Chapter 17 Fuck! taste yourself on me, mate.
Elara's POV
As the words leave my lips, a profound peace settles over us, the kind that comes after a storm has raged and left only clarity in its wake. The sun hangs higher now, its warm rays caressing our naked, sweat-glistened bodies like a lover's gentle touch, turning the balcony nest into a golden sanctuary.
Kael's arms remain wrapped around me, his massive frame cradling mine as if I'm the most precious thing in his world—his mate, his light, his everything. My body, still humming with the aftershocks of our shared climax, feels deliciously heavy, every muscle lax and satisfied, yet there's a subtle undercurrent of awareness, a faint pulse in my core where his release lingers, warm and sticky, a reminder that our bond isn't just words or magic; it's visceral, etched into my flesh.
Gods, how did I get here? From a desperate healer striking a deal to this—entwined with an Alpha whose darkness calls to my soul, my body forever changed, craving him in ways I never imagined. The ache between my thighs is a sweet soreness now, not the raw burn of the rut's peak, but a tender echo that makes me shift slightly against him, feeling his cock twitch softly against my hip, not demanding but present, like a promise.
He presses a lingering kiss to my forehead, his lips soft and reverent, a stark contrast to the bruising passion of hours ago. "Forever one," he echoes, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through my chest, stirring that familiar heat despite my exhaustion. His fingers continue their lazy tracings—swirling patterns along my spine, dipping to the curve of my ass, then up to brush the side of my breast, teasing the still-sensitive nipple with the barest graze.
Tension flickers faintly, not urgent but playful, my body betraying me with a fresh trickle of arousal as his touch reignites embers I thought were banked. "You've given me more than survival through the rut, Elara. You've given me a future—a flame that won't extinguish. But tell me, my light... how do you feel now? Truly? Your body, your heart—after everything I've taken, everything you've surrendered."
I tilt my head to meet his golden gaze, those eyes that once terrified me with their feral glow now soft with vulnerability, shining with a love that's as deep as his shadows. My hand rests over his heart, feeling the steady beat sync with mine, our magics humming in quiet harmony—golden sparks dancing where my skin touches his, weaving into faint tendrils of shadow that coil around our fingers like rings. "I feel... whole," I whisper, my voice husky from all the screams and moans, but laced with wonder. "Ached and marked, yes—your claws, your fangs, your cock and shadows have left their claim everywhere, inside and out.
My pussy still throbs from how you stretched me, filled me until I overflowed, and gods, even now, feeling your cum leak from me... it makes me wet again, betraying how much I crave you. But my heart? It's yours, Kael. No more fear, no more transaction. This bond—it's fire and light, darkness and healing. I want to explore it all, not just in the heat of rut, but in moments like this."
His chuckle is dark and affectionate, sending a shiver down my spine as he rolls us slightly, positioning me atop him, my legs straddling his hips, our bodies aligning in that intimate way that makes my breath hitch. His cock, semi-hard and slick from our earlier union, presses against my folds, not entering but teasing, the head nudging my clit with every subtle shift. "Crave me, do you? Even after I've ruined you so thoroughly?" he teases, his hands roaming possessively—cupping my breasts, thumbs circling the peaked nipples until they harden further, drawing a soft gasp from me.
A shadowy tendril uncoils lazily from his skin, wrapping around my thigh to spread me wider, another brushing feather-light against my entrance, vibrating just enough to stoke the tension without overwhelming. "Tell me more, mate. Use those words that drive me wild—how does your body betray you now? Wet and aching for your Alpha, even in the sun's full light?"
Heat flushes my cheeks, but I don't shy away, leaning down to capture his lips in a slow, deep kiss, tongues tangling lazily as I grind against him instinctively, feeling his length harden fully beneath me, the veined shaft sliding through my slickness. "Yes—gods, yes, Kael," I murmur against his mouth, breaking the kiss to trail my lips down his jaw, nipping at the skin where his pulse thrums. "My pussy's still so sensitive, clenching around nothing but wanting you again—your shadows teasing me, making me drip onto your cock like I can't get enough. Milk beading at my nipples from how you played with them, my ass twitching from the memory of your tendrils stretching it wide. I'm betrayed completely—wet and ready, heart pounding with how much I need you to fill me slow one more time, seal our forever with every inch."
He groans, eyes darkening with that romantic hunger, his hips bucking up slightly to press his cock against my entrance, the head breaching me just enough to make me whimper. "Then take me, Elara—ride your mate slow and deep, let our bond pulse with every slide." His hands guide my hips as I sink down onto him inch by inch, the stretch familiar and exquisite, my walls fluttering around his thickness as our magics flare—golden light wrapping his shadows, heightening the sensation until it's pure bliss.
Tendrils join gently: one vibrating my clit in soft circles, another coiling into my ass with pulsing warmth, filling me doubly as I begin to roll my hips in languid rhythm.
"Like this—oh, gods, Kael, your cock so deep, shadows in my ass vibrating just right—guide me, make me grind until our fire builds again," I gasp, my hands on his chest for leverage, breasts bouncing with each movement, nipples aching for his touch. He obliges, one hand cupping a breast to pinch and roll the peak, drawing beads of milk that he leans up to lick away with a growl. "Fuck—taste yourself on me, mate? Sweet like your light—ride harder, clench that perfect pussy around me, beg for more shadows."
"Yes—more, Kael—fill my mouth too, let me suck your darkness while I fuck you," I plead, the tension coiling tighter as another tendril slips between my lips, vibrating gently as I suck greedily, the fullness in every hole overwhelming in the best way. Our pace builds slowly, bodies slapping softly in the sunlight, dialogues weaving through: "Feel how you milk me, Elara—your walls like a golden trap—tell me you're mine forever." "Yours—gods, forever, Kael—stretch me more, vibrate harder—I'm coming slow, our romance exploding in light!"
The climax builds to a gentle peak, my orgasm rippling through me in waves that clench around him, golden magic flaring as I cry out, "Kael—yes, sealing us eternal!" He spills deep with a roar, filling me anew, our bodies collapsing in unity.
As noon approaches, we finally stir, his arms lifting me effortlessly as we move inside the penthouse, the cool air a relief on our heated skin. He carries me to the shower, shadows already coiling to tease as water cascades. "Clean you up, mate—only to dirty you again," he murmurs, pressing me against the tile, fingers and tendrils exploring.
"Gods—yes, wash me with your touch, fuck me under the water," I beg, our bond igniting once more in the steam.