Page 122 of The Naga Lord's Pretty Little Mouse

I nod, my heart pounding in my chest, and he doesn’t wait for further encouragement. With a single, powerful thrust, he sheathes himself inside me, the barbs along his shafts catching against my walls, making me cry out.

“Gods!” The pain is sharp, intense, but it’s quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming pleasure that follows.

Xirath stills, his body trembling with the effort of holding back, and I can see the conflict in his eyes, the way he’s fighting to keep himself in check. But I don’t want him to hold back.

“Move,” I urge, my voice barely a whisper. “Please.”

He groans, his hands tightening on my hips as he begins to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate the first time, giving me time to adjust to the feel of him. But it’s not enough. I need more. I need all of him.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and he growls, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. The barbs along his shafts drag against my walls with every movement, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I can feel the tension building inside me, coiling tighter and tighter with every thrust, until I’m teetering on the zenith of release.

Xirath’s breath is hot against my skin, his lips trailing a path of fire down my neck as he drives into me with a relentless rhythm. His hands move to my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples and I arch into his touch. The sensation is overwhelming, the combination of his touch and the feel of him inside me driving me closer and closer to orgassm.

“Xirath,” I gasp, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “I’m close.”

“Yes!” he hisses.

My eyes roll back as protheka-shattering pleasure envelops me from head to toe, sweeping my sanity in waves of ecstasy.

“I’m coming!!” I scream in a hoarse voice, gasping for air as pain and pleasure blinds me with only pleasure remaining. “Oh Gods!”

“I’m coming with you,” he groans, hugs me an spills inside me. His cum is warm, and I feel torrents of it gushing inside me.

He rolls and puts me on top of him as we both lay together. I bury my face in his neck, savoring the feeling and smell of him.

“I love you,” I whisper without thinking. He stills, then pinches my jaw to look at him.

“I love you more. Now and forever,” he replies.

We kiss again.

Finally, we found each other.

54

XIRATH

The stronghold looms ahead, its spires cutting into the storm-choked sky. Torches burn along the ramparts, their flames flickering in the heavy dusk. Soldiers stand at attention as I ride through the gates, Seren nestled against my chest. She has been quiet since we left Jalith’s ruined fortress, her fingers tangled in the folds of my cloak, her body pressed to mine as if she still fears this is all an illusion.

But I feel her.I know her.

The bond between us hums beneath my skin, no longer hidden, no longer an echo of something lost. Itburnsnow, fierce, undeniable. My mate. My true mate.

The moment we dismount, my second-in-command, Veyros, strides forward, his expression unreadable. Other naga lords linger behind him, their faces steeped in skepticism.

"Xirath," Veyros says, his voice edged with caution. "We’ve heard rumors. You returned alone from the minotaur encampment, leaving half the army behind. You disappeared into enemy territory. And now you bringherback?" His gaze flickers to Seren, doubt plain in his eyes. "Thisis why you risked everything?"

The other lords murmur in agreement, but I don’t entertain their scrutiny.

I release Seren only to step forward, my glare cutting through their whispered disapproval. "You willnotquestion my decisions." My voice is a growl, rumbling through the courtyard like distant thunder.

Veyros crosses his arms. "Then tell us, why should we accept this human? Why should we believe she is anything more than?—"

"Because she is my mate," I snarl. "And I will prove it."

A ripple of shock moves through the assembled naga, the tension sharpening like a blade drawn across stone.

Seren stiffens beside me. I glance at her, meeting her storm-gray eyes. "Tell them," I say, my voice softer now, meant only for her. "Explain what happened."

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