Chapter 17: Charity

Chapter Seventeen

Charity

H oly freaking head rush. The taste of Bane all over my tongue definitely makes it worth it. My fingers dig into his bare shoulders while my chest heaves with how hard I fight to catch my breath.

That was surreal.

A once-in-a-lifetime experience, at the very least.

Stretching up, I capture his mouth. His tongue is back to the humanoid version, but I had no problem with the dragon’s tongue. It’s rough and huge, hitting places inside me that wouldn’t be possible as it is now.

Bane growls, and his claws dig into my ass as he pulls my wet core over his cock that’s trapped between us. The tip pushes against my lower lips on the downstroke, and I wiggle until he ends up right at my opening.

I gasp at the way his thick girth stretches me to capacity.

Bane growls, pulling back from the kiss to rest his forehead against mine. “We’re almost there,” he chokes out.

I almost laugh.

I bet I could come before we arrive. Keeping one hand on his neck, I snake the other between us to work my clit.

“You’re so much fucking trouble.” He lifts me and drops me back down his cock with more force.

“No knotting while in the air.” I moan. “Being locked together seems dangerous.”

He snorts. “You’re always safe when I’m with you.”

My insides light up at his words because I have no trouble believing him. I rest my cheek against his, wishing I wasn’t in my destroyed dress that I wore to work.

Bane completely owns me while flying us through the air.

I’m almost a little jealous.

It would be a much better view if I was facing the same way he is, but I like being able to lean into him for support.

My skin aches, and my insides burn with the urge to come again.

“More,” I beg, nodding wildly as his crown slams against my cervix.

“It doesn’t feel like you can handle much more,” he says, sounding smug as fuck. “I’m already afraid you’re going to be sore tomorrow. But, fuck me, feeling the bottom of your pussy brush the head of my cock is doing wild shit to my brain.” He chuckles darkly. “Not to mention, my self-confidence.”

My nails dig into his neck, and I focus on being more of an active participant. I use my feet on his ass as leverage to fuck him in return.

My hand on my clit tests his cock, and I’ve still got several inches to go if I ever plan to take his knot.

Heat pulses through my body as I leak all over him.

“Bane…” The rest disappears into a moan as pleasure builds in my lower stomach. Feeling his ass flex under my feet as he thrusts into me is intense.

My head falls back, and my nerve endings light with pleasure so severe, it almost hurts.

I jolt with the shocks of euphoria as my hair flies around me in the wind.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Bane hisses, his muscles coiling tight.

If I thought the pressure was overwhelming before, I was wrong. My core stretches around his length as he grows longer and thicker.

“Not yet,” he growls. “Soon, but not now.”

His eyes glow with his dragon, and it finally clicks that he’s arguing with his beast.

I’m pretty sure his dragon wants to claim me, and I want that too.

I use my hand on his neck to pull my face to his and steal a kiss as his cock jolts. His chest rattles with a snarl, and a second later, his teeth dig into my lower lip.

It’s a nice distraction because, for several seconds, his cum feels like lava melting my insides. It absolutely didn’t feel like that when I sucked him off.

I whimper, writhing around as his tongue laps at the bite. The bond settles into place while he continues to thrust lazily.

I’m so out of it that I don’t realize we’re about to land until my entire body jolts.

His cock pushes deeper, and his knot wedges just inside my opening. “Oh fuck, that was unintentional.”

“I’m okay,” I fib.

I’m probably fine, but my entire lower half is kinda on fire.

At the same time, I claimed my final mate. A slow smile crosses my face at the feeling of my tongue swiping over his bond mark.

“What are you grinning about?” he asks, slithering his tail over my tits.

Dammit.

It would be so much better without the material of my dress.

“Huh?” He bumps my cheek with his. “What’s that smile for?”

“I just love you. That’s all.” I shrug, smiling like a goofball.

“Fuck,” he growls. “I love you too.”

Bane’s cottage—cabin—thing is cozy and smells exactly like him.

I barely get the chance to examine it because his knot is still swollen inside my core. He rips my dress off over my head, and a second later, my back hits a small mattress.

Bane cages me in, kicking out of his boots.

Normally, I’d heckle him for having them on when he’s naked, but his forearm lands next to my head as his weight presses into me.

His lips meet mine, and our tongues dance in the air for a filthy, open-mouthed kiss. He brushes his palm over the top of my head as he rolls his pelvis against my clit.

The kiss goes on for so long that my overstimulated system begins to gain interest in being fucked through the mattress.

I clench my inner walls, and Bane lets out a wicked growl that makes my neck snap to the side.

“No, none of that,” he coos in my ear. “You’re my equal in everything. You never need to offer deference.” His teeth scrape down my neck while I claw at his back.

Bane chuckles, pushing up a little. His dark hair falls over his forehead as he smirks, grabbing my hands and trapping them above my head with one of his.

Damn.

