Page 124 of An Enigma for the Lycan Crown Prince
His hand moves between our bodies, his thumb pressing against my clit, making me arch my back. It feels so intense to have him inside me but also all around me. “You look so hot,” Elden growls. “Fuck, Flora, the way you look now, it’s so hot!”
“I want to see more,” I blurt out. “I want to ride you!”
Elden pauses momentarily. “Are you sure?”
“Yes!”
With one movement Elden has turned us over, without pulling out of me. He is buried so deep inside me now that it sends another shiver down my spine. “Fuck, it’s so amazing to feel you like this,” I pant. I need a moment to find my rhythm, and to understand what I am supposed to do while on top of him. Elden’s hands on my waist guide me slightly, probably instinctively. It’s as if our bodies were made for each other.
Elden lets me find my pace, before he tightens his grip and starts fucking me from below. It momentarily makes me see stars. In my mind, I can feel Celeste growing stronger, her want mixing with my own. I feel how Elden pushes himself up into a sitting position, all the while making sure to hold me tight. His lips are on mine, while I move my hips forward, riding his cock as the clock strikes midnight. Exactly when I was born. It starts like a breeze, and then I feel it like a wave washing over us. Tingles are spreading through my body wherever Elden is touching me.
It's like an explosion.
Elden pushes my hair to the side, the gesture making my stomach backflip in anticipation. Finally! He buries his fangs in my neck, a sharp surge of pain jolting my body, before making way for something different, something much stronger and more intense, almost taking my breath away. Before I can get lost in this new sensation, I want to mark him too.
Celeste, are you strong enough to-
Now I am!she exclaims, pushing forward, her teeth elongating as she marks Elden and Regis as ours. My head spins, my mouth hanging open at the intensity of it all. Around Elden and me, I can suddenly see the beings of light fluttering around. Recently, they have remained in the background more, as I didn’t need as much guidance. But now they are here, as I explode with all my emotions.
I want to stay for a bit,Celeste exclaims.
Go ahead.
Elden’s eyes turn black as Regis comes forward. It feels a bit awkward to take the backseat, but I can still feel everything intensely. Regis turns Celeste over, until she is on her knees, before fucking her from behind. Her moans fill the room, while Regis’ panting gets more and more frantic.
Fuck, that’s a cool position too! I want to do that with Elden next time!
Celeste’s breath turns more rapid as she reaches out to me and pulls me forward as well.Feel this with me,she pants.
The newly strengthened mate bond, the marking and everything surrounding it has pushed me to my limits. My skin seems to tingle with all the sensations, while my core tightens. I clench around my mate’s cock, feeling how my first-ever orgasm reaches me. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but certainly not that. The intensity of it all makes me almost fall over. There is a kiss on my shoulder. “Mine,” Regis growls, before I feel a slight shift with how the grip on my hips seems to get a bit softer.
“Elden,” I moan.
“Yes,” he groans, his cock pulsating inside me.
My body tenses before my nerves let loose again, filling me with the greatest bliss ever. Elden makes sure to fuck me until I have ridden out my orgasm, before he pulls out of me gently. We both collapse next to each other, not able to do or say anything for a couple of minutes.
“Flora,” Elden says after a while, his voice hoarse. “That was amazing. And I can feel you so strongly now. I thought it was intense before, but now-“
“Now it’s even stronger,” I say, sighing happily.
Elden rests his hand on my naked stomach. It’s such an intimate gesture, and I love it. I can’t wait for us to explore each other – preferably every night from now on!
I don’t know for how long we doze off, but eventually, I find myself returning to my mate, turning to the side to look at him. Elden smiles, his fingertips gently touching my cheek and brushing a strand of hair from my face.
“I am so happy you are my mate,” he says.
I return his smile, feeling butterflies in my stomach at the way he looks at me. “Not as happy as I am.”
“Nope, not letting you win that one,” he chuckles. “I got the luckiest.”
“Look how mushy we have become,” I grin, reaching out my hand to touch his. I can see little strings of light surrounding him when I do that. Interesting. That’s new. Maybe it’s because we have marked each other. “Do you feel different?” I ask. “Since we marked?”
“I feel you so strong now,” he admits. “And when we marked, I swear, I could feel a surge of power going through me.”
“I think they blessed you,” I say. “Or rather accepted you fully.”
“The beings of light?” he asks, surprised.
