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“Fuck, yes, sprite, I need to feel you.”
She ran the tip along her sopping center, teasing me in the worst way. “Maybe I should wait a moment.”
My blood heated and a wicked grin formed on my face. “Do you think you’re in control here?” Like lightning, two hands dug into her ass and I impaled her on my cock. “Because you’re not.” I bucked my hips, sending her head snapping back and a moan catching in her throat. “When I say ride me, I expect you to ride me.” She whimpered as I brutally thrust up into her, our skin making a slapping sound. “Tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” she panted, sweat beginning to form on her brow.
“Good girl. Take the rest of your clothes off and ride me like you did my Dragon form.”
She wasted no time throwing off her shirt and the lace underneath, baring her breasts to me. Goosebumps skitteredacross her skin as the cool air touched it, hardening her nipples. She circled her hips, taking me deeper, and I groaned as her pussy clenched around my cock. Between thumb and forefinger, I grasped each nipple and tugged, sending her a hint of pain to mix with her pleasure, just the way she liked it.
“Mate,” she moaned, and a word had never sounded so good to my ears.
I repeated my actions, earning another breathy word. She bounced up and down on me, and sliding in and out of her felt even better than soaring among the peaks in my Dragon form. “That’s it, ride me, mate.”
I moved a hand to her hip to help guide her, and each time she sank down, her clit ground against my abdomen. “Touch me,” she begged, her brow furrowing in concentration.
Releasing her nipple, I placed the pads of my fingers against her sensitive bud. She shamelessly ground into my hand and cock at the same time, bracing her hands on my shoulders to get just the right angle. The hand on her hip migrated further behind her until my fingers dipped toward her puckered hole, rubbing it lightly in time with her clit.
“Ruslan!” she gasped as I applied pressure, and I smirked, loving that she wanted the extra sensation to get off.
“Fuck my cock and hands,” I commanded, and she obeyed like the good girl she was. Her movements became erratic as she chased another release, and my balls tightened as her pleasure heightened. She was so damn beautiful moving above me, her chestnut hair falling in pieces out of her intricate braids, and the way her breasts bounced with her movements was hypnotic.
“I’m going to–” she started, her breath hitching as her orgasm tore through her. Maintaining pressure against her holes, I thrust up into her, allowing her nails to dig into my tattooed chest as wave after wave of pleasure rocked her body.Her walls milked my cock, and with a roar, I shot hot ropes of liquid inside her, throbbing with the strength of my release.
Breathless, our gazes collided, and our bond hummed contentedly, satiated at least for the moment. “You ride me so well, sprite,” I praised before lifting her off of me and strolling to the bathroom to clean up. I returned with a glass of water and towel for her, smoothing her sweaty hair and kissing her forehead. She looked up at me with sleepy aquamarine eyes that stole my breath and made me want to burn the world down to avenge the wrongs done to her.
Crawling into bed beside her, I tucked her against my chest, rubbing soothing circles into her back as she drifted off. She’d never admit it, but she forced herself to stay awake far too often, and she needed the rest to recover from all the training she’d been doing. When her breath finally softened, I allowed my eyes to close as I drifted to the land of sleep, with the lazy afternoon sun spilling across us.
10
The black raven blinked at me as it proffered its leg, waiting patiently for me to lift the scroll attached there. The sigh that slipped past my lips carried the ache in my heart because there was only one person who sent me ravens – Endre. I reached for the bird’s leg, gingerly untying the string that held his note in place. The scroll was shorter than the last few had been, and I wondered if Endre was starting to give up because of my continued silence.
Unrolling the parchment, I checked over my shoulder to ensure the others were occupied in the training ring.
Liliana,
Kazimir insisted we attend the new princess’s announcement to the world. Viktor, Kazimir, and myself are departing today and bringing no one else. I hope I will see you in the Day Realm. You are my first thought every morning and the last thought before I go to sleep. I miss the feeling of you beside me at night and your beautiful eyes when you wake in the morning. Nothing is the same without you.
Always yours,
Endre
The scroll snapped shut as I blinked through the hot tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks. I did not cry – not for any male. But my heart whispered a different story, one that said no matter what, Endre’s soul would always call for mine. Swallowing down the feelings, I straightened, and the bird cocked its head as if it expected me to pen a reply and attach it before it took off. Like every other time, I smoothed its blue-black feathers and offered it a morsel. It picked the seed from my hand, then flapped its wings and let the wind lift it high into the sky, disappearing into the mountains beyond. I watched it go until my keen Fae eyes could no longer discern the black dot in the distance.
“Who was that from?” Izidora’s bright voice startled me, and I nearly jumped out of my skin when I found her standing beside me, peering into the distance.
Clearing the thickness from my throat, I murmured, “Endre.”
“And you didn’t write back?” she clarified, lifting a dark brow. The color had returned to her skin, and she was able to walk around with ease, though she was soaked in sweat, and rivulets dripped from the tendrils of hair that had escaped her chestnut braids.
“I never do.” I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, trying to act as though I didn’t care. But my best friend was an empath, and nothing got by her.
“Mmm,” she responded, her lips twitching as she suppressed a smile. “And why is that?”
“Ugh, Izidora, I can’t get into it,” I said, my throat catching on the words.
She wrapped an arm around my waist, and I rested my head on her shoulder. “You’ve supported me all this time. Let me support you.”
