Page 84 of The Silent Mountain
I lunge upwards, letting Ros come forward now and bite down onto Favian’s neck, marking him as mine for as long as we are alive. I am still reeling in the overflowing sensations of what I just did, when I feel a burning sensation at my neck. Dragons use fire to mark their mates, but instead of burning and breaking my skin, it leaves a cool sensation. It’s only a moment of pain, then I feel the bond snapping in place completely, all of Favian’s emotions suddenly surrounding me. His passion, his love, his worry, his strength. It’s almost too much, making me cling to him while I push back against his cock, chasing more and more of the friction inside me.
Favian gives me what I want, fucking me with almost harsh snaps of his hips, before burying his dick deep inside me. A shudder goes through me, while I feel my walls clenching around him, and a new bliss fills me like a knot that was opened in my stomach, attacking all of my nerves now, in the best way possible. I feel a shudder going through Favian’s body, before his warm seed fills me.
“Favian!” I dig my nails into his back to hang onto the sensation for as long as possible while I ride out my orgasm, almost wishing it would never end.
Eventually, I feel my body going slack, dropping back down on my back. When Favian pulls out of me, his seed dripping out of me, I feel almost empty, missing him instantly. “Alana,” he mutters, pulling me into his arms. “You are mine now. My beautiful Warrior Princess.”
“I am yours,” I smile, kissing his chest. “With every fiber of my being.”
“And I am yours.”
“That was incredible,” I sigh. “I don’t have much experience, but I am sure nothing could compare to this, ever.”
“I am so relieved,” he says. “I have not so much experience either.”
“You have to be kidding me!”
“No, I was a teen when I was imprisoned, and before that, I just had one girl I was seeing secretly,” he explains. “Then I spent years in captivity, and the moment I was free, I met you.”
I turn to my side to look at him. “You are clearly a natural talent. Maybe Favia blessed you with a sex god spirit.”
He laughs so much at my words that his nose curls slightly, making him look adorable. What a sweet expression he can make! “I have an idea,” he says when he has finally calmed down. “We still have that bath filled with hot water.”
“True,” I say.
“Wouldn’t it be a waste not to use it properly?”
I smirk. “There are still some things I want to explore about you.”
“Well then,” Favian sits up, pulling me with him. “My beast and I are ready.”
I use the time in the bath to explore his body the way I want to, touching and feeling his cock and learning what he enjoys and what makes him moan my name. Then, we move back into the bed for another round of love making, this time it’s gentler, as if Favian wants to cherish my body in every way possible.
An amazing night ends with me falling asleep in my mate’s arms and waking up with them still tightly wrapped around me. I let my eyes wander around the room, noticing how the first sun rays dip the chambers in a warm, reddish light.
Red?
My eyes snap open fully, my attention on the window. We didn’t pull the curtains closed last night, so my attention goes instantly to the red snowflakes falling down onto the land.
twenty-seven
The Darkness Strikes Again
*ALANA*
Iwasonsuchahigh the whole night that the fall is even harder now. Once I startle Favian awake, his expression mirrors my shock. He manages to jump into his work mode instantly. “Favia is already with me,” he tells me while we are both dressing swiftly.
“She needs to accompany the dragon soul,” I say more to myself than to him.
Favian looks at me with a sorrowful gaze. “I wish our life would be easier.”
Grabbing his hand, I tug him to the door. “I know, but we can’t change it. This is our life for now. I am sure there will be easier times.”
“You are right,” he says. “I alerted Stefan. He doesn’t know what happened either, but will meet us immediately at the entrance hall.”
Together, we hurry down the corridor, but don’t need to search for long as Elio comes running towards us.
“Favian, Alana!”
