Chapter 19

CHAPTER19

Evren held my hand in his, and he held me as close to him as I could get until we finally reached the door to his room. The loud click of it closing behind us echoed throughout his room and in my chest.

My hand trembled in his, and I couldn’t get the restlessness to leave my body no matter how badly I begged it to. Tomorrow was coming, and I wasn’t ready to face it.

Not yet.

But I had no choice.

A black gown hung near Evren’s bed, and he nodded toward it as he led me farther in the room.

“That’s for tomorrow.” His voice was gruff and filled with his own emotion. “When Gavril arrives, you will be the last to enter the throne room. You will be presented as my betrothed before him.”

“Okay.” I nodded even as my chest tightened.

“But I don’t want you to go anywhere near him. Once you enter, you come straight to me.” He practically growled the words. “I want you at my side the entire time.”

“Okay.” My lips trembled and my breath shook in my chest.

He turned back toward me, his eyes assessing and dark. “I won’t let him touch you, Adara. He will not take you from me.”

I nodded even as I felt fear eat at my chest. I didn’t want to be in the same kingdom as Gavril, let alone the same room. I trusted Evren, but my mistrust of his brother was stronger.

“Princess.” Evren pulled his hand from mine and pressed it against my chin. He lifted until I was forced to look at him. “You are my mate, and I will not allow him any more of you than he’s already taken.”

“What if he gives you no choice?” I searched his dark gaze even as his eyes narrowed.

“There is no way for him to force my hand where I won’t pick you. You are my choice, Adara. In any question, under any circumstance, I will choose you.”

I gasped as I tried to pull in a breath, and Evren’s hand snaked around to the back of my neck. His fingers tangled in my hair and gripped almost to the point of pain.

“You are mine, Adara, and I am yours. No one has the power to change that. Not even us.” His lips pressed against mine, and he kissed me slowly. He kissed me as if he was trying to memorize every inch of my lips, every dip and curve.

He backed us up until the backs of my thighs hit his bed, and he slowly lowered me and pressed his knee between my legs.

“I thought we needed rest.” I smiled against his lips and pressed my thighs into his hips.

“We do.” He nodded and ran his mouth along my jaw. He took his time kissing the sensitive skin along my neck until his teeth nipped at my earlobe. “But gods, I need you more.”

He stood, taking a step back from me, and started slowly unbuttoning his dark shirt. “I have been able to think of little else since you climbed out of my bed this morning.”

He pulled his shirt from his trousers, and I sat up and slowly pulled my own boot from my foot. I let it slide to the floor in a loud thump, and my heart rate skyrocketed with every second that passed between us.

I pushed off my other boot before moving my trembling fingers to my shirt. Evren stood before me, bare from the waist up, and he slowly undid his trousers before lowering them down his hips.

I could hardly catch my breath as I watched him kick his trousers behind him or as I pulled my own shirt over my head.

“You are so perfect.” His hand gripped my calf, and his fingers crept up it until he reached the back of my knee. He jerked it forward, knocking me back onto my back, and his hand continued it’s path up my leg. He pressed both of my legs between his thighs, holding them in place, and he moved up my thigh at a painfully slow pace. My chest rose and fell harshly as I tried to anticipate his next move.

He was so beautiful standing in front of me. He was completely bare, not a single part of him hidden, and it hit me more than ever that this man who was half fae and half vampyre, every part of him was meant for me. He was my mate, and there wasn’t a single part of me that doubted that truth.

His hand grazed over my sex, barely applying any pressure, but I jumped under his touch and tried to clamp my legs together. A smirk marred his face as he finally reached the top of my trousers and slowly unlaced them.

His hands moved to my hips, and he tugged the leather down my hips and below my ass as he stared down at me. “So beautiful.”

He leaned forward and his breath rushed out against my sex. I pressed my hand to my mouth and bit down on my palm as I tried to force myself not to beg him for more.

He pressed his mouth to my hip bone before slowly running his nose along the length of my hips until he reached the other. He looked up at me as his tongue peeked out from his lips and traced along my skin. I thought it was enough to kill me, this torture he was putting me through, but then his teeth grazed against my sensitive skin and my back arched from the bed.

