Chapter 156 Part 3
**Avery**
James rises, his movements deliberate, and takes my hand, pulling me to my feet. His eyes are dark with want, his dominance unapologetic. “Come with me,” he commands, his voice brooking no argument. I follow willingly, my heart pounding in anticipation. I know what’s coming—the raw, uninhibited release we all crave after the battle. James leads me to a large bed in the corner of the cabin, its mattress stuffed with straw and covered in furs. The room is dim, lit only by the flickering flames of the fire, casting long shadows on the walls. He pushes me gently onto the bed, his hands moving to the laces of her gown. “You’re mine,” he growls, his voice a mixture of possession and adoration. “All of you. Always.”
I shiver at his words, my body responding to his touch even before he’s fully undressed me. “Yours,” I whisper, my voice breathless. “Always.”
James sheds his clothes, revealing the powerful physique beneath. The faint shimmer of his dragon scales catches the firelight, a reminder of the power he wields. He joins me on the bed, his hands roaming over my body, mapping every curve, every dip. His touch is firm but reverent, his mouth following the path his hands have made, kissing, nipping, tasting.
“Tell me what you want,” he demands, his breath hot against my ear. “Tell me how you need me.”
I arch into his touch, my body alive with sensation. “I want you to dominate me,” I confess, my voice laced with desire. “I want to feel your strength, your control.” After that battle and the odd feeling left from my magic, I just want to be taken care of. I don’t want to have to decide how we make love. I trust him and I crave him just as I do my other mates.
James smiles, a dangerous, predatory expression that sends a thrill through her. “As you wish, my queen.”
He reaches for the ropes they’ve brought, thick and coarse, and begins to bind my wrists to the bedposts. I watched him, my heart racing, my body already humming with anticipation. The ropes are tight but not uncomfortable, the restraint a heady reminder of his power over me.
“Blindfold her,” James commands, his voice sharp.
Clint steps forward, a silken scarf in hand, and ties it gently over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. “I used a bit of the magic that Vincent gifted me to make this scarf just like the blindfold back home,” he murmurs. “Lights out, my love.” The sensory deprivation heightens my other senses, every touch, every sound, magnified.
James returns to me, his hands tracing patterns on my skin, his mouth whispering filthy promises in my ear. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. “So fucking perfect.” All of my men say those two phrases often, but I don’t quite believe them yet. However, I don’t think that I will ever grow tired of hearing them.
His hands move lower, slipping beneath the fabric of my gown, teasing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. I moan, my body arching off the bed, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Please,” I beg, my voice desperate. “Please, James.”
He chuckles, “Impatient, aren’t we?” he teases, his fingers brushing against my core, already wet and throbbing with need. “But I like that. I like that you want me so badly.”
His mouth follows his hands, his lips pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my neck, her breasts, his tongue tracing the curve of my waist. I squirm against the ropes, my body on fire, my need for him overwhelming. “James,” she whimpers, her voice breaking. “I need you. Now.”
James growls in response, a primal sound that speaks of his desperation. He positions himself between my legs, his throbbing cock pressing against my entrance. “Ready for me?” he asks, his voice a rough whisper.
“Yes,” I breathed, my body aching for him. “Fuck me, James. Please.”
He enters me with one slow, deliberate thrust, his cock filling me, stretching me, claiming me. I cried out, my body tightening around him, my nails digging into the furs beneath me. James begins to move, his strokes deep and relentless, his hands gripping my hips to hold me in place.
The room is filled with the sounds of our passion—the creak of the bed, the slap of skin on skin, our moans and gasps intertwining in a symphony of desire. James’s dominance is absolute, his control over my body and my pleasure complete. He sets a punishing pace, driving me closer and closer to the edge, his mouth whispering filthy commands in my ear.
“Come for me,” he growls, his voice hoarse with need. “Come on my cock, Avery. Let me feel you fall apart.”
My body obeys, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave, my cries echoing through the cabin. James follows, his release powerful and intense, his seed spilling deep inside me. He collapses onto me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
For a moment, we lie there, our hearts pounding in unison, our bodies still trembling from the force of our release. James unties the ropes, his hands gentle as he strokes my skin, his mouth pressing soft kisses to my shoulders, my neck. I feel Regina stir as she fully regenerates me. In my mind I hug her because I can sense how tired she is from protecting our eggs.
“You’re incredible,” he murmurs, his voice filled with awe. “Every time.”
I smile, my body still buzzing with pleasure. “You’re not so bad yourself,” I tease, my voice soft and sated.
James chuckles, a warm, genuine sound that eases the tension in the room. He pulls me into his arms, holding me close, his body a shield against the world. Outside, the forest whispers its secrets, the enchanted trees swaying gently in the breeze. Inside, we are safe, bound together by our love, our passion, and the darkness that I have learned to embrace. But as we lie there, the warmth of the fire and each other’s bodies enveloping us, I can’t shake the feeling that our peace is temporary. The forgotten gods are bound, but not defeated. And in the shadows of the enchanted forest, other threats lurk, waiting for their moment to strike. For now, though, we all can rest. We all can heal. And we all can explore our love, fiercely and unapologetically, knowing that whatever comes next, we will face it together.
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