Page 224 of A Soul to Embrace

His nose scrunched when tenderness clamoured inside his chest and seemingly made his orgasm more powerful, causing pleasure to ripple down his spine and spark all throughout his groin. He squeezed her to his torso, as his legs shook and his toes dug into the bed to push himself deeper. His muscles leapt eachtime semen burst from him, while his face twisted in agonised rapture.

Once he finally emptied his balls, he basked in the aftermath so he could feel her heartbeat thrumming around his cock and against him, and so she could sense his all around her. Their panted breaths tangled together, and the mixture of their scents had him pulsating one last time in an intense aftershock that fuckingpainedhim.

He pressed a kiss to the side of her cheek before slowly slipping his cock from her, needing to escape her as much as give her relief.

Her arms fell to the bed, letting him go when she was too tired to do anything else but exist.

Overheating to the point sweat was slipping down his bleeding back and temple, Jabez climbed off the bed to head to the bathtub that was built into the floor. He crouched, waved his hand over the purple mana stone, and watched as temperature-controlled water rushed out from the side of the tub to rapidly fill it.

He turned and found Zylah lifeless on the bed, and a grin curled his lips. Wiggling his aching jaw and hand bones, he approached her.

Her orbs went white when she lifted her skull to him, and the gasp she produced was broken, hoarse, and filled with utter panic.

“You’re still hard!” She turned to the side to crawl off the bed, but her legs were limp and barely helped her. “No! I can’t anymore!”

Jabez grabbed her ankle and pulled her across the sheets.

“And whose fault do you think that is?” he stated with a playful growl. “Now your pesky little enzymes can torture us both. I only came twice, Zylah. You usuallybegfor more, and I’m very inclined to give it right now.”

She screamed and shoved her hands against his chest, but she was surprisingly weak as she fought him. He shoved her knees to the sides with his own, laid between them, and thrust his cock against her clit while burying his face against the side of her neck.

“Please, Jabez. I’m sorry,” she whimpered, her body heaving against him with a sob. “I won’t do it anymore.”

His eyes crinkled in joy as laughter burst from him. “I’m joking, Zylah,” he said, lifting his face so she could see his humour. “No more for tonight.”

“You promise?” The heavy tone of distress in her voice hinted that she didn’t believe him.

He rested his chin against her chest and smiled up at her. “How do you feel? Finally satisfied?”

She shuddered and nodded, and he pressed a kiss to her sternum.

“Good, because fuck me, my whole body hurts.”

He cupped his chin to push his aching jaw side to side, before doing the same to his neck until he heard a satisfying, relieving crack. Even the back of his damn tongue hurt, and he could tell the underside was inflamed from overworking it.

Her orbs flickered with orange. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m happy to do this every night, so long as my mate is having fun. It was bothering me that I wasn’t able to fully satisfy you with just my cock, so I found a solution.” He turned his head and grazed the side of her left breast with his fangs. “You’re also so responsive to everything that I like touching and tasting you. I enjoyed every second of it.”

“Really?” she asked, her voice light with hope as her orbs brightened into yellow.

“Really.” He pulled back, stood, and then slipped his arms under her so he could carry her to the bath. “But I’m reallysweaty and some heat will do us both good. I’m guessing you’ll want to sleep soon.”

They were both adjusting their sleeping patterns to Nyl’theria. Now that he was here, his body wanted to fall into its natural rhythm of sleeping away much of the night. Zylah, on the other hand, appeared to want to sleep equal to Earth’s cycle, but she was trying to prolong it to keep up with him. In return, he cut his sleeps in half so they could rest together at night, and right after the second sun had almost fully risen.

By the time he carted Zylah to the tub, it was nearly full. He hissed out a breath through his fangs when he sat down with her on the seat available inside it, and water touched her claw marks marring his back. Thankfully he’d dulled her claws every morning in order to stop her from cutting too deep, which also prevented her from accidentally hurting others with them.

Settling in the water, Jabez waved his hand to stop it prematurely, so it didn’t overfill. The temperature was perfect, making steam waft from the top of the water’s surface, and the obsidian would keep it that way for quite some time.

With her resting across his spread thighs and her shoulder against his chest, he leaned into the backrest. He placed his arms across the back of it and looked outside at Otholla starting to peek its way into the glass from the left side.

“I really do like this view,” he commented, eyeing the forest subtly glowing in the distance.

It felt like home, and it was what he always wanted – even if achieving it wasn’t how he’d planned.

“I like it too,” she offered as she slid an arm across his stomach to hold his side and keep herself steady.

She never floated in the water, and he preferred how heavily she sat in his lap rather than buoyantly bouncing away. Sitting in liquid heat, Jabez let his mind go quiet as he basked in thesatisfaction of their sex, the bathtub and how it soothed them, and the view he’d always longed for.

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