Page 35 of Heir of Draga

Adelina smiled and selected a sandwich. “I’m not ready for children, Varan.”

He leaned back, releasing her hand, and ran his fingers through his hair. “You’re only twenty cycles. I’m only twenty-seven. We have time, my love. And I couldn’t say what I would do if I knew you were with child during this war.” He shuddered. “I only have so much control over my instincts.”

She nodded, releasing a breath. “I simply wanted to ensure we were clear on that. And I’m aware I’m not…perfect. I’ve never had to share my own space before.” Adelina smiled ruefully and took a bite of the sandwich.

Varan snorted and tossed a berry at her. “I’m sure we’ll both get used to it.”

“Would you like to open our gifts?” she asked.

“More treasure to add to your trove?” Varan teased, arching an eyebrow at her as he perused the gifts. “Why not?”

He got up, selected one, and then tossed it to her. Adelina caught the small package with one hand and shredded the pretty wrapping with her claws. “Who is it from?” She nibbled at the small sandwich and eyed the box.

“Felix.” Varan sat across from her and selected a berry. He swirled it in the heavy cream and then popped it into his mouth, watching her every move.

Adelina opened the box and smiled when she saw what it was. The piece of tech was subtle, but intriguing. “What does it do?”

Varan snatched it from her hand and activated the device. Every bit of tech in her rooms turned off, plunging them into darkness. Only the moonlight filled the room as her eyes adjusted. “Quite useful if you don’t want to get caught on a vid.”

“It’s a bit obvious though, isn’t it? Sudden lack of tech would be a warning.” She took it back and studied the small details. It could easily be placed on a chain to wear as a necklace.

“Yes, but it will deactivate everything – including plasma blades and blasters.”

Her eyes widened in surprise and appreciation. “Very useful then.”

Varan grinned and reached for another gift. “It is, but it won’t stop someone from using an average blade made of metal. I’ll have to teach you the smaller knives and the stiletto, my love.”

Adelina smiled and stood. She took the gift and tossed it back onto the pile. Then she sliced through her corset with her claws alone. “I don’t need knives or stilettos, but I’d do anything to have your hands on me. Including letting you train me.”

Varan gritted his teeth when she pulled off the fabric, exposing her breasts. They were high and tight with her desire; nipples peaked against the cool air. The moonlight did strange things to Adelina. It was like an entirely different world and she wanted to feel Varan inside of her while the moon shone down on them.

She turned her back to him, slicing through the skirt next. “Do you think you could teach me useful ways to fight with claws and teeth?” she asked, bending over to put her hands on the table, ass in the air.

There was a rumble deep in his chest and she felt his fingers knead her ass, spreading her wider. “I’m sure I could come up with something,” he said hoarsely.

Adelina pushed back against him, feeling his hard length, the head of his cock pressed up against her entrance, and still he hesitated. “What is it, Varan?”

He slid one hand around and rubbed his fingers against her clit in slow circles. She gasped, still a bit sensitive from before, and pushed back into him harder – the sudden ache for him to fill her so strong and deep she nearly lost her mind.

“I want you to beg for me,” he murmured.

“Take me now, please – I need you,” she begged breathlessly, trying to force him inside her.

He thrust into her then, filling her so deeply she felt it all the way down to her toes. As he pounded into her from behind his fingers played with her. Adelina felt the pleasure crest so quickly and so violently her legs shook as she screamed her release yet again. The table nearly buckled under the force of his thrusts.

Varan roared her name as he came and Adelina nearly wept knowing this powerful male was hers – that she could bring him such pleasure, that she could do such wondrous things to him.

He lifted her up and cradled her against his chest for which she was grateful. Adelina didn’t think she could stand much less walk after their swift and rough lovemaking. “I plan to spend all night worshiping you,” he told her, carrying Adelina into the washroom.

She smiled and kissed him. Her husband was absolute perfection. Adelina would spend the rest of her life treasuring him.

“What did you have in mind?” Adelina asked, smiling wide.

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