Chapter 115 - Irune POV

Chapter 115 - Irune POV

There is no way in hell I am not going to pay her back for the pleasure she just gave me.
Never in my life has a woman made me feel like that, and I have not even been inside her yet.
I scoop her up in my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist. I cannot look away from those perfectly golden eyes of hers.
My body is already ready for her.
Tonight, there is no impending war. There is no kingdom to build or protect. There is just me and my gorgeous mate. The woman I can finally touch, hold, and kiss. The one I can now do all the things I have been thinking about since the mate bond snapped into place.
I do not even bother grabbing a towel. I will dry every inch of her body with my tongue.
There will not be a single inch of her left unexplored.
I gently place her on the bed, stalking closer as she scoots back toward the headboard. She stops when she realizes there is nowhere else to go.
“You look like you want to devour me,” she giggles.
That is all I need to lose my last shred of composure. That giggle. That smile. I feel like I am going to explode, like a virgin going at it for the first time. Wound so tight I might lose it before I even get the chance to bury myself inside her.
Fuck, calm down, Irune. You are not new to this.
My lips crash into hers. I need to taste her. The kiss is fast and hungry, like a man starved in the wilderness for months. Malik stirs. Every kiss, every touch pulls him back from where he has been drowning. We need this.
I want to be gentle. I want this moment to be everything for her. But I need this too.
“Irune… fuck me.”
I pull back and really look at her. She wants this. No, she needs it just as much as I do.
“You are driving me crazy.”
She reaches between us and guides me inside. With a quick roll of her hips, I am there. Heat and wetness surround me. If this is what eternity with her feels like, there is no place I would rather be.
She grips my locs, pulling me back to her as she bites my lip. When I look into her eyes, hazel and gold swirl together. Zuri is there, just beneath the surface.
We are all in this together.
I can be gentle next time.
I pull out and flip her over, smacking her ass as she goes. She lands on all fours, back arched, that perfect round ass on display. I drop down and drag my tongue over her. Her body shivers, and I see the proof of her want.
I do not ignore the invitation.
One quick movement and I am back inside her, thrusting hard. I grab her by the neck and pull her up to me, my other hand finding her clit, applying firm, steady pressure. Every shudder, every breath, every desperate sound hits me like fire.
Her moans are a melody I never want to stop hearing. Her neck is exposed. I brush my thumb over the vein, feel it pulse. Malik takes control. My canines extend. I lick the spot and pierce the skin.
Trinity’s body shatters. She comes hard, shaking as pleasure crashes through her. I release her and let her slump forward, licking the mark I have left behind to close it.
She is mine now. Everyone will know it.
She is ours. Malik growls in my mind.
“On your back, Alpha. My turn.”
Without hesitation, I pull her with me and roll onto my back. She braces herself with her hands on my chest, and when she slides down onto me again, it is perfect.
She rides me hard and fast, taking every inch. Every movement, every squeeze drags me closer to the edge. Her hips roll, lifting and slamming back down, again and again.
Goddess, this woman knows exactly how to move.
“I feel you, babe. Do not hold back. Give it to me.”
I do not make her ask twice.
As I lose control, I see her canines flash and tilt my neck for her. The bond between us surges, power flooding through me. My head falls back, my body shaking, overwhelmed by it all.
I do not know if I can stay conscious through it.
Everything goes white as our bond completes. This is no ordinary bond. 
This thee the completion of a soul bond. There is no bond more sacred or perfect than this.