Chapter 198 198

Chapter 198 198
Lorien POV
Auren kissed me again, slow and claiming, keeping my legs hooked around his waist as he lowered me onto the bed. The moment my feet touched the sheets, I lifted my hips and ground against him.
“You’re so wet,” he groaned against my skin, breaking the kiss only long enough to drag his mouth to my collarbone. His tongue swept over my mark the spot still tender from his bite and a helpless whimper slipped out of me. “I love seeing my mark on you.”
I slid my hand between us, and he shifted his hips back, letting me wrap my fingers around his cock. I guided him to my entrance and cried out when he pushed inside, stretching me perfectly.
I barely had time to settle before Auren flipped us, rolling until he was beneath me, holding my hips flush to his.
“You want me to take control, Alpha?”
“Show me what you’ve got.” The smirk was cocky, but his eyes betrayed something softer uncertainty. It made me pause, meet his gaze, and adjust my legs until my clit pressed against him. Then I rolled my hips, grinding down on his length.
“Is this what you were hinting at in the shower?” I teased, dragging myself slowly, back and forth, watching his mouth fall open.
When I was an Omega in my old pack, the women used to talk like I wasn’t even there. Their gossip had been background noise while I scrubbed floors and carried dishes. But one thing they said about riding a man flickered into my mind, and I tried to mimic the motion.
I lost the rhythm at first, unsure, but the second I tightened around him and rotated my hips in a circle, everything clicked.
“Oh” I gasped, moving faster. It felt incredible new and thrilling in a way that made my breath come short. My hands braced on his chest as my head tipped back.
“Shit, Lorien,” Auren groaned. His hands slid to my ass, gripping hard, spreading me wider as he thrust up into me. The combined movement made me moan, and I went back to grinding on him. “You take me so fucking well.”
Pleasure built hot and fast, curling in my belly, but something still wasn’t enough. The edge hovered just out of reach, taunting me.
I leaned down, chest to his, and kissed him deep, hungry, desperate. His tongue tangled with mine, but even then, my body kept chasing more.
“Auren,” I whined softly against his mouth, turning my head as every thrust sent tiny whimpers spilling out of me.
My lips found his throat. The place where his mark should be. The place that was still bare.
I sucked there, teeth scraping lightly, wanting him bathed in my scent. Wanted the world to know he was mine, the same way he claimed me.
“Yes,” he groaned, fingers digging into my hips. My heart skipped, hope flaring.
Could I?
Did he want it?
“You… you have to tell me,” I begged, voice cracking as my canines threatened to break through. My orgasm surged closer, my beast clawing to the surface. “I can’t do it unless you say so. Auren please.”
I shook against him, trying to hold myself back, remembering his trauma. Remembering the loss of his first mark. Remembering my promise never to take that choice from him.
He turned his head, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled my mouth to his skin.
For a heartbeat, I expected rejection.
Instead, he grunted one word raw and rough.
“Now.”
My teeth sank in the instant he said it.
Everything exploded.
My body tightened around him, vision spotted black, and I screamed his name as I came. My walls pulsed around his cock, squeezing him, milking him.
Auren’s entire body stiffened beneath me. He wrapped his arms around me and thrust deep as he came, filling me with hot, pulsing release. I bit harder, claiming him, our bond snapping into place like something physical and alive.
I could feel him now every emotion, every tremor of pleasure, every drop of happiness.
Stronger than before.
Unbreakable.
I pulled back slowly, breath shaking, and stared at the mark now carved into his skin. My mark. My claim.
Pride swelled so fiercely it brought tears to my eyes. He was mine in every way no Fae, no pack, no one could ever challenge that again.
I leaned down and licked the small beads of blood away before collapsing against his chest, boneless and overwhelmed.
“You never cease to amaze me,” he murmured.
I laughed weakly, pulling my hips back enough for him to slip out before relaxing against him again.
“Thank you,” I whispered. And we both knew I wasn’t only thanking him for that.
“I’m pretty sure I should be the one saying it,” he teased, arms tightening around me. “After what you just did? Absolutely incredible.” His voice softened. “Go to sleep, baby. I’ve got you.”