Chapter 15

Feno pulled Willow behind him and marched through his home. His heart raced at the thought of Willow finally arriving here. He was over seven hundred years old, and this was the first time a female who was not related to him or didn’t work for him had stepped foot in his home.

The dragon in him would never allow any female but his mate to step foot in the building. He had spent the last six hundred years preparing this home for her.

Willow.

His mate.

This was hers as much as his.

He tried to beat down his nerves, but he couldn’t help it. What if what he had collected wasn’t enough? What if she desired more? His dragon paced, unsure. They had waited centuries for this day, and now it was here. He blew out a deep breath and led her down the hall that would take them to his treasure room.

“It’s okay, Feno.” Willow’s voice broke through his thoughts.

He glanced at her and took in her bright eyes and the smile on her lips, still swollen from his kiss.

Unable to speak, he nodded. They arrived at the door. It was steel to protect the wealth that resided behind it. He flipped open the cover to the biometrics scanner on the wall. Placing his hand on the scanner, he watched the lights above it turn green to grant him access.

He opened the door. The lights flickered on in the three-story tall room. He pulled her behind him and guided them into the room. He had collected the finest jewels, artwork, gold, and silver over the years.

“Feno,” she breathed.

They paused in the center. She released his hand and spun in a slow circle, taking the room in.

Nervous, he tried to see it through her eyes. The rows of shelves were packed full of treasures from his years of planning for his mate. The upper levels housed more of the treasure.

“You’ve collected this just for me?” Her voice ended on a squeak.

He nodded, watching her. She walked toward one of the rows of shelving. He followed her at a short distance. She made her way through, assessing the items. He couldn’t see her face as she walked, occasionally picking up an item before returning it.

The anticipation was killing him and his dragon. They both waited for her response.

She paused at the second row and faced him. He couldn’t read her expression. She stared at him. He moved to her, needing to feel her close to him.

“How long have you been collecting this treasure?”

“About six centuries,” he replied, watching her eyes widen.

She swallowed hard at his words. “How old are you?”

“Seven hundred and two.”

His heart pounded. She stepped toward him and stopped, meeting his gaze. Her small hand rested on his chest. The heat from it seeped through his shirt. He ached to know what she thought of the treasures. He studied her face, and it finally happened.

She smiled.

“Feno, this is breathtaking. I don’t even know what to say. No one has ever done anything like this for me,” she announced.

“I’ve waited for the day I could meet my mate. My dragon will always protect you, provide for you, and love you, as will I,” he admitted. His length stiffened at the feel of her against him. He wouldn’t apologize for reacting to her nearness. She would just have to get used to him being aroused around her all the time.

“Feno,” she whispered, her eyes full of tears.

He leaned down and licked the first tear that fell. This was not a moment for tears. This was a moment for them to celebrate their future together. He may wait for their mating so her grandmother would be there, but he would officially have his woman in their home that he’d prepared for them.

He reached down and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder.

“Feno!” she screamed, laughing.

He carried her out of the room. It was time for them to officially consummate his oversized bed in their private chambers.

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Willow tried to catch a glimpse of Feno’s castle. He trudged his way through it, but it was pointless since she was upside down, and her hair kept getting in the way. She finally gave up. He shut the door to what she assumed was his bedroom.

He effortlessly carried her across the room and tossed her onto the bed. Her body bounced a few times before she settled. She smiled, but when her eyes met his, she saw his need. Her breath caught in her throat, and he reached for her.

His strong hand wrapped around her ankle and dragged her to him. Her legs opened automatically. She reached the edge of the bed, where he stood firm between them, and he reached up and pulled at her dress, tearing it from her body.

“Feno!” she cried out. She didn’t have many clothes to her name since she had left home.

“I’ll replace it,” he growled, tossing the material over his back. His movements were fast, as if he were desperate to have her.

He slowly removed her sandals. Her core clenched at his fierce gaze; it locked on hers. She reached behind her and quickly undid her bra before she lost that, too. Her underwear met the same fate as her dress, leaving her bare for him. She sat up on the edge of the bed so she could reach for him, but he pushed her back. His hands spread her legs apart, and he lowered his head between them, and immediately, moisture coated her thighs from the anticipation of feeling his tongue on her waiting pussy.

Her body arched from the bed. His tongue took a long swipe of her, tasting her. She moaned. His tongue parted her labia and dove inside her. Her body trembled, and he feasted on her. His tongue didn’t miss one drop of the moisture that seeped from her core. He took it all in. She gripped his hair tightly, her hips pushing forward.

“Feno,” she growled deep in the back of her throat, demanding more from him.

She moaned at him nipping her clit with his teeth, as if to make her settle down, but it only made her body crave his tongue, his fingers, and his cock.

She squeezed her eyes shut. His finger prodded her labia and slid deep inside her. His lips closed around her swollen bud, and he slowly thrust his finger deep within her core.

His tongue released her clitoris and flicked it, sending chills down her spine. He increased the pace of his fingers and thrust them deep, stretching her in preparation for her to take his cock.

Her breaths came fast as he consumed her.

“You’re so sweet. I can’t get enough of you,” Feno growled against her pussy lips, enclosing his mouth around her clit.

He sucked her swollen bundle of nerves deep in his mouth, and she cried out. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and he continued his delicious assault on her body.

“Take all of me,” she said. Her orgasm rocked into her. She meant every word. He could have all of her.

He didn’t give her a chance to finish coming down from her euphoric journey to the clouds before he pushed his wide girth into her tight channel. He grunted and paused, fully submerged inside her. He pulled back and slammed into her again.

Her heavy mounds jerked with each of Feno’s thrusts. His eyes locked on them, his hand making its way to her breast. A growl ripped from him, and he squeezed her breast, continuing to thrust deep inside her.

She knew he wouldn’t hold back. She could take whatever he threw at her, and right now, his powerful strokes had his cock reaching her cervix.

“Willow.”

Her name was a deep, throaty groan. She gasped from the sensation building again in her. Her legs trembled, and he gripped her thigh tighter, thrusting hard. His finger slipped up her thigh and found her slick clitoris to apply pressure to it as he strummed the sensitive flesh.

“Come with me.”

Her body went rigid, and they shouted out together. The room shook from the magnitude of their simultaneous release. Each of them releasing their energy together as their orgasms claimed them.

He chanted her name over and over and thrust one last time, pouring himself into her.