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He was lying. Of course, he was. Again, it all boiled down to trust, and he didn’t trust me. Lust wasn’t enough to hold a relationship together, and I still reminded him of Selene and Charity, of their betrayal. Did he truly think I was capable of turning on him like that? I slipped my arms around his neck because I didn’t want to think about this anymore and kissed him.

His arms banded more tightly around me, and he kissed me back fiercely. I reached between us, took his cock in my hand, and led him right where I needed him most.

Draven groaned as he filled me, holding me tighter to him as we rocked against each other. Our mouths never separated, even when the kissing slowed, our lips brushing, hovering, breathing in each other as we moved together.

Time meant nothing as we took pleasure in each other. He slid his hand between our bodies and circled my clit as he filled me over and over again.

He kissed his way up my throat. “So fucking perfect. My beautiful mate.” There was a reverence in his voice that made my body tremble and my heart grip tight. He pressed his forehead to mine. “Let me feel you, petal. Come for me.”

He thrust deep and held there, grinding against me, causing fire to roll through me. Until I came with a cry, trembling against him.

Draven was breathing heavily, but he hadn’t come yet. “Take me to shore,” I said against his gorgeous mouth.

“Why?”

“I haven’t taken you in my mouth yet, and I really want to. I need to know how you taste,” I said, needing that, to give him that, so badly.

His arms tightened around me, and he nodded with a groan.

A second later, he slid from me, and we were moving back through the water to where we’d taken off our clothes. But he didn’t go all the way, he stopped when the water reached just below his fine ass.

He lowered me to my feet, looking down at me, his chest pumping, nostrils flared, cock hard and jutting from his body as I lowered myself to my knees and realized why he’d stopped where he had. I was warm in water up to my shoulders. He was always ensuring my comfort, always putting me first.

Taking him in hand, I looked up at him. “You’re beautiful as well.”

His breath shuddered out of him, and he watched as I leaned in and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. Draven hissed through clenched teeth, then gripped the back of my head with one hand and cupped the side of my face with the other.

“Suck me, petal,” he said, demand, hunger, desperation all there.

I did. I sucked him down as deep as I could, then I kept going. I didn’t tease. I took him in my mouth over and over again. His thumb slid along my jaw, then traced the side of my mouth.

“Do you like the way your mate tastes?” he asked, and god, that vulnerability was back in his eyes and in his incredibly deep voice.

I nodded up at him. I loved it. I couldn’t get enough of him. I moved faster, sucked harder, and his fingers fisted my hair tighter.

“I’m the only male you’ll ever get on your knees for, isn’t that right, Iris? It’ll only be me?” He thrust his hips as if he couldn’t stop himself. “You are mine, my female, my mate, for the rest of our lives. I’m never letting you go.” He brushed his thumb over my cold cheek. “And I’m yours. Only ever yours. You know that, don’t you, petal?”

His words should have scared me, but they didn’t. I liked them, liked the way that sounded. I was broken, and so was he, but maybe if we tried, we could be less broken together?

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned. “You gonna swallow for me?”

I shivered at the dirty growl in his voice, the dominance, the ownership, and yeah, the longing. I liked it all, and I gave him what he wanted. When he threw his head back and groaned with his release, I stayed right where I was, and I took all of him.

Finally, he eased from my mouth and lowered himself into the water beside me, pulling me into his lap, the water skimming both of our shoulders.

He swiped his thumb over my swollen lips. “Thank you, petal.”

“You don’t need to thank me. I liked it. I like you,” I said and smiled up at him.

His gaze darkened, growing so much more intense. “I like you too.”

My heart fluttered.

He wrapped his arms tighter around me then kissed my shoulder, right over the mark he’d given me. “Are you warm enough? Do you want to go back to the party?”

I shook my head. “Can we stay here a little longer?” Where the real world didn’t exist, at least for a little while.

He nodded, then leaned in and kissed me again.