Chapter 67 CHAPTER 67
ZADE'S POV
Alira's skin is touching mine.
Not just one patch of it or the one where clothes are putting a barrier between us.
She's not hurrying off to somewhere, she doesn't have one foot in and the other fleeing away.
She's holding onto me, kissing my lips and her scent is wafting through my nostrils.
I'm about to let go and she's not stopping me.
She's not stopping me!
She should, Stars above she fucking should. I'm not safe; I'm not sure how long before the darkness demands to take over. I should have a bit of common sense and let go, but…
I can't.
Not when she's said those words to me.
Not when she looked so ethereal in the blue lighting we were under in the cave.
Not when our skin felt like electric sparks when we collide.
Alira and I are soul Ties, I know that now, the darkness told me.
For some reason, he's not interfering, or stopping me from feeling the intensity of the moment.
He was content watching but I was still scared that in a moment of weakness, he would take over and ruin this moment.
“Or maybe your overthinking will do it before I get a chance to,” the voice boomed, and the image of Tharagaun's famous eye roll came to mind.
This was fucking torture, giving me the memories of my dragon, yet how could it be?
But the presence was right, I was barely participating in this kiss, although her heat was enough for both of us, I wasn't doing quite enough.
I carried her up, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Our lips disconnected and we took each other in.
“My Sunlight,” I gasped, looking at her eyes with gold flecks in them, her lips parted, swollen and inhaling rapidly, everything was clouding my senses. “I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing, it scares me so much, but I love what we're doing.”
“I love it too,” she whispered, her lips moving delicately.
“Then we'll do just that, the world will adjust,” I said, forcing myself to let go of all my worries.
I set her to sit at the edge of the pool and I stepped back.
“I need to look at you,” I informed her, my eyes taking a hungry inhale of my mate and then I looked.
At her purple hair, drenched and resting on her shoulders.
Her emerald green eyes looked at me with equal hunger, her button nose balanced on her heart-shaped face.
“Gods beyond you're so beautiful,” I gasped, “what did I do to deserve you?”
My eyes feasted on her neck, the tan skin complementing the red scales that beautifully decorated her skin, a testament to her dragon.
I wonder which she'll bond with, we have quite a number of reds in the pen.
I noted in my head to take her there. It wasn't legal and considered cheating but she started six months later than everyone else, she deserves the right to be ahead by every possible extra advantage.
“Zade?” She snapped my attention back, and I looked at her.
Fuck, I'm being a selfish prick.
“I'm sorry Sunshine, I'm not sure how to proceed, what if I hurt you?”
She reached for her back and tugged at something and her bra came loose, and she flicked it at me.
I caught it but like a hypnotised man, I couldn't look away?
“Are you still confused?”
“Baby,” I groaned, watching as she pulled down her panties, making my erection rock hard and painful.
But that was all going to have to wait.
“I must have died and woken up in heaven,” I gushed, rushing to her, eliminating every distance between us.
She's beautiful, no doubt, I can admire her some other time.
Now I needed to taste her, desperately.
The pool had steps hewn by the side, so I knelt down and I lifted her legs up and apart and I found her soaked.
Good, I'm not the only one this sexual tension is ruining.
When I finally tasted her, we both groaned for different reasons.
Her, because my tongue was thick, and had a tough texture that with how thirsty I was, was very wet, was enjoying this.
And me, because my woman tasted like ambrosia.
I lapped at her juices, I drank from her special cup and I nearly came under the water from hearing her moans.
“Oh Zade, please don't stop!” She shrieked but she never needed to ask, the King himself could never stop me from finishing the supply of her juices.
And the way she moaned my name?
My chest swelled, the darkness beaming with pride.
I make my Soul Tie happy, the most important part of a male's existence.
As my hands grab her thighs to spread them further apart, I force my claws in so they don't hurt her. Every part of me was going feral, pushing me to… fuck, I can't remember ever feeling this way.
The heat wasn't pushing me anymore, my emotions were regulated, her pussy was healing something inside of me.
So much was happening at once.
I watched her head fall back and a groan poured out from her throat as I put my tongue inside, massaging her clit from inside.
All those years of reading things I shouldn't be reading, they were right, fucking hell they were right.
It drove her insane.
"Don't stop. Please don't stop,” she begged louder, gripping my head and fucking her cunt with my very long tongue.
“I want… oh fuck I don't know what I want but please…"
I knew exactly what she wanted, I was desperate for her to have it too, her pinnacle was very important to me, I needed it like I needed air.
My tail finally became more useful, I used it to pull her leg apart and my other hand was freed and I used my thumb to rub circles around her clit from the outside.
She was convulsing by the third rub.
“Yes, yes, yess!! Like that Zade, oh God oh God!”
I went harder, fucking her ferociously, dragging her orgasm to its end, and maybe I should have controlled myself better, but I didn't
And too late, I discovered I was shaking, vibrating with my orgasm while my tongue was still in her.
It was like an electric shock that passed from my body to hers.
She went rigid beneath me, her pleasure morphing into something else.
Something wrong.
I looked up and her eyes had lost its spark, not glazed with pleasure, but vacant. Terrified.
And then she screamed.
"STOP!"
The word wasn't just sound. It was POWER.
My body locked. Every muscle seized, frozen mid movement. I couldn't pull back, couldn't move my tongue, couldn't even blink.
My mind was screaming. Let her go! Get off her! MOVE! But my body wouldn't obey.
It wasn't mine anymore.
Someone else was controlling me.
Alira.
Alira just used mind compulsion on me.
Only the Zhars could do that and they were traitors to the crown.
As the realization unfolded, another rocked my world, tilting it upside down until I didn't know who I was anymore.
In a bid to get my limbs moving again, the being living inside of me did something.
The darkness moved into the light and instead of some wolf monster, I saw Tharagaun.
He's been the one inside me all this while and not some dark entity.
Stars above!