingers grazing along her bare hip roused her from sleep and the light coming from the window brightened the inside of her eyelids.

She let her body surrender to his touch and rolled back into him slightly, letting out a sleepy breath. His body adjusted next to her and she felt his lips press against her bare neck.

“Morning,” he whispered next to her ear.

“Morning,” she said in a sleepy voice, her eyes trying to focus on his face now above her.

“No nightmares?” he asked calmly, his fingers still tracing her hip bone softly.

“None.” she smiled and raised her hand to his face, her thumb grazing against the familiar shadow of facial hair she had come to enjoy in the mornings.

His hand stopped grazing her skin and she felt it cup the side of her face as she kept staring up at him. Their eyes never broke contact, the brightness in his intriguing her and she leaned into his touch letting out a long breath.

Leaning down, his lips pressed against hers and she instantly felt her power spark again around her. This time she was barely able to extinguish it before he started to press into her more, the need radiating off him set her nerves on fire and she let out a small whimper in response.

His hand gripped her harder around her face, pulling her into him and she could hear a predatory rumble from his chest.

“Mine,” he mumbled against her lips, his tone dark and she could tell he was struggling to keep himself from devouring her fully.

“Yours,” she whispered back and grabbed the back of his neck to pull him back down to her.

He had to catch himself, removing his hand from her face and holding himself above her for another few minutes while they fought their need to consume each other.

“We should get ready to train,” she said between kisses reluctantly.

“We should do a lot of things.” He groaned.

Pounding on the door made them both jump, his face instantly going cold and he shot an angry glance at the door.

“No fucking peace here I swear.” He snarled and stood, having to adjust himself below his waist band slightly before walking to the door.