28. Elowen

28

ELOWEN

A ldric carries me into my room, kicking the door shut behind him. The urgency in his step sends a thrill shooting through me. He sets me down on the edge of the bed, his eyes locked onto mine, a hunger burning within them that I've come to recognize.

"I'm going to claim you, Elowen," he says, his voice a low growl that resonates in my core. "I'm going to make you my mate in every way."

Anticipation builds through me, heightening the moment, as he leans in, claiming my mouth with a deep, passionate kiss. His lips are fierce and demanding, igniting a fire within me that matches his own. I reach up, running my fingers through his short, dark hair, pulling him closer.

He breaks away just long enough to whisper, "You're mine, Elowen. Now and always."

His hands move to the straps of my dress, slowly pushing them down my body as he trails kisses down my neck, my collarbone, each touch of his lips sending jolts of electricity through me.

I pull my arms through the loops, allowing him to push the dress to my waist and baring my upper half to him completely. His mouth moves lower, kissing every inch of exposed skin as if it were sacred ground.

I gasp as he leans me back and pulls the dress down my hips, his fingers brushing against my heated skin. He looks up at me, a wicked grin on his face, before kneeling before me.

I watch, breathless, as he slides the fabric off my legs, his lips following the path, kissing my thighs, my knees, my calves, until he's kneeling at my feet. He looks up at me, his silver eyes gleaming with desire and something more—a promise, a vow.

"I'm going to worship every part of you," he says, his voice husky with need. "I'm going to make you feel like the goddess you are. And when you come, Red, I want you to scream my name loud enough for everyone to hear."

Aldric trails kisses back up my legs, his strong hands gripping my hips, driving me crazy. I squirm beneath his touch, not out of a desire to escape, but from an overwhelming need for more.

He chuckles, a low rumble that vibrates against my skin. "Patience, Red. I'm going to take my time with you."

My breath hitches as he parts my thighs, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin, igniting a trail of fire in their wake. I can't take my eyes off him—his dark hair, his piercing silver eyes, the raw intensity etched onto his every feature.

He lowers his head, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. The first touch of his tongue sends a jolt through me, an electric shock that has me arching off the bed. He laughs again, clearly enjoying the effect he has on me.

His fingers join his mouth, exploring and teasing, driving me to the brink of madness. Each stroke, each lick, stokes the flames within me, building a pressure that threatens to explode.

I grasp at the sheets, my knuckles white, as the sensations grow more intense. Aldric's hands grip my thighs, holding me open, exposing me completely to his ministrations. There's no escape, no respite from the torturous pleasure he inflicts.

My moans fill the room, growing louder and more urgent with each passing moment. I can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter within me, my body shaking with the effort to hold back the inevitable.

But Aldric is relentless. His mouth moves faster, his fingers delve deeper, pushing me beyond any semblance of control. I can't hold back any longer. The pressure breaks, and a wave of intense pleasure crashes over me, succumbing to his expert touch.

"Aldric!" His name tears from my lips, a scream that echoes through the room, a declaration of surrender and ecstasy. My body shudders with the force of my climax, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

As the waves of pleasure begin to subside, I'm left panting, my body limp and sated. Aldric looks up at me, a satisfied smirk on his face. "That was just the beginning, Red."

He licks me clean, making me shudder from the sensations, before kissing the sensitive insides of my thighs. His teeth scrape over the spot there, and lust shoots through me, remembering the last time he bit me.

He must see the spark in my eyes because he grins. "You want my bite?" He nips at my flesh and I jolt. "Want to be drunk on me while I fuck you senseless, Red?"

Wetness pools between my legs as I whimper, "Yes." His hands tighten on me, and a little louder I say, "I want my taste on your tongue and my blood in your veins while you fuck me."

Aldric groans loudly at my words. "Good." His voice is husky, his hands clamping down harder as he brings his mouth to my inner thigh.

He thrusts a finger inside of me as his mouth parts against my skin, pumping in and out of me to distract me from the sting of his bite. But the euphoria comes immediately after, my walls clamping down on him as he adds another.

Aldric drinks greedily from my body, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me with his venom alone. My body feels alive, like it's floating and flying and everything is so intense. I've never had pleasure like this before him, but it pours through my veins, every pump of his fingers making my body jerk up as the bliss blinds me.

"That's it, Red." He groans as he licks my leg and the blood dribbling there. "Fuck, that's it."

I come again, the intensity of it too much for me to hold back, and he groans as he pumps harder, watching my body jerk against him.

When I finally finish, he withdraws, sucking his fingers clean and making me whimper. He gives me a wicked smile as he climbs up my body. "How do you feel?"

"So fucking good," I murmur, the pleasure pounding through me. It's a tangible thing. "But I need you." I reach out to him, pulling him. "I need you in me."

I unlace Aldric's pants, my fingers trembling with anticipation. He pulls off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, marked with scars and that distinctive tattoo. I can't help but lean in, pressing my lips to his, groaning at the taste of myself still lingering on his tongue. It's intoxicating, a mix of my own essence and the sweet venom from his bite.

