Page 57 of Vathia
Today could have gone so much better, but what’s done is done and it’s in the past now.
Once the bed is sufficiently ready, I pull off my own armor, meticulously placing it on the stand next to Ravina’s. Then I begin my nightly ritual of stretching, working out all those tight muscles before taking off my tunic and throwing it in the hamper.
A small gasp sounds from behind me and I turn my head to see Ravina staring at me with hunger in her jewel-like eyes. She blinks a few times. “I’m done with my shower,” she blurts out, causing me to chuckle.
“The bed is ready. I’m going to take my shower now. Make yourself comfortable,” I murmur softly, dropping a kiss on her head as I pass her. I can practically scent her nervousness alongside her desire which nearly has me groaning.
Quickly I kick off my pants, my cock springing free. That female has me wrapped around her fingers with just her stormy scent alone. Warm water runs down my body, helping my muscles relax, but I can’t stop my mind from wandering back to that night at the inn, her lips parting with pleasure as I teased her with my shadows.
I groan, palming my cock and giving it a long stroke, squeezing. “Fuck, Ravina,” I mutter as my strokes intensify.
A small gasp sounds from behind me before I smell the scent of the more delicious desire—one I’m intimately familiar with. I turn my head and see Ravina standing at the shower entrance, her lips parted just like they were that night as her gaze burns with need.
I don’t stop, or hide from her. After all, she came in here knowing I’d be in the shower. “Is everything okay, Little Dream?” I ask, groaning as I stroke my cock slower, it twitching like it knows it has her undivided attention.
Our eyes lock together, her face flushed red as she swallows. “I could scent your need,” she states boldly, which makes my brow arch in surprise as I wait for her to continue. “I want to help.”
My cock twitches harder and I squeeze the tip to help relieve some of the pressure. “Is that so?” I mutter huskily. “You remember what I said last time?”
She nods, licking her lips as she pulls off her tunic, tossing it on the counter where it will stay dry. “That I would have to beg you, if mating you was what I wanted.”
Hunger for my gorgeous mate boils in my veins as I take in her body, noting the scars along her wrists and ankles. I haven’t brought it up yet because I know she will talk to me when she’s ready. My anger over how she was treated was temporarily sated after burning down that pathetic village. “And is it?”
She steps closer to me. “It’s all I could think about today after inviting you to stay the night with me. I’m tired of putting off the inevitable. I want you. All of you. When they’re ready of course. But right now? I want you to make me your mate. I want us to complete the bond,” she says calmly, her fingers running across the snowdrops on our mating mark.
She’s close enough now that I can stretch my arm out and reach her. My free hand cups her face as my thumb drags slowly across her cheek and lips. “Say it again.”
“I want you to make me your mate.”
My lips clash against hers, the sweet taste of her almost bringing me to my knees as I pull her against me, her stomach pushing against my hardened length. It twitches against her and she gasps and I greedily swallow the sound. Not caring that we’rewet, I hoist her up easily into my arms and blink us directly into my bed with her right underneath me. Exactly where I want her.
I kiss and suck all the way down her body, savouring the taste of her as I head down to my own little slice of paradise, nestled between her thighs.
“Aemon,” she whispers, moaning as I kiss the sweet little bundle of nerves. She goes to grab my hair and I use the shadows to hold her in place. She whimpers and the noise is like music to my ears.
With another kiss to her center, I peer up at her. “The moment you say stop, I will. You are in control here,” I remind her.
She nods. “I understand, but please don’t stop. Ineedyou.”
My male pride swells inside me again as I bury my face in her cunt, inhaling her mouthwatering scent.
Mate.
This is my fucking mate.
A growl rumbles out of me as I feast on her, soaking up all the sweet sounds she makes as they get louder and more frantic, until her legs shake and try to close but I keep them spread wide. My tendrils run around every inch of her body, heightening her pleasure. I’m practically drunk off the scent of her desire, off her need for me and what I can give her.
“Aemon, please mate me,” she begs sweetly and I want nothing but to give in and bury myself inside her.
My lips tenderly touch the inside of her thigh as the aftershocks of her orgasm still pulse through her. “Patience. Let me get you all nice and wet for me. I want to savor everything about this with you.”
She growls half-heartedly as she squirms on the bed, searching for friction. A tendril snakes across her body, reaching down and circling her clit, causing her to throw her head backwith a moan while I drag my fingers slowly across her, stopping at her entrance.
“Please,” she begs again.
I push in slowly, her muscles squeezing the fingers tightly as I work them inside her. “I need you to relax,” I murmur, kissing the inside of her thigh again. She does as I ask instantly and I can’t help but remember a certain phrase she seems to like. “Good girl ,” I purr, causing her to flutter around my fingers.
With my shadows working her clit and nipples and my fingers slowly pushing in, she relaxes. That is until I breach the little barrier I knew was stretching. Without warning I break through causing her to gasp and whimper.
