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Soft, feather-light kisses pressed against my forehead, stirring me from consciousness. I opened my eyes and stared into a pair of golden ones, molten with tender affection that swelled my heart and sent tingles racing through my blood.
“Good morning, princess,” Einar purred, nuzzling my nose. We were in bed together, I realized, in one of the royal suites I’d claimed as my own after arriving in Castle Kaipei. Einar and I had brought the rest of the dragons here to rest and recover, and after a long day of settling everyone in, we’d retreated to this room, where I’d promptly passed out after a much-needed bath. “Did you sleep well?”
“Very.” I stretched my arms over my head, pressing my breasts into Einar’s chest. He purred, sending vibrations from my heart straight into my core, and when I clenched my legs in response, they cinched his hips. “So well that I didn’t realize you’d wormed your way between my legs,” I added, arching my eyebrows.
Einar chuckled. “I’m not sure ‘worm’ is the word I would use,” he said, pushing his hips into mine. I gasped as he ground his hard length against my core, and my entire body throbbed in response. My dragon lifted her head, and for the first time she spoke, a single word that echoed through my head.
Mine.
Seizing Einar’s head, I pulled him down and kissed him the way I’d been aching to kiss him since I’d stepped through the portal and left him behind. He growled, seizing my jaw and angling it just right so he could work his tongue against mine, licking into my mouth with a ferocity that set me on fire—literally. Our nightclothes burned off in a flash, leaving us skin-to-skin.
“I’ve waited so long to do this,” he groaned, pulling away from my mouth so he could trail kisses down my jaw and throat. I moaned as he forged a path straight down my body, stopping to lavish attention on my nipples. He teased the sensitive peaks, alternating with nips of his teeth and lashes of his tongue until I was a writhing mess beneath him.
“Einar, please,” I whimpered as he moved lower, trailing open-mouthed kisses across my abdomen. He stopped just above my mound, gently nudging my thighs apart, and I shuddered as he blew a stream of hot air against my core. The throbbing between my legs increased, and I reached for his shaft, desperately needing to fill the ache.
“Uh-uh.” He intercepted my hands, then hiked my legs so the backs of my knees rested on his shoulders. Encircling my wrists with both of his hands, he pinned them to the bed, then buried his face between my thighs and dragged his tongue up my slit.
I cried out as a pulse of pleasure radiated through me, more intense than anything I’d ever felt. My hips instinctively lifted, pressing into his eager tongue, and I gripped the bedsheets for dear life as he used his tongue to work me into a frenzy.
“There you go,” he growled as I bucked against him. His words vibrated through my core, nearly pushing me over the edge. “That’s it, princess. Come for me.”
His name exploded from my mouth at the same time I did, the orgasm hitting hard and fast. I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my hips and pinned them to the bed. Relentless, he licked and sucked, pulling orgasm after orgasm until the sheets were drenched and I was nearly delirious with pleasure.
“Please,” I gasped, my vision dancing with colors. I wasn’t entirely sure where we were anymore, or how much time had passed. “I can’t take anymore.”
He lifted his head from my core, and the scorching look in his eyes set me aflame all over again. There was something so unbelievably sexy about him looking up at me from between my thighs, mouth glistening, gaze feral, his hair a wild mess from how hard I’d been gripping him.
“You can,” he said, his voice brimming with wicked promise. “And you will.”
He rose onto his knees, using one hand to spread my legs wider and the other to grip his shaft. A savage hunger rose inside me as he pumped his hand up and down the thick length, and I closed my hand around it above his, wanting to feel it too. His eyes flared, and he changed his grip so that he was guiding my finger. Together, we rubbed the tip of his shaft along my folds, and moaned in unison as he coated himself in my wetness.
“Are you ready?” he whispered.
The question hung in the air between us, and I knew he wasn’t just asking if I was ready to have sex. He wanted to know if I was ready to complete the bond, to be mated to him, body, mind, and soul. To forge a connection that not even death itself could break.
“Yes,” I answered. I had never been more ready for anything in my life.
He surged forward then, filling me with a single stroke. I’d heard there was supposed to be pain the first time, but if I felt any, it was eclipsed by an explosion of sensation. My fingernails dug into his back as I groaned, feeling myself pulse around him. The sensation of having him inside me for the first time was like nothing I’d experienced before—it was hunger and satisfaction all wrapped up in one enticing package.
Einar held still, watching me carefully for any sign of discomfort. In response, I slid my hands down his back and cupped his ass, pulling him deeper into me. His golden eyes ignited, and he grabbed my hips, working his shaft into me with slow, purposeful thrusts that hit a hidden spot inside me. Pleasure began to build, like pressure inside a keg, and I held on for dear life as he pushed me closer and closer to the breaking point.
“Give it to me,” he growled.“Now.”
His words triggered another explosion of pleasure, and this time, a floodgate opened up inside me. A maelstrom of emotion and sensation rushed through me, and as the pleasure multiplied, I realized I was experiencing both my orgasm and Einar’s at the same time. The experience blasted me straight out of my body and into the ether, where color and sound blended seamlessly together. Our souls briefly became one, and for the first time, Einar’s entire past folded out before me. I experienced the timeline of his life in the span of a heartbeat—his parents, his childhood, his triumphs and failures, his hopes and fears—and he experienced mine. My heart swelled with more love than I thought possible, and for a few achingly poignant moments, I genuinely couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. It was as if we’d been woven into the weft and warp of the universe, and the sense of peace and belonging, of knowing exactly how we fit, was like nothing I’d ever known.
Then it faded away, until I was back in my body again, and Einar in his. We lay in a tangle of limbs and sheets, the only sound in the room our breaths as we tried to calm our racing hearts.
“I can’t believe we waited so long to do this,” I said, and he laughed.
“We can do this as many times as you want.” He lifted his head, and even though I was pleasantly exhausted, the look in his eyes had my body humming all over again. He was just lowering his mouth to mine for another kiss when a knock sounded at the door, distracting us both.
“Lady Adara,” Diyani’s voice called through the door. She seemed to have the sense to know what was going on, and not open the door. “Your mother is awake. And she wants to see you.”
* * *
I almost rushed from the room right then and there, but Einar reminded me we were both sweaty and smelled like sex. The idea of showing up in that condition to see my mother was sufficiently mortifying to bring me back to my senses, and I called for a bath, then dressed in a simple gown.
I asked Einar to wait outside, then entered Mother’s room, my heart in my throat. I braced myself, unsure of what condition I would find her in. But though she looked a little wan, and thinner than usual, she was sitting up and seemed fully aware and present. There was no sign of the Shadow in her eyes, and her hair had lightened to its normal moss-green color.
