Chapter 77: I am Your Mate
Gwen’s POV
I don't know what's happening, but this is certainly not what I planned. I knew I was being greedy for coming here without telling Ana goodbye.
However, I had thought I would be saving her from further heartache. Just my selfishness, I know. I can't after all, eat my cake and still have it; something Mother Earth always told me when I was younger.
But right now, nothing makes sense. My body is on fire. A slow, aching burn, curling deep inside me, demanding something I don’t understand. The clothes on me weren't helping either. My thighs clench together involuntarily, and the friction only makes it worse.
"I-I’m burning up. I don’t know what’s happening," I whimper, though it comes out more like a moan.
The massive creature above me, no, the man above me, snarls low in his throat, the sound vibrating through my body. "Witch," he rumbles, his voice thick and dripping with amusement, "you really don’t know what’s going on?"
He leans in, inhaling deeply against my neck. The more he does it, the more the unbearable urge to rub and sink my teeth into his flesh and rub my wet core against him grows.
"N-no, p-please, m-make it stop," I beg, though every nerve in my body betrays me, responding to his closeness, the way his heat seeps into my skin.
"You truly don’t know, do you?" His lips brush my jaw, a ghost of a touch that sends a violent shiver down my spine.
I feel something hard, thick, gigantic, pressing between my legs. My breath hitches. Mother Earth. What is that?
A dangerous chuckle rumbles from his chest. "Ah… now you feel it, don’t you?"
Panic and raw desire war within me. I push at him with what little strength I have left, but even that sends another jolt of pleasure coursing through me. A traitorous moan escapes my lips, and his eyes darken.
He watches me for a long, silent moment before slowly pulling away. And just like that, an ache I can’t understand settles deep in my bones. The absence of his heat, his touch, is unbearable.
"You are burning up with need, are you not?" he murmurs, circling me like a predator stalking his prey.
Gwendolyn. Get a hold of yourself.
But then my gaze falls lower.
Mother Earth.
He’s naked, completely naked now. And huge down there.
A sharp gasp escapes me as I take in the audacious size of him. His body is sculpted, golden skin stretching over muscles that ripple with every step. His hair, the same blinding gold as the sun, cascades in wild waves around his face, and his eyes, those eyes, burn into me with an intensity that makes my stomach weak.
Something surges between my legs, a sharp, aching need I’ve never felt before. My thighs squeeze together, desperate for relief.
I need to cool off. I need air. No, I need him.
The realization washes over me like a frigid water was poured on me, and before I can stop myself, I start pulling at my clothes. One by one, shedding them, needing them gone. Maybe, if they can, I would breathe better.
The moment my last piece falls away, shame grips me.
But only for a moment.
"Now, we are both naked, witch," he rasps, and fuck, his voice alone could undo me. Unknot every contracted muscle.
I don’t know what’s happening to me, but right now, I want to drown in it. Or in him rather.
A dark, wicked smirk curves his lips as his eyes travel over my bare form. "You smell good, spit ball," he growls. "I want a taste. Maybe then I’ll hear what you have to say."
"No," I manage to whisper, shaking my head.
I can’t let him. If he does, I will betray Anastasia.
Only she has touched me this way. Only she has made me feel pleasure.
And yet, here I am. Bare before men that we hated. A dragon to be precise.
A desperate moan spills from my lips as my own hands graze my breasts. The brief touch sends a wave of heat and relief crashing over me. My hips lift instinctively, seeking something more.
His gaze darkens.
"I never asked you to do that," he growls, his voice rough, dangerous.
I freeze, fingers trembling against my flushed skin.
"You can’t do what you want," I gasp, still rubbing my thighs together, still chasing something I don’t understand. "I am married."
His golden eyes gleam with something feral. "And you are my mate, witch. Didn’t your Mother Earth tell you?"
I shake my head, defiance warring with the overwhelming need clawing through me. "I am no one’s mate," I snapped. "I am a married woman."
"Then why," he murmurs, his voice a dark, sinful whisper, "are you burning for me? Only my mate can feel the scorching flame."
His words coil around me like chains, pulling me closer, until I can’t resist. My body betrays me, arching toward him, pressing against his heat.
The moment our skin touches, the ache disappears.
A strangled gasp leaves my throat as the unbearable fire is replaced with something sweeter. Something intoxicating. Like a forbidden wine.
I clutch at his shoulders, desperate. Needing more of whatever it was. His gaze flashes with something dangerous. "Allow me to taste you, little witch, and I will give you the answers you seek."
I can barely register his words. I’m drowning in his scent, his presence.
I grind against him, reckless, desperate. I don’t even realize I’m begging until the words spill out.
"Please, please help me," I moan, sinking my teeth into his skin.
A shudder runs through him, his muscles going rigid. "You don’t know what you’re asking for," he snarls. "You’re making this very hard for me."
"Then take it," I whisper, my voice raw.
A low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest, and before I can blink, he flips me onto the bed, his large hands gripping my thighs, spreading me open.
"You don’t understand, spitfire," he murmurs, his breath hot against my inner thigh.
I can barely think, barely breathe as his gaze locks onto the place where I ache the most.
"If I taste you," he warns, voice dripping with hunger, "I won’t stop."
I whimper, my body arching. "I don’t want you to stop."
No, that's not what I want. What's gotten into me? Mother earth, help me. I am drowning. Was this what you were warning me about?
His eyes darken.
And then.
His mouth is on me.
“ Ahhh…”
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