Page 143 of The Kingdom of Eternal Ice
I buck my hips forward while one of my hands massages her breasts. The other is still on her ass, squeezing her ass cheek. Rona bends her head down to capture my lips in another heated kiss. I can feel her hand between our bodies, watching how she is circling her clit. I decide to help her, moving one of my hands down and moving my rough thumb over her clit.
A shudder goes through her body. “More,” she whispers, and I happily oblige.
Rona’s movements are getting more desperate. She is moving her hips faster, making me growl at the intensity of our love making. I have been with a few women, but this… nothing compares to the sparks and the pleasure the bond provides me with, and how amazing it is to share this with my mate.
I can’t hold it in any longer, feeling how my orgasm washes over me, making me moan out her name while I pump my seed into her. Rona comes shortly afterwards, her body going limp on top of me. She stays sitting on top of me while we both are coming down.
“That was amazing,” she whispers. “You are so amazing, Royan.”
“You are amazing,” I tell her. “I want nothing more than to mark you.”
“You want to mark me?” she asks.
“Of course. I want you to be forever mine,” I say honestly. “But I don’t want to rush you.”
“I want to carry your mark,” she whispers, making my wolf growl at her words. “I just want us to be away from here first.”
“The moment we are gone,” I promise her, brushing through her dark-brown hair. Her hair color resembles Penelope’s, but Penelope’s is flat and long, while Rona’s is slightly curly and makes her look so soft and beautiful. “Your hair is beautiful,” I say. “Everything about you is beautiful.”
Rona looks a bit flustered. “I’m so plain,” she says.
“Nothing about you is plain.” I brush my hands over her body, finally helping her to get rid of the remainder of her dress. I notice some scars and bruises on her body, a flash of anger hitting me. I will it down, though, not wishing to ruin our moment. “You are beautiful.”
“You too,” she says. “You are beautiful, too.”
I chuckle at how cute she is. Rona and I continue to cuddle and enjoy each other’s warmth before we decide to get cleaned up. Once we retire to bed for real, Rona is asleep almost instantly. She is lying in my arms, her back resting against my chest, while I lay awake for a while, reminiscing about what just happened between us. I’m more than ever set on getting Rona out of here. I need a plan to get away with her and get backup. My wolf is right, Shayan is able to hold his own here. He is already very high up the ranks because Penelope likes him. He might find even more useful intel.
But I don’t want to leave him without backup either. Yet none of us is safe here, and we need to make sure that King Gillean knows where we are.
I sigh tiredly. Such a wonderful night, yet I’m crushed with my worries again. I’m about to allow myself to drift to sleep too when I feel a tremble going through my mate’s body.
“Don’t…” she whispers.
“Rona?” I ask carefully. “Is something wrong?”
“Don’t… leave me,” she continues to mutter.
I sit up. She is dreaming, and it doesn’t seem like a good dream.
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I’m so sorry.”
“Rona,” I say, gently brushing over her arm. She startles slightly, her eyes jumping wide open. She turns to look at me, and then to my surprise turns over to hide her face in my chest. She starts crying, sobbing uncontrollably.
“It’s my fault,” she says between her sobs. “It’s all my fault.”
“It’s okay,” I whisper, rocking her in my arms. “You are safe.”
“No,” she sobs. “I will never be. Penelope has me in her palms. She beats me, she uses me. And I don’t know what to do. You are all that keeps me alive.”
“I’m not going to let you suffer here,” I say with emphasis. “I’m going to get us out of here.”
For a moment, she stops crying. “But how… how do you want to do that? I know we are always playing with the thought of running away, but how….”
“I’m a pack wolf,” I say quietly.
Rona draws back from me, her red-rimmed eyes widening. “What?” she whispers.
“I… I am here to research the cult,” I say, deciding to leave Shayan out of this. In case someone is listening, I don’t want to risk his safety too.
