by Zoe Parker
“Wait, Dallon! I need to make sure he’s okay,” I pleaded. Valen slowed to a stop and turned to Konah.
“I’m fine, Cy. I promise,” Dallon assured me from Konah’s arms. I gave him a small smile before reaching out to touch his shoulder. My fingers grazed Konah’s arm and a thrill shot through me and pleasure coated my nerves. His eyes locked with mine, pupils elongated and glimmering. Flushed from the heated look, I pulled away and glanced up at Valen, expecting him to be angry. My people were known to have more than one partner, but I wasn’t sure how theirs operated and my reaction to Konah had been no less visceral than when I first touch Valen. Instead of anger, he wore a bemused smirk.
“Because, of course, you would have more than one mate. I’m guessing Brenan will be next,” he murmured as he shook his head and carried me from the room. After Konah walked out with Dallon, Brenan roared, releasing a stream of fire on the house. By the time he’d finished, nothing remained but a pile of steaming ashes and melted snow.
Chapter Six
When Valen had said he wanted to take care of me, he really meant it. He hadn’t let me out of his arms from the moment he scooped me out of that bed. We’d flown back to my clan on Brenan’s back. I flew on a freaking dragon! Valen had instructed Brenan to land in front of the palace, in view of nearly the entire clan. He hadn’t spoken as they’d gawped and gaped, but his message had been loud and clear. I was his and no one would change that.
He’d fed me. Cleaned me. He’d even washed my hair after he’d held me down and force fed me more of his blood. Dragons were apparently disgusting creatures. A little while ago, he’d left me to soak in the bathtub after there’d been a knock at my bedroom door. He’d told me to wait for him, but I’d been in here long enough. Wrapping my robe around myself, I made my way to the sitting area just as the door closed.
“Little fox, I asked you to wait for me. Had Konah seen you in just your robe I’d have been forced to share my time with you before I was ready,” he grumbled.
I laughed, thinking he was joking. He wasn’t. His thick brows were drawn down into an angry ‘v’, eyes narrowed. His forearms flexed as he crossed them over his chest. I smiled and made my way over to him.
“I am here with you Valen, but no need to worry about sharing. I know how to make this work,” I told him as I cupped his cheek with one hand, silently marveling at how his tanned skin complemented my chocolate tone. Using the other, I gripped his shirt, pulling him down to me and nipped his lip before sucking it into my mouth. A growl rumbled deep in his chest, his hands coming to rest on my hips. I pressed myself closer, rubbing against his growing erection, and he deepened the kiss. His hands slid up my waist, thumbs grazing the bottom of my breasts.
“You don’t have to do this. I know you suffered with them. You don’t have to fear losing control of your power either. I’ll help you. We can wait,” he said between kisses.
I gripped his shoulders and bracing myself, jumped. He didn’t hesitate to catch me. “I don’t want to wait. I want you.”
“And I you,” he responded as he moved to the bedroom.
He lowered me to the edge of the bed, then stepped back. I watched, mesmerized as he tugged his shirt over his head, revealing rippling muscles and tanned skin. My gaze zeroed in on the pants slung low on his hips, the muscled arrow pointing to exactly what I longed to see. I had felt him, brought myself to an exquisite orgasm through our clothes, but I wanted more than anything to see him. His hands paused in unbuttoning his pants and with a frown my eyes shot to his. They’d gone reptilian. His lips quirked up and spread into a blinding smile. The bastard was teasing me.
“Valen!”
A laugh rumbled out of him and gripping his waistband he shoved his pants down. I stared at him, mouth opened, and eyes bulging. If I thought he was glorious fully clothed, there were no words to describe what I thought of him naked. He stepped forward and tugged at the belt of my robe. It slipped loose and he pulled it open.
“Stunning,” he murmured as his fingers drew a trail from my neck down my breast, stopping at my nipple.
