Chapter 41

Chapter

Forty-One

SELENE

S carred hands covered my eyes, sending a shiver down my spine as my Mate's sensual voice whispered into my ear, "Happy late birthday, my moonlight." He spun me in his arms, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

It was just mere minutes after the coronation dinner, people either settling in for the night or continuing in their festivities. But it seemed Emrys had a different idea than everyone else as he questioned, "You thought I'd forget?"

Giggling, my soul had never felt more free in all my life. It felt like I could finally breathe now, like I could look in the mirror and recognize myself. That tension and foreboding alarm that always lingered had left, my mind feeling at peace.

My finger twirled a midnight lock, causing Emrys to shiver. "It was unimportant, especially compared to everything else."

My birthday was months ago, on the night of Bruma when my Mate was being sacrificed, so a celebration of myself had never been on my mind. Even all these months later, it was still never a topic that popped into my head, my birthday having never been celebrated on its true day anyhow.

"You will never be unimportant," Emrys' tanned hand caressed my cheek as his shadows coiled around us, the scent of mahogany rich and enticing. "Not to me."

"Then where is my chocolate cake?" I remarked, lifting an eyebrow.

The Shadow of Death tsked before he nipped at my mouth. "Such an impatient little monster."

"I learned it from somewhere," I breathed against his lips.

He feigned innocence, a hand to his chest in mock outrage, as I keeled over in laughter. "It's in our chambers." My Mate grabbed my waist, hoisting me over his shoulder with a smack on my ass. "And I'm famished for my dessert."

" So impatient, " I mocked his earlier words. It felt so surreal being able to laugh and play again, the weight of the world no longer lingering on our shoulders.

It was less than a year ago that I had left the Bellator Fortress and headed to the Castle of Gambriel to meet my betrothed. Less than a year ago I had sobbed on the floor of a dungeon as Radha took Wesley's life in the name of power. Less than a year ago my entire life had turned upside down when my true identity was revealed and I was whisked away to join the Rebellion.

So much had happened within that short span of time. The Fates had a mysterious and fucked up way of working but I would never not be thankful that they gave me this… That they gave me him.

My Mate's laugh reverberated through me, making all that pain and suffering worth it before his voice turned serious. "If I am anything, Selene… I am yours."

My body went slack, his words making my heart swell.

A portal of ice and wind opened up before us, Emrys' new power shining brightly before we stepped through and landed in our room. He'd gotten quite skilled with his newly gained magic, mastering each power individually until he could hold more than one at once. We didn't know if he had a dragon form yet, he was not shifting despite how hard he pulled from that well of magic.

Emerald and golden sheets lined the bedding that was lit with twinkling faerie lights. Our room was plain, only one dresser shared for our clothes along with a set of chairs and a small table for eating in our chambers. We'd added little touches here and there, trying to make the desolate Castle of Menodore a home, but our priorities weren't on home decor and wouldn't be for a while.

Emrys set me down, my feet landing on the plush rug beside our bed. His arms caged me in, like I was his prey once again but this time, I loved how his form towered over mine. I loved how he made me feel so wanted, so cherished and loved. With a heated look, he kissed me gently, easing his tongue along the line of my lips until I opened for him completely.

Groaning into my mouth, he sighed in pleasure. "I always want you and I don't think this insatiable feeling will ever leave."

My hands went into his black hair, pulling him closer than before. "I don't want it to," I whispered against his plush lips.

His hands went to my waist and hoisted me up as I wrapped my legs around his middle and started moving against his erection. Pinning me to the bed, his words were husky and made my core throb to be filled. "I want you at every meal, Selene. Every meeting we have to endure. While we're in the training yard, the kitchen, or the Godsdamned garden," he growled and I kept moving my hips against him. "I always want you and will forever beg for more. Morning, noon, and night, you're mine."

Nodding my head in a pleasureful haze, I repeated, "Mhm… Always yours. Morning, night, and whatever the fuck you said."

He kissed my throat as I tilted it to the side, needing more of him. "Noon, love. Don't forget noon."

Waving my hand nonchalantly in the air, I breathed, "Yeah, yeah. Noon." My core lit up when his cock pressed directly onto my clit, his shadows caressing my neck. "Whatever you say. Now stop depriving me!"

He chuckled and peeled off my clothes, "Whatever my queen desires."

Only his words didn't match his actions as he withdrew from my body, his sinewy muscles gleaming in the firelight. I was completely bare to him, my knees propped up as I leaned back on the silken sheets. Opening my legs wider, I could feel the heat coming from my center as I said, "I desire your cock, my king."

His honey eyes flared along with his nostrils, his hard cock protruding from the vee in his hips. My core throbbed and ached to be filled by him. Emrys' tongue snaked out, his gaze looking down at my soaked folds as he licked his lips, "I need my dessert first."