It’s really unfair that he’s so hot with so very little effort. The hand not holding my wrists moves to cup my tit.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he says, biting his lower lip. His sharp canines glint in the low light, and he dives down to kiss me again. He can’t thrust like normal, with his knot locked inside me, but he grinds in a way that builds with my pleasure as he teases my tongue with his. “Having you trapped under me is a fucking dream.”

I smile against his lips, wishing I could touch him. “I really do love you.” I probably have for months, but admitting it to myself felt dangerous.

“Good,” he growls, working his hips. “Keep that in mind.”

“Why?” I ask as his knot drags against my inner walls. “Oh shit, my clit…” I don’t even manage the rest, but Bane lowers his weight until his skin brushes my swollen nub with every grind.

“You getting close, sweetheart?” He sucks my lower lip between his teeth. “Because I am. You’re gripping me too fucking good.”

He’s so gorgeous, and his scent soothes me in a way that could distract me if I let him.

“Why do I need to remember that I love you?” I ask, studying his ridiculously handsome face as our breaths mingle.

“You’re going to be so fucking pissed at me…” He chuckles, and his cock jolts. “You’re carrying my egg, and I’d very much like your permission to fertilize it now.”

I gasp, but he swallows it, kissing me thoroughly. I’m pretty sure he’s trying to satisfy me so thoroughly that I turn into an actual puddle of, Yes, please.

I’ve got a better understanding of how dragons breed now. With Veryn, I knew practically nothing.

To implant an egg, a male dragon has to have intent. My body also has to accept the egg for him to be able to plant it. Now that it’s inside me, it will simply degrade and pass if it’s not fertilized.

“Let me breed you,” Bane growls between kisses. “Please, Charity?”

My heart thumps in my chest.

The relentless teasing of his pelvis against my clit, combined with the way his crown rakes my G-spot, feels too good.

“My dragon wants to beg.” His chest pushes against mine as he ruts even deeper. “Do I need to beg, sweetheart?”

“Please,” I choke out as my core locks down on his shaft.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes,” I hear myself sob.

Warmth pulses in my clit, spreading through my entire body as he slams deep, spilling his cum inside me.

It’s nothing like when he came during the flight.

That was him laying his egg.

Holy shit.

He wasn’t kidding, and I think I’m happy about that.

My inner walls milk his length as my entire body shakes with the force of my orgasm.

Bane snarls, and his hot breath fans over my cheek.

His mouth meets mine, but I’m still so out of it that I barely have the presence of mind to kiss him back.

He’s tender and almost reverent, pouring his emotions into the meeting of our mouths.

Everything is so much more intense while feeling his cum flood my pussy. His hips slow their strokes, and he finally releases my arms.

My hands land on his shoulders, brushing over his skin.

“Holy fuck,” my dragon says, chuckling.

“Yeah,” I agree, trying to catch my breath.

“You’re stuck with me now.” He grins like a fiend.

I snort. “That goes both ways.”

“Did you check out the nest?” he asks, cupping my cheek. “Is it up to your standards?”

“It’s awesome,” I whisper. “Did you make it in preparation of planting your egg?”

He shrugs. “You’ve said before that you want more kids. There will already be a pretty solid age difference between Veryn and the new baby.”

My jaw falls.

Holy shit.

I’m going to have another kid. Excitement bubbles in my stomach. Being a mom is pretty much my favorite thing in the world.

“Are you going to be less of a jerk to Eldritch and Athos?” I run my fingers over his neck.

Bane rolls his eyes. “I’ll do my best.”

“Thank you.” I stretch up, kissing his cheek.

“Only for you,” he grumbles.

That’s sweet on an entirely different level.

It takes ages for Bane’s knot to finally release us, but it gives us a solid opportunity to snuggle and talk.

“Do you want to see the lake?” Bane asks, sliding his fingers through my hair.

“Yeah, but I think my dress is ruined,” I admit, grimacing.

“It’s pretty remote, but I have spare clothes we can put on.”

“Okay.”

The loud, echoing ring of his phone makes me jolt.

“It’s probably Athos calling from your phone to find out if I ever intend to bring you back.” He laughs, stretching to grab his phone.

“I didn’t even know you had it,” I say, watching him pull his cell phone from his boot.

Bane’s entire demeanor changes as he gets a look at who’s calling. “This is Bane.”

“Bane?” Veryn sounds terrified. It’s not on speakerphone, but it's so silent in the cabin I have no trouble hearing both sides of the conversation.

“I’m here.” Bane jumps off the bed. “What’s wrong?”

“They’re going to take me. They won’t hurt Meena and Ember if I go with them. I have to go.”

My blood runs cold.

Bane stretches over, pushing a finger to my lips. His hand holding the phone turns to claws. “No fucking way. Put Meena on the phone.”

“She’s warding, but she says it won’t hold. There’s too many. The dragonfire will kill them,” Veryn whispers. “I have to go. Tell my mom I love her. I love you too.”

The phone disconnects as my entire body bends in half.

Pain radiates in my chest, as does Bane’s fury.

My mind races.

If I wish I can fix this…

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Bane slaps a hand over my mouth, shaking his head like he can read my mind. “Trust me. That’s all you have to do.”