He tweaked it between his thumb and forefinger, bringing up his free hand to tease the other. I moaned and unable to help myself, leaned forward, taking him into my mouth, capturing the bead of pre-cum just before it dripped from him. Another growl broke free from him. His fingers tightened on my breast and I moaned again, my mouth tightening around him. His hips jerked and with a groan he pulled himself free. Quick as a flash, he dropped to his knees before me and tossed my legs over his shoulder. I squealed as he buried his face in my pussy, his tongue stroking deep into me, nose grinding against my clit. Gripping my ass with both hands, he lifted me, giving him better access. My fingers dug into his scalp, gripping and pulling his hair as he feasted on me. He didn’t waste time teasing me. He went straight for the kill. Locking his soft lips around my clit he sucked hard before biting down gently.
My entire body clenched in pleasure, a scream caught in my throat. He slid two fingers inside me, instantly finding the bundle of nerves that sent my body soaring. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed against me. I felt him lower me, but his fingers stayed inside, twisting and scissoring. Stretching me while prolonging my orgasm. He took my hand and I felt the vibrations of him speaking, his mouth still latched onto me, but my mind could comprehend nothing outside of the ecstasy flowing through me. When I finally came back to myself, he spoke again.
“Little fox, are you listening?”
I nodded my head.
“Are you mine?” he asked.
“Yes. I’m yours,” I breathed.
“Forever?”
“Forever,” I agreed,
“Good,” he approved as he played with the ring on my finger.
Eyes closed, I smiled in satisfaction. Anxious as I was, my body still thrummed at the idea that there was more to come. I wanted to feel him inside me. I needed . . . The ring on my finger! My eyes popped open and locked on the hand that Valen still toyed with. The hand where he’d slipped a ring on my finger. There hadn’t been a wedding in my clan in ages, there was no need when mating was involved, but I’d always dreamed of having one. He’d told me I hadn’t blocked him since I woke up and that had to be especially true now because that dream had been buried deep in the recess of my mind.
“Happy birthday and Merry Christmas, little fox.”
I bit back my tears and reached forward to pull him closer to me. He came willingly, lifting me and placing me in the middle of the bed as he did. When I felt him at my opening I held my breath and bit my lip. He scowled.
“You will hold nothing back from me. Your pleasure—your moans, your cries, your screams. They are mine and I want them all.”
With that declaration hanging between us, he thrust forward, filling me beyond measure and I gave him his due. A moan tore out of me and many more followed. He set a tantalizing pace. Deep. Hard. Phenomenal. I couldn’t hope to match him and I didn’t think he even wanted me to. I opened myself to him and let him have his way, his grunts and growls an animalistic soundtrack to my sultry moans and gasps. When I felt my climax build again, I dug my nails into his back.
“Valen,” I moaned.
I was close, so very close.
“All of them, little fox,” he gritted through clenched teeth, his thrusts becoming erratic. “I want them all.”
I shattered and his name ripped from my throat as my muscles contracted and fluttered around him. With a strangled groan, he pushed deep and I could feel every twitch and jerk of him inside me. His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately.
Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.
When it finally died down, and he’d rolled so I lay on top of him, the door open
ed. I tensed, waiting for Valen to react, but he only mumbled something about selfish bastards not waiting their turn. The bed dipped on both sides and I lifted my head to see Konah on one side and Brennan on the other, both grinning like goofballs. Konah’s hand settled on my left hip and Brennan claimed my right thigh as they settled in to sleep.
“Um…goodnight?” I questioned.
Valen claimed my lips, just as the others claimed my cheeks and they all murmured goodnight.
“Sleep, little fox. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. You’ll have to join with two more mates.”
It dawned on me that both Konah and Brenan were touching me freely and Vetur wasn’t registering them as a threat. Long day ahead of us, indeed.
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Lashanta Charles was born and raised in the small town of Orangeburg, SC. She has always been an avid reader of all genres, but Romance has always been her true love and is what inspired her to pursue a writing career. In high school, she began letting her classmates read the short stories that she would write and based off of their feedback, her passion for writing pushed her to become a published author.
She lives in Tacoma, WA, with her husband and three children and also serves in the US Army. She's a homebody who enjoys sleeping, reading, eating, white chocolate mochas, sexy alien romances, and of course, writing. Oh, and she hates spiders; they're extremely creepy, why do they need eight legs??
