A dream
My lips parted as Ava’s body went slack and she crumpled to the floor. I was stuck between crying and laughing as I stared at her sprawled across the floor. I smelled him before I saw him. He smelled of fresh-cut grass and pine and I wanted to cry as my gaze locked with his. A sound stuck between a cry and a gurgle died in my throat. As much as I wanted to touch him, feel him, kiss him I stayed rooted where I stood. My eyes landing on him, drinking up his features, those obsidian eyes, and thick red lips. His beautiful black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, and his strong jawline and sharp nose were breathtaking.
This was a dream, wasn’t it?If this was a dream I never wanted to wake up.
The pull to close the distance and feel his arms around me were too much, but the fear of this dream ending when I touched him kept me from taking a step. A low growl rumbled in his chest as his gaze lowered down my body. His gaze promised pain, so much pain.
“Princess,” he murmured.
Goosebumps broke out over my arms and my throat dried at the huskiness in his voice. It was so real, so unbelievably real I couldn’t tell what was dream and what was reality. Tears blurred my vision and I blinked them away viciously.
“Come here,” he demanded.
If this is all I got, I wouldn’t care if it was just a dream. I cried as I ran into his arms. The tingle, the jolt of electricity I knew I would feel from him spread across my face, my neck, and my lips as he leaned down and claimed what was his. He was hard and firm, and everything I needed. He didn’t disappear and the tingles proved he was really here. The tears only came harder and my knees gave out beneath me.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist as tears streamed down my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face into his muscular chest.
How was this possible?
He’d only grown more beautiful during the time we’d been separated.
The last time we had been together I didn’t know it would be our last. I didn’t know we’d be separated for so long. I couldn’t help the way my breath hitched when I felt his hard bare skin against mine. He’d grown taller, broader, firmer and I… I had changed too.
Would he be able to tell?
Would he still think I was beautiful?
Would he hate me when he found everything out?
I wasn’t the same anymore.
Skin on skin meant he had to have recently shifted. Did he run here? His pants hung loosely around his hips and I couldn’t help the way my body reacted to his. My pebbled breasts stabbed against his firm muscular chest and my cheeks heated at how close our bodies were. It had been so long since I had been with anyone other than Alpha… had been so long since I’d been with him.
Rough fingers gripped my hip and the material fell behind me, revealing my body to him. He growled angrily as one of his hands wrapped around my neck. Tingles spread across my flushed skin as I stared up at him through my eyelashes. I was awestruck as I watched him and I waited patiently for him.
His anger was clear and I understood, he had every right to be seething. He had found his mate, only to find her naked and on her way to another man’s chambers. I wasn’t afraid of him, I could never be afraid of my mate, but I was afraid of losing him. As much as I wanted to hide and cover myself, I couldn’t hide who I was now. It didn’t matter how much time had passed, I loved him. He was my everything.
“Adea,” he growled.
His voice was low, threatening and heated as if he was warning me. Before I could say anything, something to make him feel better, his grip tightened and he jerked me forward until my body was flush with his. I could feel every muscle, every hard ridge against my soft body. His arousal was impossible to ignore as it dug into my belly. I lifted my chin up and offered myself to him. I willingly submitted to him, always. Tears filled my eyes. My only fear is he wouldn’t want what was left of me.
I gasped as his lips crashed angrily against mine and his tongue forced its way into my mouth. I parted my lips for him and leaned into his kiss. I sighed as he took from me what had always belonged to him and only him. His kiss was angry, his mouth consuming, his tongue demanding.
His grip on my waist was painful but it reminded me that this wasn’t a dream. My mate was here and I sobbed as I kissed him back. The wall of disbelief crumbled down around me. I matched his possessive kissing with a thankful one. I poured my soul into it. My back pressed against the stone wall. The cloak proved to be useful for once and shielded my back from the cold stone.
His hardness dug into my belly and I wanted to cry. The fact that he still found me attractive was something I didn’t think possible. The hand on my hip slid down to my thigh and I was effortless hoisted into the air. Without another thought I wrapped my legs around him.
I held on tight as I ground against him with every need fiber of my being. He growled possessively in my ear and I made a bold move and kissed his lips, his jaw, his chin. Slowly, my kisses trailed down his neck and he groaned. I swallowed down a sob. I was already ugly crying, both tears and snots ran down my face. I was thankful, so thankful he was here.
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