23. Idris

Chapter 23

Idris

M y wife wanted me on my knees.

She hadn’t asked for it or even let the thought cross her pretty little brain, but the way she’d just cut me open, I would gladly kneel at her feet and give her anything she asked for.

Fuck.

I’d never let anyone in like I did her, and I couldn’t say I regretted it. My fingers flexed on the delicate column of her throat, and the whimper that came from her nearly unmanned me. I’d been strung tight since she’d let me watch her come, sandwiched between my two closest friends.

Gods, I wanted to see that again. Her skin flushed with desire, her eyes half-lidded and glowing, her perfect lips swollen from kisses as her skin glistened with sweat. Only, I wanted to be the cause of her mindless need. I wanted to be the one she clung to, the reason she screamed.

But as much as I needed her naked and under me, Vale needed my care more. Still, that didn’t mean I had to play fair. It was high time I used my magic for my own gain just this once.

Without so much as a snap of my fingers, the golden tendrils of my power curled around her, unfastening every button on Vale’s dress, uncinching every tie. In seconds, she was free of the gorgeous if cumbersome confection. As I pulled her from the fabric, I ended the kiss, pulling back to admire my handiwork.

“Fuck , you are perfection,” I groaned, admiring her white dragon scale corset, her lace underwear, her sheer stockings. Gods, she was wrapped up like a present, and all I wanted to do was stare at her. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes and everything in between, I was a gods-be-damned goner for this woman.

I’d seen it, I’d known it, and yet, I couldn’t imagine my luck. Fate had decided to choose this amazing woman for me, and despite my flaws, despite my limitations, she still managed to care about me.

Dropping to my knees, I unfastened the clasp on her heels, pulling them from her feet before going to work on her stockings. With everything I removed, with every inch of skin exposed, I worshipped it with my mouth. And for tonight at least, I wouldn’t have to share.

She was mine.

All mine.

Curling my fingers into the tops of her stockings, I relished the shiver vibrating her body as I ran my lips over the tops of her thighs while pulling them down and off. Her scent had my cock aching, the delicious perfume of her desire making me ravenous.

I had to taste her, needed her cream on my tongue. I’d been gentle with her dress, but this scrap of silk was shredded in an instant, my control slipping. I just had to get one taste—one taste and I could concentrate. One taste and I could go back to being gentle.

“Who said I wanted gentle?” Vale murmured, the throaty cadence to her voice nearly making my eyes roll back into my head.

“I didn’t say anything,” I replied, meeting her glowing gaze. Had I said that out loud? I didn’t think I did.

Her skin was lit from within, her magic rising with her desire. She tapped her temple. “What do you always say? It’s not snooping if you’re yelling at me. Not once did I say I wanted gentle. In fact, I’d prefer it if you weren’t. I said I wanted all of you. Now give it to me.”

Tilting my head to the side, I let my lips curve into an impish smile. “Tell me, my Queen, do you enjoy being restrained?”

Vale rubbed her thighs together, an answer in and of itself, but I’d let her tell me.

“Sometimes. Sometimes I want to touch.”

Without giving her time to think about it, I latched onto her hips, bringing her sex to my lips. I didn’t lick even though I needed to. No, I just let my breath skate over her curls, over the soaking wet cunt that needed my mouth on it. “So if I told you that the only way you’d get my mouth on you was if you kept your hands to yourself…”

“I’d need you to help me. I—I want to touch you. So much. I want to taste you, I?—”

Gripping her harder, I growled at how vocal she was being. It was so fucking hot, I gave her a long lick as a reward. Her taste exploded onto my tongue, the pure honey from her cunt so godsdamned good, my cock pulsed.

I couldn’t get enough—there would never be enough.

Before her knees could buckle, my magic wrapped around her wrists and brought her hands above her head. In an instant, she was trussed up to the post of my bed, and I had her legs over my shoulders.

“What about now? Do you like being restrained now?”

Breaths heaving, her perfect tits trying to escape her corset, the flush of desire blooming across her chest, I again knew the answer already, but I wanted to hear it, anyway.

“I… I… I like it. Can you…” She circled her hips, needing what only I could give her.

“Can I what, my Queen? Fuck you with my tongue? Make you come on my face?”

Gratefully, she nodded. “Yes. All of that. Please .”

I gave her another long, slow lick, this time circling her clit before sucking it into my mouth. “‘Please,’ you say? So polite. Say it again, and maybe I’ll let you come soon.”

Mulish resolve took over her expression. Her hips bucked as her eyes flashed, but she didn’t say please. My brave one had claws, but I’d always known that.

Smiling, I landed a solid smack to her exposed ass cheek, her surprise only interrupted by her moan. So my brave one liked to be spanked? I’d remember that.

“Good girls get what they ask for when they say please.” I spread her wide, licking her from clit to cunt and back again. Then I landed another smack to her ass before filling her with my fingers.

She tried to buck her hips to take my fingers deeper, but I wrapped another thread of my power around her hips, locking her in place. “Say please and I’ll give you everything you want. My mouth, my fingers, my cock. I’ll fuck you until you can’t breathe.”

I licked her again, thrusting my fingers just once before stopping. Then I gave her the rest of my desire, ramping her up so high, I could feel her cunt pulse around my fingers. Sweat broke out over her skin and her eyes went glassy.

Trembling, she bit her lip, trying and failing to move. Then Vale released a moan that had me freeing my cock from my leathers just to get a little relief.

“Yo-you feel this? All of it?”

