Chapter 290 Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Chapter 290
Rayena chuckled, squirming as she tried to get out of his hold. If anything, his grip on her tightened, and slowly she stopped struggling, loving the feeling of his hands wrapped around her body.

They continued swimming languidly in the pool, and very gently, Xenon guided her toward the wall of the cave, turning her around so her back was pressed against it, the rough surface digging into her skin. A sound remained stuck in her throat as he crowded her personal space, his eyes glimmering as he gazed down at her, their heartbeats loud enough for both of them to hear.

There was an odd sound coming from his throat, but all it did was make her desire for him spark higher.

“Um… Xenon?” she called out when he wasn’t saying anything else.

“Hm?” he murmured, leaning in, his nose brushing the crook of her neck, taking in a deep breath.

A shudder ran through Rayena as his warm breath tickled her skin, but she didn’t dare pull away. Xenon instantly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him, the heat from his body seeping into her skin. He began with featherlight kisses across her shoulder blades, but soon those touches grew insistent, needy.

His lips traveled across her collarbones, to the sensitive skin around her neck, back to the spot where his mark stayed, before moving up to the back of her ears and finally stopping to nibble on her earlobes.

Rayena gave a short gasp, her body filling with sensation, desire burning through her veins.

Xenon pulled back, holding her gaze for a moment. It dropped to her lips, and soon he was leaning back in. When their lips finally met, it was like a spark of fire had ignited between them—his mouth hot and demanding against hers, his hands tightening slightly in her hair as he deepened the kiss.

Rayena fluttered her eyes closed, matching his fervor with hers, her hands already traveling up his bare chest. There was no hesitation now—only hunger and need as he poured everything into this moment, every ounce of desire that had been building for so long finally given an outlet.

“Mmm… Nngh,” Rayena moaned into his mouth, enraptured by the feel of his body against hers. Her hands soon wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer, her body burning.

Xenon took a moment to let himself enjoy those little moans, savoring the feel of her, the sound of her. His fingers began to wander, tracing down her sides, her backside, and finally between her thighs. He drew slow circles on her inner thigh, just above the wet chemise plastered against her skin—so close to where he wanted to be now—but he kept them teasingly far from that sweet spot, knowing the buildup would make the release all the more intense for both of them.

He couldn’t stop kissing her either, completely lost in the moment. The feel of her lips against his, the taste of her mouth—it was almost dizzying, and he felt drunk on her now. Her sounds, her scent, everything. He needed more of her, all of her.

Eventually, he could take it no longer. With a growl, he ripped the flimsy clothing from her body, pulled her legs apart, and his fingers finally reached where she wanted them most. A pleased growl spilled from his lips as he found her wet and eager.

“You drive me crazy, you know that?” Xenon growled against her lips, but all Rayena could respond with was a drawn-out moan, her body trembling beneath his.

Xenon pulled back slightly to watch the expressions she made before dipping into the warmth between her thighs properly this time. His touch was gentle yet deliberate, every movement designed to build pleasure rather than rush toward anything else.

“Xenon… Oh!” Rayena moaned, her head thrown back in bliss, eyes rolling to the back of her head.

“You look so beautiful like this…” he murmured, taking her lips in another sloppy kiss as his fingers teased and prodded before settling into a languid rhythm that had her moaning and writhing in his hold.

“Ah… Mm… Xenon…”

Her moans were like music to his ears—each one sending a jolt of satisfaction straight through him. He loved hearing her, loved knowing it was his touch drawing these sounds from her, and he couldn’t help wanting more.

Gods, she was perfect like this, responding so completely to everything he did—he couldn’t believe she was his. He would never tire of seeing her this way. His fingers continued their steady, firm pace as he leaned down, nipped at her ear, and whispered into it with a low murmur,

“You gonna come for me, love?”

Rayena could hardly hear him through the blood pounding in her ears. Her hips had begun to jerk, grinding against his fingers as he pistoned in and out of her, driving her to the knife-edge.

“Xenon, please… I’m so close,” she mumbled through strangled moans, her body growing taut.

A corner of Xenon’s lips twitched upward, but it didn’t quite form a smile. “Come for me…” he growled, his voice dripping with command.

Rayena’s eyes widened, her gaze unseeing, but she soon began bucking against him, waves of pleasure rolling over her, pulling her in and taking her under.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice reverent as Rayena trembled, soft whimpers spilling from her lips. He pulled his fingers from her dripping, clenching heat, bringing them to his lips and licking her essence off. His eyes flashed with satisfaction and hunger.

“Delicious, as always.”

Rayena went limp against him, her breathing ragged. They stayed there for a while, Xenon watching as she caught her breath and pulled away from him, her eyes glossy with satisfaction and unspent desire.

“That’s… all?” she found herself asking when Xenon made no move to touch her anymore.

Her words sent a fresh wave of heat through him, and he couldn’t help but groan under his breath. But he forced himself to speak instead of giving in to his baser instincts. “I can’t…” Xenon growled simply, pressing a kiss onto her forehead. “I need to save all my energy for the full moon,” he added, his voice grave.

Rayena’s brows furrowed, then rose as understanding dawned, her cheeks growing beet red. “Oh… are you going to be in a rut then?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her hands still wrapped around his neck.

“I don’t know, but I think I should. It would be more convenient that way.”

“That’s true… well, your last rut synced with the full moon,” Rayena added as an afterthought.

“It did?”

“Yes, you were still in your wolf form then, so you may not remember.”

“I see…” Xenon murmured thoughtfully. “That’s good to know,” he added. "Thank you for telling me this." He added, and Rayena managed a small nod, averting her gaze, a shiver rippling through her.

They've stayed too long in the water.

Cocking his head to the side, he took Rayena’s hand in his, pulling her away from the cave wall. “We should get out of the water. Let’s go eat. I’m hungry.” He muttered, his voice gruff.