10. Valek

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"I have been… waiting," I manage to say, though words feel inadequate to express the storm of emotions Odette stirs within me.

"Waiting?" Odette's voice shakes as she molds her warm body to mine.

Within seconds, her clothes become confinements too tedious to tolerate. With steady fingers, I pull her dress off her shoulders and let it fall by the side, leaving nothing left between us but raw desire and the magic that hums in our veins.

"For you," I confess, clasping her waist and shifting my body until her thighs straddle my hips. Pulling her closer to me, her white hair cascades like a silken curtain around my face, creating a world where only we exist.

"But you didn't know I existed until three days ago." Odette smooths her hands over my shoulders, each touch more purposeful, each press of her palms sending waves of desire deep into my core.

My body responds on instinct, every fiber yearning for more of her—more closeness, more contact.

As she works her way down my arms and over my chest, each movement grows increasingly charged with an unspoken promise. When her hands reach the small of my abdomen, she hesitates as if considering crossing a line from which there is no return. The tension builds and wraps around us like a tangible force.

"Should we stop before we do something we regret? We've only just met, and we may be unprepared for the next steps we take." Her voice is barely above a whisper.

"No," I reply instantly, so decisively that the word hangs heavy in the air between us. "There is nothing to regret between mates, little one. From this moment on, my very being belongs to you."

She leans down, lips brushing against my ear. "Does that mean I belong to you?"

"Yes, you do. You are mine to love and protect—all mine to worship and breed." The last threads of restraint snap. In one swift motion, I roll over and capture Odette beneath my body, careful not to crush her. I shift my thick legs between her thighs and hook them over my hips. Her eyes grow wide, burning with the same ferocious need that I feel tearing through me. The connection is undeniable.

Our lips crash together in a kiss—fierce and gentle all at once. Her sweetness mingling with my darkness—a perfect balance. My hands roam over her body, learning the curves that I'll pillage nightly for all eternity. Odette's an exquisite dream come to life, and I don't ever want to wake up. As our kiss deepens, Odette moans into my mouth, stoking the flames so high, I fear I won't be able to take her in the gentle manner she deserves. But I silently promise to try.

"Valek…" Odette whispers, and I savor the shiver that passes through her fingers, tangling in my hair and teasing my horns as she urges me closer. The power of her lust pulses like a live wire, feeding my own dark hunger, intertwining with the essence of my being.

As an incubus, it's my job to seduce, bartering souls from unsuspecting women, but this is different. This isn't a curse befallen me—this is about pleasure, both mine and hers—and nothing compares to the intoxication of our intimate connection.

I move to the edge of the table, admiring her body as I trace a line down her quivering abdomen, watching as goose bumps rise to greet my touch. Her fingers hold tightly to my horns, pulling me closer to her core in a desperate plea she doesn't need to voice. My name falls from her lips like a sacred incantation, empowering and binding all at once. Her breath catches, and the room seems to pulse with the beat of magic, our combined energies swirling in a heady dance.

Dipping lower, I kiss the sensitive skin at her hip, biding my time. Her anticipation builds, an almost tangible force between us. The connection goes beyond flesh—a mystical conduit powered by our heartbeats. With every moment that passes, the bond deepens, intertwining our essences until distinguishing one from the other seems impossible.

"Oh, my gods!" Odette jolts with surprise as I aggressively spread her trembling thighs and devour her with my ravenous tongue. With every flick and swirl of my tongue against her swollen clit, she fists my horns, pumping up and down, driving me to the brink and testing my patience. Within seconds, her gasps of pleasure turn to pleas for mercy, but her words fall on deaf ears. The taste of her innocent pussy has turned me feral, and every noise she makes only fuels my desire to dominate and breed her.

I don't show mercy. I never will. As she begs for a moment to catch her breath, I growl and demand one more orgasm from her. Relentlessly, I drive her toward the edge of ecstasy until she can no longer beg or plead. She surrenders herself completely to me, tears streaming down her face as I feast on her like a primal beast.

Her body is mine to command as I guide her through multiple mind-bending climaxes, dripping with sweat and soaked with arousal. And just when she thinks she can't take anymore, I slide my cock through her wet slit, teasing her clit and issuing a dire warning that I plan to claim every inch of her with the ferocity she silently craves.

When she can't take anymore, I use my fingers to bring back the tide and make her ride my hand until she's ready for what I had been waiting for, introducing her to my hard cock and watching as it slides between her drenched lips.

As she moans and writhes beneath me, lost in the throes of pleasure, I cup her pussy hard and make her gaze into my eyes. "Is this little pussy ready for its new master?" My voice is rough with desire as I plunge into her depths, claiming her as my own and giving her an experience that will leave her trembling for days.

"Yes! I am." Odette gasps, lost in our mutual bliss.

I can feel every thrum of her heart, every hitch in her breath as I draw her closer to the edge. With unleashed desire, I lift her ankles effortlessly onto my shoulders and plunge into her with a primal force. My hand grips her voluptuous ass, pushing her against me as I pound into her in an unrestrained frenzy to breed. Our sudden union has pushed her into a fertile heat, which commands me to spill my seed until this erotic dance proves fruitful.

"Odette…" I take a deep breath, trying to hold back the tide of my climax as it threatens to overwhelm me. Odette has bewitched me completely, and I don't t fear the enchantment she weaves around my heart. "This is irreversible. You and I are forever bound, my love."

With tears in her eyes, my precious mate nods with enthusiasm and lifts her hips in time with my thrusts, signaling her readiness to receive my seed.

I understand everything now. Vesper was right. There is nothing greater than the love between mates.

Seconds from flooding her womb, my focus is interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

"Odette! My mother is here, and she's furious."

I don't recognize the voice, but the warning is enough to snap my mate back to reality.

"Isolde? What the hell is she doing here?" Odette rips herself out of my desperate grasp, scrambling wildly to find her tunic. My mind is too muddled to process the situation, and before I can even open my mouth to question her disappearance, a blinding yellow light engulfs me, burning into my retinas with an intensity that makes me scream in pain.

As I force my heavy eyelids open, I am brought back to reality in the cold depths of Nightshade. My heart races as I frantically search for my mate, but she is nowhere to be found. Panic rises in my chest as the memories of our last moments together flood my mind like a raging storm. The emptiness and loneliness of my world now feel suffocating without her by my side.