He lines himself up, his eyes locked onto mine. There's a moment of silence, a split second where time seems to stand still before he drives into me. I gasp, my back arching as he fills me completely. The bliss from his bite is still coursing through my veins, intensifying every sensation. I'm already panting, my heart racing as he starts to move.

He pulls back slowly, a delicious friction that has me clinging to him, before pushing back in with a force that sends waves of pleasure crashing through me. He grunts, a deep sound that comes from his chest, his eyes never leaving mine. "You feel so fucking fantastic, Red."

Each thrust is slow, deliberate, hitting every nerve ending, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer, needing more. His hands grip my hips, holding me in place as he picks up the pace, each movement becoming more urgent, more intense.

I can feel the pressure building already, the tension coiling in my core. His bite, his venom, it's all too much. It's overwhelming, a flood of sensations that threatens to consume me. I cling to him, my nails digging into his back as he drives into me again and again.

His breath is ragged, matching my own desperate pants. He leans down, capturing my mouth in a fierce kiss, swallowing my moans. I can taste the sweat on his skin, the raw, primal energy that rolls off him in waves.

"Aldric," I whisper, his name a plea on my lips. I'm so close, so ready to fall over the edge. His grip tightens, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more demanding.

"Let go, Red," he commands, his voice a low growl. "Let me feel you come."

I shatter around Aldric, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over me, drowning out everything but the sensation of him. He thrusts deep, filling me completely, his groan echoing in my ear.

I'm panting, my body slick with sweat, but I'm not done. I want more. I need more of him, of this raw, intense connection that has me spiraling out of control.

My hands grip his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh, urging him on. His breath is hot on my neck, his heart pounding against my chest, and I can feel the tension in his muscles, the restraint he's showing. But I don't want restraint. I want all of him, unleashed and wild. I want us to lose control together.

"More, Aldric," I whisper, my voice hoarse from screaming his name. "I want more."

His mouth moves to my breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh before sinking in. I gasp, the initial sting quickly replaced by a rush of euphoria. His venom courses through me, igniting every nerve ending, intensifying every sensation.

I'm lost in the haze of pleasure when he suddenly flips me onto my stomach. His hands grip my hips, pulling me up onto my knees. There's no warning, no gentle preparation. He slams into me from behind, a forceful thrust that steals my breath.

It's harder, tighter, the angle hitting new depths. I cry out, my fingers clawing at the sheets. He doesn't pause, doesn't give me time to adjust. He pounds into me, each movement driving me higher, pushing me further. It's raw, it's intense, and it's so fucking good.

His grip on my hips tightens, his fingers digging into my flesh. He's relentless, his body claiming mine with a ferocity that leaves me reeling. I can feel him everywhere, his presence overwhelming, his dominance absolute.

I push back against him, meeting each thrust, our bodies moving in sync. The room is filled with the sound of our flesh colliding, our breaths mingling, our moans echoing. It's primal, it's raw, it's everything I need.

Aldric's grip tightens on my hips, his relentless pace pushing me toward another peak. "One more, Red," he growls, his breath hot on my neck. "Give me one more."

My body is drenched in sweat, every muscle quivering from exhaustion and pleasure. The venom coursing through me heightens every sensation, making each thrust a dizzying mix of pain and ecstasy. I can barely see, barely think. All I can do is feel.

His fingers dig into my flesh, holding me in place as he drives into me, harder, faster. I can't hold back the scream that rips from my throat as another orgasm crashes over me, stealing my breath and leaving me shaking in its wake.

Aldric lets out a deep groan, his body tensing as he finds his own release. He slows his pace, riding out the last waves of pleasure before stilling completely. His breath is ragged, his chest heaving against my back.

He pulls out gently, his arm wrapping around my waist to support me as my legs threaten to give out. He turns me to face him, his silver eyes dark with satisfaction and something more—something tender.

"You did so well, Red," he murmurs, his thumb brushing against my cheek. His touch is soft, a stark contrast to the fierce passion we just shared.

He scoops me up into his arms, laying me back while he grabs a cloth and water he must have had the foresight to bring to the room earlier. The water is cool against my heated skin, a soothing balm to my aching muscles. Aldric washes me carefully, his hands surprisingly gentle as they glide over my body.

I watch him through half-lidded eyes, too exhausted to move or speak. He notices my gaze and a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. "What is it, Red?"

I shake my head slightly, a weak laugh escaping my lips. "Just admiring the view."

He chuckles, a low rumble that vibrates through me. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"

I manage a shrug, a playful smirk on my face. "Guess you bring it out in me."

He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "Rest now. You've earned it."

Aldric wipes himself off before discarding the cloth. Then, he climbs in beside me, pulling me into the safety of his arms. My head rests on his chest, the steady beat of his heart lulling me into a state of deep relaxation.

His fingers comb through my hair, a soothing rhythm that has my eyes drifting closed. The last thing I hear before sleep claims me is his whispered words, "You're mine, Elowen. Always."