Two scarred hands grabbed my thighs, wrenching them apart as his head dove between my legs. He licked me from the bottom of my soaked center, lapping up the juices until his talented tongue circled my clit. "It should be against the Laws of the Divine to taste this good." He licked me again, slower that time, before he smacked his lips that were wet with my desire.

"Please, baby," I was writhing shamelessly, his teasing making my spine tingle as I chased that feeling for more. I clenched around nothing, the emptiness inside of me driving me insane. "I need you. Need anything in there."

Ermys continued to flick and tease my pussy, lightly touching the clit with his finger before dragging it down and shoving it into my tight heat. I let out a groan, my pussy clenching as he rubbed that rough spot deep inside of me. "Yes, yes, yes," I purred, both of my hands holding his silken hair as he licked me. "More, please. More."

The cruel male chuckled, my orgasm not surfacing from his incessant teasing. "Goddesses don't beg."

He gave another long lick up my center as his finger retracted and I ground my teeth in frustration. One hand was still on my thigh, his scarred fingers digging into my flesh as I looked down at him. "I'll beg you to keep touching me," I writhed my hips, my pussy clenching the air hopelessly. "Please, Emrys."

My Mate groaned, his plans of teasing me into oblivion quickly failing. He dove back in, his mouth clasping onto my clit as two fingers were sucked into my core. His shadows unfurled, misty tendrils stroking and invading every orifice of my body until I was a trembling, shaking mess.

I was already wound up from earlier, the wetness seeping out of me as I took in Emrys in Menodorian green. My orgasm came on abruptly fast—staring at my sensual Mate tonight was my own personal foreplay.

Clenching his midnight hair and shoulder, I moaned long and loud, close to delirium from the sensation. His hold on my thigh and hip was a brand I'd gladly wear for all of eternity, another way for him to mark me as his. Waves of euphoria crashed over and over, my body quaking as golden heat moved through me, spreading from my belly out to my fingertips, consuming me.

I was panting and breathless as Emrys pulled back, my release dripping from his scarred face. He looked utterly feral, his golden gaze watching me with wicked intent. I was his prey and it made my pussy clench all over again.

"My sweet little dove," a scarred hand traced my jawline, his thumb pulling on my plush lip. Darkened shadows loomed behind him, the wispy coils readying to strike me with endless pleasure. His threat was imminent, his cock hard and ready. "Ready to be devoured?"

Biting my lip, I nodded and tried to scoot back on the bed to make room for his hulking size. One hand wrapped around my waist, dragging me back to the edge of the bed with him between my spread legs. "No running from me now, Selene."

His cock was a steel rod, so hot and heavy pressing into my already soaked core. Tilting my chin up, I looked into whiskey eyes and promised, "I'd never run from you."

The heat in his eyes dissipated, turning to a simmering smolder as he leaned down and captured my lips. Our tongues coiled together, my release still potent on his tongue as he lined his groin up to my channel. His hips shifted, my pussy welcoming him in with ease as he shuddered, "Fuck."

My legs snaked around his waist, gripping him with strength and forcing him deeper. His tongue lapped at my mouth as I drew my hips back and snapped them against his, "You want it rough, baby?" he teased, a shadowy tendril plucking my right nipple.

I didn't respond, only moved my hips restlessly as the sounds of our arousal filled the room. With a growl, he pounded into me, my body laying flat on the mattress as he gripped me by the hips. Grunting like a savage beast, Emrys snapped his hips at a harsh pace, his filthy words rising above the noises. "You like this pussy getting filled, don't you?"

I thought I was on the brink before but the way he was driving into me now had me seeing stars, his shadows rubbing my clit with ferocity. Only guttural sounds left my throat, the pleasure racketing too much for an audible response. "I'll give you what you ask for, Selene, and more."

My eyes feasted upon him, his scarred and tanned body looking like something otherworldly. His neck was coiled tightly, his impending orgasm creeping up, but he didn't stop fucking me like his life depended on it. Growls and grunts sounded as his hips snapped, my pussy aching in agony and pleasure.

Bliss contorted his handsome face, my own orgasm centering on him, his beating heart, his pulsing cock. We were always meant to be this close, never apart. Our souls were made to walk this realm hand in hand.

My pussy spasmed and tightened, the release cresting before I screamed out, moonlight flaring from my pores. It was a tsunami of mind-shattering ecstasy, my back bowing as Emrys roared. I was jerking and shaking and shrieking as his hot jets of cum filled me, painting my inner walls with his release.

He kept whispering words of love and encouragement but I couldn't hear them over the roaring in my ears. I held tightly onto my Mate, our bodies still aligned as our breathing settled and contentment consumed us.