I could feel moisture pooling between my thighs, begging both me and him for release, and I tried to clamp my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure that was building there.

I was drowning in my want for him, suffocating on my need.

And he was taking his time as he tormented me with my lust.

I squirmed between him, but my legs were still trapped between his and he paid me no mind as he slowly made his way toward my sex.

“Please.” The plea fell from my lips, and I lifted my own hand to squeeze my breast. “Oh gods.”

“Tell me what you want.” His breath whispered over my sex, and I whimpered. “I will give you anything you ask of me.” He murmured the words just before his tongue pushed through my slit.

I bowed off the bed and reached down and tangled my hand in his hair. I held him against me, desperate for him not to leave, and he growled against my sex before he began eating at my flesh with ferocity.

He reached below me and gripped my bottom in his hands, and he lifted me off the bed and more firmly against his mouth. My legs were still pinned together, but somehow it only intensified what he was doing. He sucked my nub into his mouth, and I cried out as pleasure crashed into me in a wave.

“The smell of you,” he growled as he lifted his gaze to meet mine. “The smell of your desire for me, it has become as vital to me as breathing. I would starve without the taste of you.”

“Evren.”

He lifted and took a step back from me before he ripped my trousers off me completely.

My thighs were slick with my want for him, and I tried to hide my shame as he pushed my legs apart and knelt on the bed between them. He ran his hand through the moisture that lied there with a moan on his lips before lifting his fingers to my lips.

“Taste it, princess. Taste what no other man will ever get from you.”

I wrapped my lips around his fingers and pressed my tongue to the tips as he watched me.

“Tell me you’re mine, Adara.” He pulled his fingers from my mouth and slowly ran them down my neck and onto my chest.

“I am yours.”

His eyes closed as if my words were intoxicating, and he gripped my thigh in his hand and lifted it until it pressed against his hip.

“No one can change that.” He looked back to me as he ran his length through my sex and caused me to squirm beneath him. He was looking at me like no one ever had before, and I didn’t know if it was that or the way he was touching me that made me feel like I would never come back from this desperation inside me. “No matter what happens tomorrow. You are mine, and I am yours.”

I nodded just as he pushed inside of me and stole the breath from my lips.

“You are my mate.” He thrust into me, and his chest came down against mine. His lips met mine, and he kissed me as he began moving inside me. “You are to be my wife, Adara. You are everything to me.”

“As you are to me.” I gripped my fingers in his hair and moved my hips beneath him. “You are all that I need, Evren. All that I want.”

He groaned against my mouth, and his hips slammed harder against me. I could feel it rising inside me, that pleasure that only he could give me, and when he ran his fingers along my ribs, I couldn’t stop the tremor that coursed through my body.

His teeth grazed over my neck, and my hips surged off the bed.

“When the threat of my brother is gone…” He moved his mouth over my collarbone, and I whimpered as I felt his teeth nip there. “I plan to do nothing but discover everything that makes you fall apart. I will spend days getting to know your body in a way that not even you can fathom.”

“Evren.” I clamped my eyes closed and pressed my head into the bed. It was climbing inside of me, and I felt like I was going to fall apart. Every part of me was fracturing, splintering in my need, and he was the only cure.

His lips pressed against my chest once more before he sat back onto his knees and gripped my hip in his hand. He didn’t stop moving inside me, and I cried out as his thumb brushed over my nub.

“Give it to me, princess.” He growled. “Let me have every part of you.”

I didn’t stand a chance of denying him. My body hummed under his command, and that dam inside of me broke lose as the pleasure he drew from my body came crashing through. He pressed his palm at the edge of my lower stomach, just before my sex, and he thrust into me hard.

I cried out and dug my fingers into his bedding. It was too much, the pleasure crashing into me, and I feared I would break, but Evren held me beneath him as he thrust into me one last time and found his own release.

He fell forward, his forehead pressing against my stomach, and neither of us spoke as we tried to catch our breath.

We stayed like that for a long moment before Evren pulled himself from my body and laid beside me. He pulled me toward him until my upper half was laying across his chest, and he kissed me lazily as the aftershocks still coursed through my body.

“Get some rest, princess. Tomorrow will come whether we want it to or not.”