“Around you? Always.”

Shakily, she nodded as she met my gaze. “Please. I’ll beg if I have to. Please, Idris.”

I’d told her good girls got what they asked for, and I’d meant it. She barely got my name past her lips before my mouth was on her, licking, sucking, tasting every part of her. I wanted her to drown me in her honey.

No, I fucking needed it.

Her greedy cunt sucked at my fingers, soaking them as she kept trying and failing to roll her hips. A smile curled my mouth, and I set more of my magic free. Soon that corset was gone, and I let my power roll over her skin like it was my hands, my lips all over her.

Thrashing her head, she couldn’t stop shaking, the moans spilling from her throat music to my fucking ears. Then I released her hips and hung on, fucking her with my tongue as she fucked herself on my fingers.

Her release hit her in a flash, and then it was as if she were touching me everywhere. Her magic raced over my flesh, curling my need higher, my desire adding to her orgasm, prolonging it. I couldn’t hold off any longer. I needed her under me.

Releasing her from the threads of my magic, she wilted into my arms. Instantly, her lips found mine, and she tasted herself on my tongue as she wrapped herself around me. Her magic wasn’t as careful as mine was. She ripped at my clothes, the fabric shredding as she tore it away.

“I need you, Idris. I need you now.”

As soon as her fiery skin met mine, I was lost. I’d give her whatever she wanted, whatever she needed. She pushed us, and I landed on my back on the floor, all thought of finesse long gone. Vale was ravenous.

It made sense. She had all her desire and mine.

Now I wanted hers.

“Pull the veil back,” I whispered as I latched onto her hips, stopping her from moving us faster than I wanted to go. “Let me see your mind, your need. I can hear it, but I want to feel it.”

Trembling, she opened herself up to me, crumbling every wall between us. Her desire slammed into me, compounding my own, driving me insane. Gods, how were we ever supposed to satisfy this?

“We aren’t,” she whispered into my mind, her sweet voice so much softer, so much clearer than it had ever been. “I’ll always want you. You’ll always want me. We’ll never get enough.”

Never get enough? I could live with that.

What I couldn’t live with was fucking her on the floor. My Queen deserved a bed. I rose to my feet with a very naked Vale wrapped around me, her lips at my throat, her hands in my hair. Scraps of my tunic and leathers hung from my arms and legs, but it didn’t matter.

What mattered was the look in her eyes when I fit the head of my cock at her opening. What mattered was her flushed skin and glassy eyes, the desire that raced down my spine as I thrust inside her for the first time.

This was right, this was exactly right. Nothing had ever felt this good, this perfect. Not in centuries had anything ever made me feel whole again, and yet, here she was.

Vale reached for my face, bringing my lips to hers. And as I kissed her, I began to thrust, aching to hear every hitch of her breath, every moan. The pair of us were insatiable, and I fucked her with abandon, powering inside as her walls closed around me like a vise.

“More. Please, Idris.”

“So fucking greedy, my Queen. I fucking love how greedy you are.”

Her fingernails raked against my skin, and I realized I hadn’t even begun to see her greed.

“ Gods, you fuck me so good. More.”

She wanted more?

I’d fucking give her more. Letting my magic loose, I touched her everywhere.

“Yes, gods, yes. Give me everything.”

She needed more?

The leash I had on my darker side snapped, and I gave in to my baser instincts, shedding my tenderness, my refinement, my carefully crafted control. As she requested, I wasn’t gentle as I fucked my wife. My senses in tune with every hitch of her breath, every tremble, I let my power wash over her, kissing her everywhere, licking her everywhere, biting, tasting, she felt it all.

I drove her higher, further, her cries egging me on until all I could feel was her pleasure, all I knew was her scent, her moans, her body against mine.

Her back arched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her release barreling toward us so fast I became lost in it. I trailed my lips over her neck to her delicate collarbones to her dusky-pink nipple. Sucking it into my mouth, I raked my fangs over the stiff peak, laving the sting with my tongue. At the touch of my fangs, her hips bucked violently, her orgasm so close, I could almost taste it.

The urge to bite, to mark, to claim her raced down my spine.

“Please let me come. Please. Oh, gods, please.”

Who could deny her when she asked so nicely? Curling my arms around her, I brought her mouth to mine, losing myself in her kiss. Her release slammed into us both, the sharp ache followed by bliss too acute, it could only take me with her. Groaning, I felt my fangs lengthen as my power rose. Without thought, I struck, my fangs sliding into her skin over her near-complete mating mark.

At the first taste of her blood in my mouth, my balls tightened, and I exploded, ecstasy washing over us in a blanket of pleasure. The lightning of the bond raced through me, changing every cell in my body as Vale took root in my soul.

Vale was my home, my life, my heart. She was everything I was or would ever be. She was forged into every pore of my skin, every bone. Even with Rune still connected to me, I’d never felt as whole as I did at that moment.

Pulling back, I watched as my magic infused into her skin, changing the mark from just a faint gold design over her shoulder to an intricate web of magic cascading down her arm and up her neck. It shimmered in the darkness, glowing like a beacon, calling me to her.

My lips fell to the already-healed bite, and Vale moaned, her sex pulsing around me as her need rose again. Or was it mine? I couldn’t tell—didn’t want to.

“I need you again, my Queen. Can you take me?”

Vale rolled her hips, her mouth too busy at my neck to reply.

Then again, her mind, her heart, her cunt was calling me.

I’d be stupid not to answer.