Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 85203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Every time I slide down, I swear he’s deeper. The fullness is addictive…perfect. My body was made for this—made for him.
“Oh Xaren,” I cry out. “It feels so good—but I need more!”
His eyes flash with fire.
“Then take more,” he growls. “Ride me, little dove. Let me feel your soft little cunt sucking me in. Gods, you’re so tight.”
I brace myself against his rock-hard abs and begin to move—rising and falling, my thighs burning, my breath ragged. The sound of our bodies coming together is wet and hot and perfect. Every ridge, every inch of his shaft rubs places inside me I didn’t even know existed.
But it’s still not enough.
I need him to take me. I need him to breed me. I need his seed spilling inside me, filling me, claiming me.
“Xaren,” I beg. “Please. Help me—I need more of you. I need you deeper.”
He curses and grips my hips harder.
“Fuck, little dove…don’t want to hurt you!”
“You won’t,” I cry. “Please!”
He groans and begins to thrust up into me, meeting each downward grind of my hips with a deep, savage stroke.
“Gods,” he grits out. “You’re milking me already… you want my seed that badly?”
“Yes!” I beg. “Fill me, Xaren—fill me!”
My orgasm is so close, but I need just one more thing…something more.
Xaren knows what I need—of course he does.
His thumb presses against my swollen clit and begins to rub, firm and fast. And that’s it—that’s exactly what I need.
Sparks explode behind my eyes and my whole body locks up as pleasure drowns me.
“Oh, Xaren, yes—don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I’m begging. “I’m… I’m coming!”
“I am too—Gods, I can’t help it. You’re sucking it out of me,” he growls.
And then I feel it…he swells inside me—grows even larger.
A sudden heat floods me as thick, molten seed spurts deep inside, bathing the mouth of my womb with his seed—or maybe it’s his Drake’s seed. All I know is that it’s hot—so hot it should burn—but my body welcomes it eagerly. I clench around him, milking him desperately, needing every last drop inside me.
“Gods, Elaina!” he roars.
I ride him through it, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave of fire and bliss. For a moment, my vision whites out as my inner walls spasm around his thickness, seizing and releasing again and again.
I’ve never felt anything like it and I never want it to end.
But at last, the pleasure ebbs. When it’s over, I collapse on top of him, trembling and breathless. He’s still buried to the hilt inside me, his massive cock keeping me full, claiming me from the inside out and making sure my body has time to soak up all the cum he spurted deep inside me.
I don’t want to move.
I want to stay right here, with him deep inside me forever.
40
ELAINA
I lie sprawled across Xaren’s chest, still trembling faintly with aftershocks, my body humming from the intensity of what we just shared. His arms are wrapped around me like steel bands, protective and warm, and his scent surrounds me—smoke and spice and male musk.
The collar still rings his throat, the glowing sigil inscribed on it pulsing faintly… but—
His Drake’s eye is lit again.
Not dull or dim like it was before. Alive. It’s a vibrant gold, burning with something wild and possessive.
Hope flickers in my chest as I watch it watching me.
“I’m so glad,” I whisper, reaching up to touch his scarred cheek. “Your eye… your Drake. He’s still with you.”
“Because of you,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my temple. “You brought him back to life, little dove.”
I curl closer, wrapping a leg around his hips, reluctant to let him go. But guilt stirs in my belly.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” I say, my voice low. “I tried to get the key to your collar. I thought I could steal it from the Queen’s chamber.”
Xaren stiffens beneath me, then strokes my back gently.
“And?”
“I got caught. She must have known I’d come—it was a trap.”
He exhales through his nose, frustrated but unsurprised.
“She’s always ten steps ahead,” he growls. “Even if you had gotten the key, Elaina, you wouldn’t have made it past the dungeon doors. The guards wouldn’t have let you through.”
“I had to try,” I whisper fiercely. “We have to get you out. Your Drake’s in danger—if he fades again…”
“I know.” His jaw tightens beneath my hand. “This fucking collar needs to come off. But I don’t know how. Not yet.”
We fall into silence again as he softens and slips out of me. I can feel his heart pounding under my ear—slow and steady. Comforting.
But the comfort doesn’t last.
Because something else is rising inside me. A warmth that spreads like honey and fire through my limbs…a prickling tension building between my thighs, deeper and hotter than before.
My nipples harden again, brushing his chest with each breath. My pussy clenches emptily, wet heat already gathering between my legs.