“I need you now,” she breathed out.
And I could not wait any longer. Alina gasped, and wrapped her arms around my neck when I filled her from the inside. She was so sweet and tight. All I wanted was togive her pleasure, in any way I could. I needed to hear her whimper, beg me for more. In the midst of it all, I lost myself in her. She was my heart and soul, my whole fucking world.
I closed my eyes, pressing my forehead to Alina’s shoulder. Her chest rose up and down and the strands of her loose hair brushed my cheek.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“Why?” Alina breathed, looking a little hazy.
“I didn’t mean to lose control like that.”
“But... I like when you lose control.” Her eyes met mine.
I kissed her forehead, before helping her adjust the bodice of her dress.
“Can you take me home?” she asked.
Home. It sounded so familiar. In the past weeks, the shabby cottage we shared had become our home. And for the first time, ever, I felt like I belonged somewhere, as if I was a part of a big family. But nothing could compare to the way I felt about Alina. She was my home, and I knew that if I had to, I would go through heaven and hell just to be with her.
I helped her get down to the ground and paused when I saw her wince.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“A little. It’s not a big deal.” Alina smiled, touching my cheek.
“I never want to hurt you.”
“But I like it that way,” she said softly, and I kissed the palm of her hand.
Just then my eye caught a sudden flash in the distance. I moved closer to the railing.
“What?” Alina stood beside me.
“Something’s wrong,” I gripped the stone, feeling pain in my knuckles.
Alina clasped my arm, and both of us stilled, watching an explosion of fire and the dark silhouette of a flying dragon in the valley.
“Get back in the castle!” I pulled her inside, then we ran down the stairs into the main hall.
“Hanoch!” I shouted loud enough for everyone to hear me over the music.
The sounds of multiple voices, laughter and music would attract crawlers here. It was only a matter of minutes before the bloodbath.
I darted toward the musicians and yelled at them to stop playing.
“Did you have too much wine?” Hanoch stood up.
In two large strides I was beside him.
“You have to protect women and children! The dragons are in the valley!” I shook his shoulders.
“What?”
“The. Undead. Dragons!” I searched for any signs of recollection.
“That’s impossible! We’re high in the mountains. There are no undead dragons here.” Hanoch tried to break free, just then shouts, and a loud bang shook the walls of the castle.
“Too late!”
